Possessive Leader
Khong Guan Cans

“Yes time I considered him a boy, dikasih goceng doang haha.” He chuckled as he looked at the five thousand he had just earned after helping out with a husband and wife's world peace mission due to misunderstanding. Funny it feels, after a long time only now he again holds the money with the nominal. Usually the smallest sheet of blue color that he never even asked for change after buying something.

“Five thousand hihi..” back he smiled amusedly while continuing to flick the money in front of his face.

The young woman sitting next to him just shook her head looking at his behavior, as well as the taxi driver in front of him who was staring strangely from the rearview mirror above his head.

“Udah you do not need to oleng so just because you failed to get tickets same snack free to watch. I'm giving you.” The woman beside him took out five hundred thousand pieces of money and gave them.

“This replace the same Imam Bonjol Soekarno Hatta.”

“eh... uh.. don't!” hurriedly the beautiful girl put her five rib money into the bag.

“It's rare, Brother Arum. Want me to keep it simple.” Further.

That beautiful girl is Jesi. Jesika Mulia Rahayu, the only daughter of a well-known investor in the city of Bandung who has succeeded in helping many companies develop and achieve success. To him, money is a small thing. Being born in the middle of a wealthy family makes it not lack of anything. Father and Mother who love him, abundant treasures, the dream boyfriend of all people to friends who are always there by his side add to the perfection of life that for others is just a dream.

Said the people around him, Jesi is a special complete package. We are rich, beautiful, not arrogant. Either because of his rich family or because of the influence of the father who made investments here and there make him receive a lot of praise.

So far he has never thought about whether all the praise he received was really because of him or just ji latan boneless tongues that thirst for power and help from his parents. What he believed in was only one thing, kindness would always be reciprocated with kindness. No matter what other people mean to us, if we can help why not?

“Pak driver stop! I got off here aja.” His speech made the driver immediately pulled his car near his favorite boba thai tea handyman.

“Kak Arum I got off here well. Sometimes I go to the office, right? Ingetin Kak Ardi do not forget loh still have the same debt I.” He said while opening his seat belt.

“Iya later I sayin. I didn't want to, now I'm calling.” Cibir Arum's.

“Kalo money I have a lot, sis. Fear of stale is also not on kepake hahha.” Answer it while joking.

“What do you want?”

“What's up kak?” the answer is even good to ask while opening the car door, “I don't know what you want. But if one day I need help, I will definitely charge, not money of course.” The impact after coming out.

Arum just let out a long sigh hearing the babble of the beautiful girl daughter of his business partner, never minded how a child like him. Seeing the new Jesi coming down and closing the door from the outside, the girl continued to smile kindly. In contrast to when he first met, it was so annoying to hear Jesi continue to force this and that. But the proverbs are not familiar then it is not a true affection, after knowing this girl further it turns out that the chatty and annoying girl was originally so adorable and kind. Just him, Jesi. The girl who smiled was happy because she received five thousand rupiah bills.

“Don't forget to say yes brother. Debt has to be paid, even if not now. Because the debt is not a former that should be forgotten.” Said Jesi with a big smile to show her teeth that make her look sweet.

“Iya-iya bavel, later I sayin.”

Jesi waved her hands until the taxi she was riding was away. Now he turned back to see the food and beverage stand lined up in front of indoapril.

“Mba, thai tea strawberry flavor one.” Said ordered.

“Not all thai tea taste tiramisu mix red velvet neng?” seller reply.

“Hahaha. Ntar worms in my stomach mabok given mixed up. The usual is tea.” Said Ai tea, boba seller in front of his subscription indoapril.

Ai tea is not strange with the order of Jesi who likes to ngaco. The girl has been boba subscription to him almost a year, since the beginning of her sale boba in this place. Not infrequently the girl who is now seen playing the phone gives him more money. Even every time I bought the change, it was never taken.

“Thai Tea extra boba double-double neng jesi's favorite.” Ai tea gives one cup of thai tea with so many boba.

“Thank you. The return for snacks Siska aja.” He said he received a drink while handing over the hundred thousand that turned out to be the last money in his wallet.

Jesi stepped inside the indoapril, taking the basket beside the door. Put the new boba he drank a little into the basket then began to enter his favorite snacks.

“Eighty-seven thousand, neng.” Say the cashier after you have finished putting groceries into a white crackle.

Jesi pulled out a card from his wallet, “pay pake debit, Mba.”

“Please pin it.”

“pake credit card from Mba.” He then said, giving another card.

“Sorry, it didn't work.” Say the cashier while returning the card.

“So weird, surely the tool is broken nih.” Said Jesi while re-inserting his card. In his wallet now only five thousand money that he planned to want him laminating and stored, because it was the first money he obtained with his own hands.

Jesi tidied his bangs while shaming before saying, “hm gini Mba, I do not bring cash. It's five thousand doang.” He innocently opened his wallet and showed it to the cashier, really only five thousand with various cards.

“I tipped first can yah? Want to go home briefly ask for money to mother, later come here again.” Said later.

Shameful funny, the first time he can't pay.

“Ah can-can Jes. Shame on you haha.” He laughed himself down the street in the elite housing while sucking boba.

“Ibuuu... where is mom? Jesi asked for money. Time a Jesika owes in indoapril bu.” He shouted as he opened the door.

“Walaikumsalam!” Saut middle-aged woman who appeared behind him, “Kalo go home greetings first Jes, not even screaming.”

“Bu, eighty seven thousand.” His whine while raising his hand asking for money from his mother.

“Do not love, mom!” burhan's voice makes Jesi turn to approach the father and wrestle spoiled as usual.

“Dad of Jesi time owed to indoapril. Shy ih...”

“All father's assistants check the cards I tried, time can not be made one. I don't hold the money. In the wallet stay five thousand.” Whimpering.

“Dad deliberately blocked all your cards. Father's favorite son is already too wasteful.” Burhan said as he pinched his daughter's cabi cheek.

“Dad don't do it. Without the cards Jesi just crackers in a can of khong guan leftover lebaran, alot and helpless. No one likes.” Said pouting.

“Who said crackers in khong guan cans nobody likes?”

“Freely opened, viewed with a disappointed look then ignored without closing back.” Terang Jesi's.

“Pinter also play analogy son father.” Praise Burhan.

“Makanya really again my cards well. Don't block, I don't want to be a cracker.” Sayu Jesi again.

“Ngak will. I just want you to be close to people who really love you, son. Not the one who approaches and loves you because of a veiled intention. You're like a tin of khong Guan. Who doesn't know if khong guan tried? All are interested because of its good packaging and diverse contents with good taste. The can is always the target of every guest during the Eid but once they see the contents do not match as you say, they will stare disappointed and even leave it without closing it back.” Burhan said at length trying to give understanding to his daughter.

“Those who sincerely love you will not leave you even if the contents of your wallet are only five thousand.” Imbuh Sari, the mother.

“Neither understand ah Jesi dizzy. To indoapril aja yuk yah, pay Jesi snack earlier. Shy.”

Burhan and Sari just looked at each other in silence, already advising her daughter at length but it seemed like the princess failed to understand. Indoapril's thoughts continued.

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Let's go on an adventure with Neng Jesi, the son of the sultan who suddenly became a cracker crumbs in a can of khong guan.

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