Oh My Mister
PoV Maxim "Flashback"

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Maxim is surprised by Dilla's words, he does not expect the girl to know all the dark side as soon as possible.

"Do you know Max, your ex is the one who hurt Micah! huhuhoo"

dilla's tears broke, the girl didn't know what to behave like.

His mind kept wondering "What if Micah knew all this? will he get depressed again?"

"Dilla I can't dodge what you're saying, but I don't want to be like this either. I want normal Dilla! am I wrong? I've always harbored this burden myself, I don't want my wife to be disappointed in me."

"And he's not my ex, I've never had a relationship with anyone but Micah in my entire life." Max said softly, "Well, I'll tell you everything about me!".

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The PoV Maxim

Flashback ON

My name is Maxim Andreas Larry, a singer of The Prince who is now on the rise.

Everyone thinks my life is so perfect, because besides I have a handsome and famous face, I also come from a rich and distinguished family.

I'm the second kid in Larry's family, with my position like that I always feel unnoticed by my parents.

My mother's father has always been proud of my first brother Jhon and always pampered and cared for my younger sister, Marrie.

I don't know when I've been jealous of my parents' affection for Marrie, but that doesn't mean I hate her. I love Marrie very much.

When I was in middle school my school life was not very good, I who had a face that could be said to be beautiful to a man, always became a mockery of my class girlfriends, they always say that I was wrong to be born a man, I deserve to be a woman. Their mouths are so spicy, I don't like them very much.

Up the levels in high school and university, started a lot of women trying to get close to me but somehow I didn't feel interested in them.

I have two best friends that I have known since entering high school, Jerry Fawke, a man of German blood and Dao Lan Yan whom we call Ryan, a man of Chinese blood.

Stepping on my age to grow up, I entered the world of singing with my two friends, although at first of course in about by my father. But with the help of Jhon finally my authoritarian father allowed on the condition that David who is none other than my brother's best friend should be our manager as well as the person who watches over us.

The longer I start to wonder about myself.

I tried to get close to some women and tried to have a "one-night relationship" with them, but my body did not react to anything. Until I got used to the night world, I met and became acquainted with a hot magazine model "G*y" , a man named Jesson who has a handsome face and athletic body.

I don't understand why Jess can satisfy my never-before-seen desires, for me she's so seductive.

But I really just did that once

with her, it turns out that she recorded our secret romance to climb her career.

Knowing that, my father was very angry. He even forced me to marry Clara, the daughter of a rich family who had a bad nature.

Although our family is from the west but my family has always been against things that are not normal for him, for Larry's family I am a disgrace.

I'm in brackets until the next day I have a chance to escape.

With my fluent Indonesian language skills, I went to immerse myself in the Tropical country. My two best friends of course knew my problem, they even helped me cover up and outwit my existence from David. They understand my psychic condition which requires calm.

I explored several areas in the country, until I arrived in the capital city called Jakarta.

That afternoon I was busy walking around as a foreign tourist in a fairly crowded city, so I felt stalked by someone who continuously took aim with his camera.

I was looking for an opening to see the man, I was hiding in a small alley. I see from the uniform he wears it looks like he is one of the fashion magazine journalists who come from England.

I immediately ran so as not to be back in the tail by him until I accidentally hit a woman, until the food he just bought splattered on the road.

"Ohhhh my food!!!!"

The woman screamed, and made me panic even more so that she involuntarily pulled her hand until she reached a quieter place.

I breathed a sigh of relief from being released from the journalist, until I realized that a woman was as good as cursing myself.

The woman continued to fuss over even cursing words that I thought were funny, her angry face was so adorable to me.

For the first time in my life, I was attracted to a woman.

He still curses me, I wonder if he doesn't recognize me? at that time, I was not wearing a mask.

I brought my face closer to her, trying to convince her if she really didn't know me.

But all I got was a slap from his hand.

He came back and said "smoking", his face was really funny. Until he turned around and left me with his face.

I, who did not want to waste the opportunity, slowly followed him into the rented house and found out about him.

According to a motorcycle taxi driver there, the woman was named Micah.

I took the initiative to meet the owner of the rented house, a middle-aged woman with behavior that seemed like she was still a teenager.

I wondered about Micah to her, though at first she refused but with some money I had the old woman finally opened her mouth, even rented out a room right in front of the girl's room to me.

I went back to the hotel before tomorrow I started moving into the rented house, the whole day the girl's face was in the shadows of my head.

I did not understand what this feeling was, my mind started to wander everywhere from just admiring it to the dirty thoughts that possessed me.

"Ah how about if I make that girl an experiment, maybe I can do that with the woman who draws my heart."

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