Solar Throne
Ranggaholics

Gina rested her head on the headrest while taking a heavy breath.

"I think I'm gonna die of satiety." Complain Gina. Surya smiled at it.

"So, you and Papa eat there often?" They're on their way home now.

"Yes Miss." Surya was still concentrating on the road ahead of him.

"Where did you know there was a stall with 'so crazy' angkringan?"

"So crazy?"

"How not crazy."

When it was stalled...

"That's them." Show Surya at the back door of the shop. Gina follows Surya's index finger. Gina rounded her eyes as she looked at the row of shopkeepers with the plates they were carrying. 5, 6 oh 7 people carried each of the 2 to 3 plates containing satayan, a satayan, fried and assorted pepes.

Deftly but neatly the waiters arranged the table with the dishes they brought. Gina can only look at the full***** view of the menu displayed in front of her.

The table is full of angkringan and rice. Not to forget the onion-flavored pertulo crackers setoples. The waiters are back in the shop. They really feel like being VIP visitors is being served in such a way.

"Usually you're also served like this?" Gina asked while waiting for Surya to spoon the rice into the dish.

"Not even Miss. When me and Papa were here it wasn't this many." Surya answered while putting a plate of rice in front of Gina. Gina caught a glimpse of him and only realized that Surya was taking it for her.

"But maybe because it's daytime so angkringan is not this many." Gina mangosteen heard Surya's explanation. And then without much word Gina immediately grabbed the chicken satay and quail egg satay to move onto her plate. He eats very well. Whether because she was hungry or because of the taste of the delicious cuisine, Gina did not want to stop eating and wanted to try all the food provided.

Finally, two rice dishes and various satayans had succeeded Gina conquered. Ice cendol has also been he drank up unceremoniously.

"Feel it here. There are so many people waiting in line."

"Yes Miss, that's why me and Papa subscribe here."

"Where do you know there's good food here?" Gina repeated because her question had not been answered by Surya.

"From.ahh yes, from one of our colleagues at that time. Then I wondered if it was that good. And after I taste it myself it turns out to be really good."

"You know, the angkringan here makes me miss Jogja." Gina said that was inversely proportional to her attitude at the beginning that she did not like street food. Though the average angkringan in Jogja is also sold in Lesehan fi.

"Would we go to Jogja, Miss?"

"For what?" Ask Gina wonder.

"Just said you're missing out on Jogja."

"Oh my God, Surya, if I say I miss Jogja it doesn't mean I really want to go there. You're why you're so quick to respond."

"Yes, sorry Miss."

"I'm not the Papa you should serve like a king. Even Papa hasn't made his point that you've provided everything for him." Omelette Gina.

"Yes Miss, it's like it's become my habit."

"Well, you're having ranggasindrom."

"Switches?" Surya frowned because Gina's sentence was very strange.

"The syndrome that you've always been acting like Papa wants." Hearing that Surya laughed a little.

"Papa is my boss, Miss. I always have to do my best for him."

"But you're just an employee, not a slave. So it feels really weird to see you do so much for Papa."

"I'm just running errands, Miss."

"Ahh, you are a Ranggaholic." Another funny nickname that Gina spoke for him. Surya smiled in response to that.

The meal is over, Surya invites Gina to leave the place. Entering the stall back and Surya is paying for their food. Gina waited not far from where Surya paid.

"Gina?" A woman greeted him. Gina looked up from her direction towards the mobile phone.

"Oh, hi Monica." Gina's expression was flat. That's Gina's attitude when she meets people she doesn't want to meet.

"I thought you might have forgotten me."

"Actually I could've forgotten but we're in one alumni chat group so where do I have a chance to forget." Gina Clear.

"Oh yes, thank you for sharing my wedding photos at that time. I didn't even get to share it but you kindly told everyone that my party was in the rain." Gina's tone of voice was relaxed but cynical.

"Ahh yes, I feel the need to share it because you are the queen of our school, aren't you. So any news about you is still in great demand."

"Right, I forgot about it. I am his queen. And everything that's in me is very interesting to talk about." Gina confirms Monica's words.

"And ever since then you've always wanted to be like me but unfortunately you can't." Gina laughed but in a mocking tone. Monica's face flushed in anger.

They did not get along since High School so often involved tension when meeting. Gina thinks Monica always intervenes about her affairs. Always watching to bring down Gina. Gina doesn't know how it started, but as she remembers since Monica High School they always didn't like her and Gina never knew what the cause was.

"By the way, a queen like you also eats at a stall like this? Isn't this not your level? Or... Have you leveled off now?"

"Mmm. Maybe my level dropped. But what's the difference with you? You eat here too."

"If I wasn't as picky as you. I'm not as idealistic as you are."

