Oh My Mister
Super Rich Man's
Hi everyone, it's been a long time since we met 😌 How are you? May you always be healthy and happy.
As usual I came here to promote two of my latest works, yes, there is someone interested hehehe his name is also a yaa business.
So, I published a new exclusive work on the app
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Who wants to read from December 1, 2021, God willing I will be up regularly every day and spoiler bit (Still free!)
Title: Super Rich Man by Mustika RahmaDika
Maybe someone would like to stop by and support me there.
Okay, I'll give you two early chapters ...
Hope you guys like 🥰
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...Chapter 1 The children of the region...
The sound of the roar of the economy-class night train engine, did not seem to disturb the two girls from their deep sleep. The two beautiful girls are Violet Anindya and Kirana Swastamita. They desperately wandered away from their families to complain about their fate in the city of Yogyakarta.
At six o'clock, Violet and Kirana are ready to pick up her suitcases tucked neatly in the trunk of the train.
Tut ... Tut ... Tut …
The train stops at Lempuyangan Jogja Station, with a confident step they set foot for the first time in Yogyakarta armed with mediocre money.
"Vio, where are we going?" kirana asked puzzledly as she looked to the right and to the left.
"Retail Taxis, yeah, joint venture! I don't know the area either" Violet replied, staring at an address on her phone.
Grep's!
"Woi My Mobile! Snatch it! Not yet paid off it hp, woi!" Violet screamed, then ran after a snatcher who had snatched away her cell phone.
Seen by some local residents helping the girl chase the snatch until finally, Violet jumped and kicked the thief's back to tumble down.
"Eh Mas, nyari duit gini-gini very times!" his curse was upset while robbing his cell phone from the hands of the jambret.
"Sir, let's take him to the police station?" asked a middle-aged man while lifting up the body of the snatcher man who was drooping limp on the asphalt.
Violet looked at the middle-aged man and brandished her two thumbs, "Okay sir!"
The sun is shining brightly illuminating the expanse of the equatorial horizon. Two girls came down from a patrol car.
"Satur nuwun, sir!" said the two girls at once to a policeman who was dropping off.
After the patrol car returned to walk, they immediately resumed their journey to the intended address.
"Because it snaps us so we get a free ride hehehe," said Violet chuckled considering the incident of her cellphone snatching this morning.
Kirana shook her head, her best friend's behavior often gives her headaches. Not to mention if it has been tight, become an impromptu busker was once the girl lived because it ran out of money.
"And kowe! Thank God it was snatched not carry sharp weapons, you make me a mulu hangers!" chirana was annoyed which was only responded by the crisp laughter of her best friend.
Soon they were right in front of the gate of a magnificent Villa. A very beautiful villa with panoramic views of vast rice fields and mountains that make it so beautiful.
"Nyuwun sewu, Miss Violet and Miss Kirana?" Suddenly a middle-aged man approached Violet and Kirana, the man smiled and greeted politely.
"Oh yes, sir! I'm Violet and this is my friend Kirana" Violet introduced herself as she shook the middle-aged man's hand.
"I'm Dodo, who takes care of this Villa. Monggo comes in, I'll explain his work while going around."
They also went around the villa while listening to Mr. Dodo's explanation carefully for what must be done.
The work is quite light, cleaning the villa that already looks clean only from six in the morning to five in the afternoon. The salary offered is also tempting, five million per month which even far exceeds the average minimum wage of Yogyakarta.
"Who does this villa have?" violet asked curiously.
"Say the Frenchman, his name is Mr. Kenneth."
"Huh, said?" violet and Kirana asked along with a puzzled look.
Mr. Dodo laughed crisply, even he himself never saw the owner of the villa directly.
"The owner never came, even since the beginning of this villa was built, only Mr. Caesar who had been checking the state of the villa," he replied honestly.
Violet looked at Kirana then shrugged her shoulders briefly, she did not want to bother with the origin of the villa owner. The most important thing for him now was work and being paid a large wage.
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In a luxurious mansion in the other part of the world, there is a riot. The brown-eyed handsome man looked wrathful and kicked whatever was in front of him.
"You're all crazy!" his throat riled and slammed a vase of flowers on the table.
A beautiful woman like a live barbie doll looks down next to a man who coolly embraces her and smiles grinning.
"You, how could you be Veronica! What less am I to you!"
