Namoras
Namora wants money

News about Namora who will participate in the pencak silat championship tournament is increasingly widespread. In fact, this news is not just whistling around Tunas Bangsa public High School. But it spread to some schools.

I don't know what magnet Namora is, so everyone seems very interested in discussing it. In fact, Namora herself did not know about this. For him, let it go. Because, when it comes to time, then he will show everyone that he is more than capable of even winning this annual inter-school tournament.

At Dhani's cafe in the stone town, Diaz and his friends visit to discuss who will attend the tournament. In his hand, there was a piece of paper containing a list of people who would participate in the championship.

For now, there is SMA buds coconut, SMA Hope Nation, SMA exemplar, SMA Negeri Tunas Bangsa.

Just when he saw that there was a name Namora who represented Tunas Bangsa State High School, the corner of his lips sneered. His shadow was currently only one. That is, Namora's thump.

"I feel that this tournament is a ridiculous tournament. How can Tunas Bangsa High School rule out Jol and Jericho, but instead encourage Namora to go forward. Is it because he can nurture Rendra, then he feels that he is already too strong? Really tired of living" Diaz sneered with a sneer.

"I'm just the opposite. You cannot underestimate the opponent. If you get bitten by an ant you're still in pain, what else is human. I asked Kenza to beat this kid up. But Kenza refused. There must be a reason why Kenza rejected him," these words from Dhani inevitably made Diaz have to frown.

"Why do you think too much about Namora. It's better for you guys. He's an easy points barn for you guys. And also, at least I can borrow your hands for revenge. My head is still not healed. I want to repay him. I want to see Namora bleed. If one of you can do it for me, I'll pay ten million dollars for you!" Rendra whose head is still bandaged is also in that place, and lure Diaz, Ruben, Dudul and Rudi with some money.

"What are you talking about, Rendra? We are friends. Without any money, I will indeed avenge you to that Namora. Don't worry!" Diaz seems intent on avenging Rendra. But it was only in his mouth. Who doesn't like money.

"I will keep giving in return. You guys just calm down!" Rendra knew that what Diaz said was just sweet mouth. Sane people love money.

"More. Are you still after this Namora?" Tanya Dhani later.

"Yes. I'm still after this Namora. I've been through a lot. Before I can retaliate, whatever I can do. Once Namora gets out, then I'll finish her!" Rendra's eyes clearly contained embers of fire. He couldn't just let go of Namora.

"Then I know how!" Dhani. His face was filled with a smile.

"How is bang?" Rendra looked very impatient. He wanted to find out what method Dhani would use to lure Namora out. Because, if Namora doesn't come out, she can take revenge.

"I'm just telling you the key word. The rest you set yourself!"

Rendra nodded and very seriously looked forward to what Dhani would say.

"Your trump card is Merisda!"

As soon as he heard these words from Dhani, Rendra immediately patted his own eel. Maybe because he was too excited until he forgot that his head still hurt.

Rendra immediately lowered his head in pain. But he doesn't care. Because now he knows what to do with it.

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Meanwhile, at home, Namora was lying with her eyeballs staring at the ceiling of the room. He was still thinking about the meeting between himself and Merisda at school. I never thought about why Merisda was so proud of her.

Namora now keeps twirling the cell phone she accidentally put on her chest. His mind wandered far away. In her heart, she felt for sure it was because of the dolphin doll that she could not afford.

Namora immediately sat on the edge of the bed, and muttered inwardly. "Am I young master. If it's true, then I'll have to test it,"

Namora immediately searched Ameng's phone number, then immediately made a call.

Not long after, the call was connected, and the voice of Ameng was heard across the street.

"Morah. What's the matter you called me?"

"Uncle. Am I really young master? Then, what if my father is a very powerful person in the city of Kemuning? Uncle also once said that my savings can be abundant. If so, where is the evidence?!" Namora strapped Ameng with questions.

"This is a lot of your questions. What do you want proof for?" Ameng's tone of voice started to get arrogant. As if, there was nothing he could not give Namora.

"Hehehe.... Hehehe... In that case, I would like to buy a dolphin doll at Suzuya Mall in Batu city. But the price is not cheap. If my father was a rich man, of course it's not hard to give me money he's hundred and fifty million rupiah right?"

"Just two hundred and fifty million? Why don't you ask for two hundred and fifty billion rupiahs? Don't be embarrassed! Although your father is in prison, the salary of the Tower sole propier belongs to Future of Company, the net profit of the Martins Group, the, and the division of the Dragon Empire if in total can reach two trillion per year. Two hundred and fifty million rupiahs was just a drop of water in the bucket. How many years did you think the Martins Group was founded?" Ameng did not intend to boast at all. But, even so, these people do have the ability to be arrogant, even though actually arrogance is not allowed.

Blindfolded Namora heard this word from Ameng. "Two trillion per year? How many zeros is that?"

"Namorah. Do you understand using credit cards?" Ask Ameng later.

"There is a Google. Why doesn't Namora know?" Ask Namora who is getting impatient. He wanted to immediately buy the dolphin doll before Merisda's birthday. Although he was not invited to the event, but at least he will leave the doll to Jol. After all, Jol was his best friend whom he trusted the most.

"You wait! Uncle will send someone to give you a credit card. Whether you can use it or not. You want to soak, you boil, you make tempeh, that's your business. Clearly, any money you use will be deducted from your savings balance!"

"Savings? Namora said Namora's savings are over!" Namora wanted to cry when she said these words. He felt that he was being played by Ameng.

"Your father has asked Mr. Burhan to secretly open the savings for you. And it's been around for ten years. Already have. You don't talk much anymore. Uncle is busy!"

Tut Tut's....

"Hallo..!"

"Ah. Play matainin aja."

Namora threw her phone on the bed. Then he lay back staring at the ceiling of his room. His mind was clearly staring far away.

"If I were rich. Ahhaha..!" Namora punched the pillow like a madman. His feelings at this moment were uncertain.

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