"We always have a different level. Until whenever. So don't expect us to be on the same level, let alone me being under you, that's impossible." Gina said with a smile on one corner of her lips. Monica rolled her eyes lazily.

"You know, I don't even need to be in a long queue like you to be able to eat here. I am a VIP visitor. When I came in, I immediately got the best service."

"Basin a big mouth." Monica Cibir.

"Mas.. mas. come here." Gina called out to one of the waiters who had been serving her.

"Do I have to wait in line when I eat here?" Because Monica wanted to know what she said was right, Gina asked a servant to come to her.

"No Miss, you got the place right away." The waiter answered honestly.

"See..." Gina smiled happily to see Monica feeling defeated again over Gina.

"Ahh yes, isn't he your husband?" Monica pointed at Surya who was still waiting at the cashier table. Gina knew what else Monica would lift from the direction of her conversation.

"Yes, right." Gina replied briefly and still remained calm.

"As a queen whose boyfriend is so much why is that your husband. His face was too ordinary, let alone his appearance." Monica Cibir. And this time he managed to make Gina almost speechless.

"Oh, about that. You should know that physical appearance is not everything. What matters is how she can make you fall in love at any moment."

"really?"

"Yes. She likes to look retro. I'm looking to see it in that style."

"Ahh, I really can't believe you want your husband to look like that village."

"He's my husband, so it's all up to me. I'll enjoy the look. Not anyone else but you."

"Come on." Surya was already beside Gina.

"Come, sweetie." Gina wrapped her hand around Surya's arm. Surya who received unusual treatment was shocked. But he was soon able to read the situation and try to adapt. He greeted Monica with a smile on her.

"Let's go home. We're newlyweds so let's spend a lot of time at home." Gina pulls Surya to get away from that place.

Solar cars still split the highway. Considering his meeting with Monica he came up with an idea.

"Surya, this weekend whatever your show is, cancel it." Gina's orders.

"What's up, Miss?" Ask Surya wonder.

"I want to go somewhere with you." Surya felt that angkringan was poisonous, making Gina behave strangely. After grabbing her arm and calling her dear, now Gina wants to go with him for the weekend tomorrow.

"But I have a scheduled visit to our new homestore project, Miss."

"Cancel. You can visit him next time."

"None right." Surya answered.

"But where are we going?"

"Later you'll know."

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Hanna walked down the hallway to Gina's room. When I opened the door there was no one. But Hanna saw Gina's bag on her desk. I don't know where the owner went.

"Hi Hanna's. You've come." Sapa Gina entered her room and headed straight for her work chair.

"Yes, Miss."

"You know, some days I've come so early, haven't you."

"Yes Miss. That's so good." Answer Hanna still standing in front of Gina's desk.

"What okay. It's too early to work." Hanna blinked her eyes a few times while digesting Gina's words.

"Sorry, Miss."

"I can't drive anymore."

"Why, Miss?"

Morning at Gina's house a few days ago...

Gina hasn't finished her breakfast. Mr. Rangga also still enjoys the good fried rice.

"Surya, from today you're going to the office with Gina." The words of Mr. Rangga managed to make Gina choke instantly. Surya who was next to him swiftly thrust a glass of water to Gina.

"Papa, why should I be with Surya? I have my own car." Gina's Reason.

"Oh yeah? But from today you can't drive it."

"Why?"

"Because I sold it."

"What?!?! Selling it?!?!" Gina until glared at the relaxed tone of her papa's sentence.

"Why not feeling well?" Syndicist Gina

"No, I'm healthy."

"Why do this then?"

"I thought if you could go anywhere together why you should have your own car."

"Rapaaaa..." Gina started burning emotions.

"The car was bought with my money. So I can sell it whenever I want." Mr. Rangga is still as relaxed as ever. The dead red face of his daughter did not affect him at all.

"What???" Gina did not think about what her father said.

"Since when has Papa been this discreet?"

"Since I fired myself from R-Company. I feel like my frugal soul is being called to keep my old day safe." Obviously Mr. Rangga.

"Now I am an old man who has retired. I've given my company to my daughter-in-law and daughter. So not working makes me have to be clever in managing my assets." Further.

"I'm also not a parent who is always dependent on his child. Especially in financial terms. So..."

"That's enough, Pa. So just tell me Papa wants me anywhere with Surya. Papa don't have to make excuses that are too far-fetched." Gina left the dining table and walked out of the house. Mr. Rangga looked at Gina with his fluffy smile. His intentions had already been read by Gina. He felt caught. But that's not a problem for him. Because the main purpose of selling the car Gina did want to bring her daughter closer to her husband.

"Gee, it must be so nice for newlyweds everywhere to be together." Hanna teases Gina.

"Fun what."