"Less what? Yes, of course, because you are poor now! So, there's no point in me with you! You just take the boy away from my sight" he said, clenching his hands tightly.
Brak!
Two suitcases were thrown by someone in front of the man with blue neutrality. It was not long before a little girl ran up to him and hugged him with her eyes moist.
The man carried his daughter, who was his little daughter, and took the suitcase lying before him.
"I will repay you all!" threatening him with reddened eyes, his gaze turned back to the figure of the beautiful woman again.
"You want her, Lyla is now only mine and you have no rights over her!" he said with a hateful look.
His heart was so sick, his pride had actually been trampled. Only her little daughter was the treasure she had when the whole world seemed to betray her.
The brown man walked out of the mansion owned by his family, in an instant his life had turned 180 degrees. The man continued to walk pensively, he was really confused where to go.
Suddenly his phone rang, he quickly raised the stage. "Hallo."
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Violet settled the view from the second-floor balcony, inhaling a deep breath. The breeze just greeted, wagging his jet-black long hair.
From a distance he saw a farmer who was carrying royong carrying rice with his son and wife. They seem to get along well and happy despite living within limitations.
Without feeling a drop of tears skating beautifully from her beautiful netra. His heart throbbed painfully, as if an invisible knife was tearing through his heart.
Not wanting to be too late, Violet immediately wiped her tears. For him, lamenting fate will not make the stomach of his mother and sister full. Life will go on, better to make money than to be immersed in the dark story.
Violet wiped away the tears with both backs of her hands. Then immediately enter one of the rooms with some cleaning tools.
Cklek!
The door opened, instantly the pair of beautiful girl-patterned neutrals made perfect. The room is so beautiful with a painting of a beautiful woman, with the longest super large size neatly.
The painting is so beautiful, even the parts are so detailed like a real photo. Violet stepped closer to the painting, reading the inscription scratched on the bottom of the painting.
'The Special for you. I love you more, Veronica.'
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...Chapter 2 The Crybaby...
It did not feel like Violet and Kirana had been working at the Villa for a week, everything was going well. They feel fit and at home with the new job they are in.
The two girls live in a small room, but Violet and Kirana don't complain at all. They feel happy as long as their family needs are met.
"Vi, I'll let you go. My stomach hurts a lot" complained Kirana who was constantly holding her stomach.
Violet who was busy combing her black hair turned to look at Kirana, "You why? Going to the doctor?"
"Not to, the usual monthly first day," said Kirana.
"Seriously?"
"Yes, really," replied the petite-looking girl again to convince Violet.
Violet cleaned the Villa alone, from mowing the lawn in the backyard to cleaning up the dust.
As time continued to turn, the girl saw a clock attached to the wall and turned to look out the window.
JEDER!
Lightning suddenly snatched, frantically Violet immediately closed the entire curtain and climbed on top of a sofa, by bending her knees and covering both ears. His memories go back to the past, where the lowest point of his life. Violet hates rain and lightning, all of which always makes her memory interested in the past.
It was past five o'clock in the afternoon, but the rain did not stop and was getting heavier. It had been an hour since the girl had moved in the same place.
The rain of wind and lightning made him reluctant to move from his most comfortable position.
Clap up!
The electricity suddenly went out, making his vision go pitch-black. Only light there are flashes of lightning that add to the gripping atmosphere.
Violet picks up the phone in her pants pocket, but again she has to curse because her phone runs out of power.
Brak!
The door suddenly opened, the silhouette of a person clearly visible behind the lightning light. Violet, who was shocked, accidentally dropped her phone until it sounded loud enough.
"Eh, who are you?" violet asked in a snapping voice.
However, the figure was only silent then suddenly ran over and lunged at his body. Violet tried to rebel as hard as she could, it was inevitable that she experienced a fear multiplied than usual.
"Deliver! don't let me beat you up!" screech, trying to get up to myself. Violet continued to wriggle and insist on freeing herself from the appearance of the allegedly masculine-scented man.
The figure locked Violet's body, then buried her face in the chest of the girl.
"Woi, you brash!"
Silence, the man did nothing more. Her body seemed to shake and Violet felt something wet the clothes she was wearing.
"Why ... Why did you leave me alone? I'm heartless without you."
Violet shook her head, listening to the chatter coming out of the man's lips.
"Why Veronica? What are my bones to you? Just because I'm poor you can leave me and our daughter."
