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...MGT by: VizcaVida...

...01...

As always, Sunday is the most heavenly day among the hellish days. Nolan would spend half a day hibernating like a polar bear in a room. He never even woke up until the day changed in the afternoon, then doused with water like a bucket of his papa who came home from outside the city suddenly—when the day before his father gave the news if he could not go home.

Nolan glanced at the wall clock with a classic model in the middle of the room, right above his bed. Weirdo? sure is. Who says it's normal, but that's how Nolan is. He likes something different.

His head suddenly throbbed at the thought of what more reason he would give later if his papa came home and asked where the new car was a week ago he bought?

Nolan sat up and leaned his head against the head of the bed, then pounded heavily with his eyes closed. Then he remembered what the cause of his defeat was.

That girl's. The strange girl who made him almost wretched and had to be willing to lose a car worth 41 M for free, which is most likely, most likely, this was his path to poverty because his papa would definitely withdraw all the facilities given to him.

He made a mistake by breaking a promise to his father. He had resisted Jonathan's temptation to race, but all that lasted until Jonathan called him a loser. Nolan's self-esteem is jolted, and his papa treasure becomes a victim.

“Arrgh...Siaaaal..” de-need frustrated while grazing his hair for him to pull hard.

But not long after, one idea came up like an incandescent lamp on the side of his head.

That girl named Caca, Nolan said she'd be responsible, right? Now let the girl bear the answers to her papa questions later.

***

After taking a shower and getting refreshed, Nolan grabbed his phone back on the nightstand next to the bed and ignored bi Ane's call telling him to eat, from outside the door. Nolan is not hungry. Errata, Nolan is not hungry because his appetite is lost just because he thinks of the arrival of his papa who will beat him up for breaking his promise, later.

He scrolls through the phone screen and searches for the number of the girl named Caca he saved last night. After meeting, he hesitated to press or not the number even though in the end, he pressed it too.

The number you are calling is not registered. Try checking back the number—

Nolan ended the operator's noise and rushed to check the number.

081234567890

“Damn it!” Nolan slammed his hape on the bed, then squeezed the still somewhat wet mane. Why didn't he check that number again last night? Why would he believe it so easily and not do a miscall before actually leaving the girl who had already made him such a big loss?

“Stupid!” he cursed himself. While outside the door, bi Ane was still busy knocking on her bedroom door, telling her to eat right away.

Nolan stood up, his stomach suddenly empty after knowing the number given by the girl, fake. Maybe by eating two or three plates, limp in his legs will disappear and he can return to face the reality if he will soon transform into a gem.

Bi Ane snorted as the door suddenly opened and the towering figure of Nolan stood in front of him. “Eh. Aduh den, make aunty surprised aja.” he said while stroking his chest that is now pounding, but not because of love. “Den good to eat? Bi Ane has been cooking Aden's favorite oxtail soup, you know.” rayu bi Ane because you know Nolan's taste is difficult to eat since childhood. He only wants to eat if it is available on the dining table, oxtail soup with original recipe secret kitchen bi Ane.

Without answering, Nolan walked away like a dazed man towards the dining table. Bi Ane who was worried to see her little master was moody, now asked. “There is a problem den?”

But the question was answered by Nolan with a question. “When papa comes home, bi?”

Bi Ane lowered her head for a moment. He knew the problem because bi Ane saw his little master come home without a new luxury car a week ago filled the parking lot in the garage of the house. Bi Ane was sure, there would be a world war so far, when his great master reached home.

“Lack of tau, den. But before leaving, the master told aunt, if you will go home quickly.”

Nolan's shoulders slumped. No more hope? Or.. just run away? Ah, naw. That's a bad choice. It is better to be scorned and beaten, then revoked by his father, than to have to live in the streets without anyone caring whether he has eaten or not.

Not yet bi Ane presents the plate in front of him, Nolan first memahut expensive round-shaped ceramic that he put in front of him as a container to hold rice and soup oxtail his favorite.

Sometimes bi Ane was surprised, actually this young master is fierce or hearty hello Kitty anyway? Because Nolan can change unexpectedly. As of now, the face of the eighteen-year-old youth looked apologetic. His attitude was also not as cold and harsh as usual.

“Eating a lot of den.” pinta bi Ane sincerely while pouring soup into Nolan's plate, because lately Nolan's cheeks look more tapered than before.

“I ate a lot today. Let's go later if papa comes home, I'm strong if papa ngajak wrestling.”

Laughing in fear of sin. That was what bi Ane felt after hearing the words of his young master. Indeed, Hendra sometimes be firm to Nolan by hitting. That's also the big master did if Nolan was too outrageous to make a tantrum.

Sometimes, Nolan also revolted and challenged his father like a teenager in general if offended. But the ends also came home after a two-day layover. After that they went back to making up.

Suddenly one idea was stung before the black flat card he was holding was forcibly requested by his papa.

Nolan left bi Ane who was increasingly gawking. He ran to the room to pick up a cell phone and contacted one of his acquaintances who he could ask for help to find him a motorbike. An expensive, superior, and of course classic motor that can make it confident when driving.

Bro, the cave needs a motor.

Warok: Specifications?

The important thing is cool when the cave climbs.

Warok: Harley?

Be able.

Price you send. Ntar directly the money transfer cave.

Warok: Okay.

Nolan returned to the dining table and devoured his food quickly while waiting for the clink of a message on his phone.

Ting!

Warok: 📷

Warok: Want?

Okay.

Send price and account no.

Ntar cave transfers

Nolan breathed a sigh of relief. At least he can still ride the vehicle at this time, before the mandraguna magic card he holds must change hands with the real owner.

Nolan stared at his nearly empty plate, then looked at bi Ane who patiently waited for him to finish eating. Nolan smiled stiffly, then shook his head.

“Why, den?”

“If papa comes home, aunt take leave only.”

Bi Ane did not understand Nolan's rather strange remarks. All of a sudden? Why take a leave?

“Indeed, why den?”

Nolan smiled at the corner of his lips.

“I've made another mistake, even worse. Papa will be furious this time. And I'm not sure, if papa will not play physically.” []

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