The girl thought out loud, Veronica a familiar name to him. Long Violet thought of rummaging through all the memories in her head, until finally she gasped when she remembered a painting of a woman displayed in one of the rooms in the villa.
"Mr ... Kenneth," he said trying to guess the figure of the man who held it.
The man raised his head, aligned his face with the girl's face. The sharp nose and brown eye beads, so clearly visible with the help of lightning. Handsome, that sentence was the first to cross in the girl's heart. The man's brown bead implied a deep sadness and disappointment.
"Why did you all betray me? Why is! I love you so much, Veronica," she said back. The smell of alcohol so gushed from her mouth, it pierced her sense of smell Violet that it made the girl hold her breath.
"Master, you know sir. I'm not Veronica!"
"After my entire fortune fell into Jamie's hands, you left me and chose to be with him. What do you think I am? Rubbish thing! Aren't you thinking about our daughter? You have Vero!" screeched Kenneth while pulling Violet's collar.
THE PLAQUE!
A slap shot across the man's face. Violet was so convinced that the man before her was under the influence of alcohol that she thought Violet was Veronica.
Clap up!
Electricity was back on, now Violet could clearly see the look of the desperate face of the man before her.
To be honest, Violet admitted that the typical western-faced man in front of her was very handsome. But the man's brown eyes were so sad, implying a deep sadness. His face was puffy and wet due to the tears that kept flowing.
"Veronica, how am I supposed to look after Lyla? I beg you to come back, "he sis back.
Violet, who also felt the man's wounds, was only able to rotate her brain harder. As much as he hated the figure of a man, but seeing the desperate face of the man really made him remember when betrayed by someone he loved the most. A person who became the back of his heart, who was so willing to dump him without feeling guilty.
THE PLAQUE!
"Hey realize, I'm not Veronica!" he returned, after slapping the man's face a second time.
Suddenly, the man came back closer and kissed Violet's lips. The girl's eyes were perfectly rounded, this was the second time she had gotten a kiss from a man after her former boyfriend.
The girl's body felt stiff, as the man deepened his kiss.
"Please, come back! I promise to work harder to make you happy" he whispered after letting go of his kiss.
Brak!
Violet who realized, spontaneously kicked the man to fall down and then pulled the collar of the blonde man's clothes as hard as she could.
"Follow me!" her word. Violet pulled the man's hand and carried him into the bathroom.
Quickly, Violet turned on the shower to wet the body of the man in front of her. "Because of you, I'm not Veronica!"
"So that man don't cry, your world won't collapse just because it lost one traitor!" cry Violet constantly. The girl's voice rang out loud and echoed filled the bathroom.
For almost an hour, he woke the man up. Until now the man who is suspected Kenneth, seen sitting limp under the shower shower.
Violet quickly turned off and brought a bathrobe. "Take off your clothes and put these on so you don't get sick" she said.
But like a fool. The man simply fluttered in the same position, without ignoring the orders from Violet at all.
The beautiful girl rolled her eyes lazily and clucked in annoyance. He was forced to help the man take off all his clothes, rather than get sick and the edges he would be bothered. Moreover, he was sure that the man was the owner of the villa.
Violet opened one by one the buttons of the man's shirt. His face was blushing, for the first time he saw the body of a man like a model fitness magazine.
Without realizing it, if the consciousness of the man before him gradually recovered and saw all his facial property and movements.
"Hurry up and finish, hurry up and finish, hurry up and finish," he concocted, constantly repeating the same words. His face looks so clumsy especially when it comes to removing the clasp and unzipping the man's pants. The girl did it with her eyes closed, but a little peeking so that her movements were not wrong
"Hurry up and finish, hurry up and finish, oh fool makes his own thing, take care of yourself!" Violet continued to grop and swore, occasionally flailing her head.
The girl's hand trembled, having to take off the last piece of clothing that covered the man's private parts. Violet turned her face away and quickly grabbed a bathrobe and dressed it to the man.
"Ah ... done too, my goodness! Not again! Hey, Mister! You should have paid me twice as much! But since I know you're broke, it's okay. As long as I keep paid already thankfully, just be careful if it reaches mangkrak!" he said while tying the bathrobe rope tightly.
However, it seemed that the suffering of the girl did not get there. The man instantly covered his mouth with a paled face.
Hoek! Hoek!
"Gosh, jackpot!"