The Man Who Taken My Crown
Be accustomed

Previously he did not know why Sapphira wanted to break the cord of friendship with him, but now he finally understood it.

The whole village knows what kind of person his mother is.

"Do you still not understand what I mean? I mean very simple! I'm not gonna pay your tuition anymore. If you want to finish school, you have to find a way to pay for your own tuition and living expenses. Don't think I don't know, you work hard and frugally while in college. Where did the money you saved go?" Ask her mother angrily.

Nirmala fell silent.

His mother continued to nag: "I think 80% of your money must have been given to that poor Hendra! Learn from Safira, find a rich partner! Because the level of education is low and does not have the ability to make money, at least you should look for a rich man! But, what are you doing? What is the point of having beauty? You're not trying to lure a rich man at all!"

Nirmala fell silent.

He doesn't know what to answer. His life was different from his mother's. Whatever he said was always considered wrong by his mother.

His father sat on the side, unable to interrupt a word.

Nirmala was silent for a moment, though her eyes were sad, angry, and hateful, but she still said with ambition: "I will not learn from Sapphira who only chooses the rich. Nor will I ever learn from Hendra who hates poverty and loves wealth. What's wrong with me just graduating the diploma?

Now I don't have the ability, but that doesn't mean I'll be so forever. I will make my own money, at least that way my heart will feel at ease instead of getting money from others!

“Nirmala, Dad supports you! Nirmala I will be successful in the future!” His father immediately pointed his thumb at Nirmala.

In this family, only his father sided with and supported him.

After speaking up to here, his mother no longer argued with Nirmala. He felt that there was no point in arguing with him.

After his mother finished eating, he placed the bowl and spoon on the dining table, got up from the chair and ordered impatiently: "Hurry to wash the bowl, please, then go to the mountain to find some herbs."

“Good!” Nirmala replied in a low voice.

His mother was dissatisfied, and began to nag: "You are a student, every time your semester break never comes home. Now that you are home, work diligently! After getting the herbs, remember to divide them, then wash and dry them. At first I thought that you could learn medical skills with your Grandmother, and hope that you could become a doctor in the future. But, who knows that you can't go to medical college, and instead go to architecture school to study decoration. I really don't know what you're thinking!"

Although Nirmala was used to her mother's harsh criticism, she could not stand her mother's words and denied them.

His father always acted as a good man. His job is to defuse the conflict between his wife and daughter.

After she finished speaking, her mother went to the pharmacy downstairs.

Seeing that his father had finished eating, Nirmala got up from the chair and lowered her head to clean the table.

Seeing that Nirmala was unhappy at home, her father said: "Nirmala! Or, this semester holiday, you can go to work in the city where your sister is! With your brother, at least I can feel calmer!"

“Daddy, am I really so down as mom says?” Nirmala asked sadly, “Why is Mom always dissatisfied with me?”

In third grade High School, to care for his father, he wasted his studies, as a result of which he failed to enter the medical university that his mother wanted. After graduating from High School, she was dating and was continuously being romanced by her mother.

"Well, I get it." Nirmala eased her bad mood and replied with a beaming smile, "Thank you, Father."

She hoped the reason why her mother was so hard on her was really what her father had said.

Sapphira sent someone to investigate Nirmala. After learning that he was fired and failed to find a job, then broke up with Hendra and returned to his hometown. His heart was a little calm.

Furthermore, Safira still had to figure out a way for the school leaders to remove Nirmala from her school.

Because, thus, Nirmala will never appear again in the city of Surabaya and her position as the Madam of the Pamungkas family will be solid.

Safira felt very happy when he thought about this.

It has been almost two months, the villa in his hometown should have been completed!

Safira told his housekeeper Yusuf to arrange everything so that he could look glamorous when he returned home.

Today, the village looks very crowded, not only because of the clear sky, but also because a red BMW car worth billions of rupiah is slowly speeding into the streets of the village.

Everyone stood by the roadside, everyone's eyes sparkling, crowding this beautiful BMW, as if looking at a treasure.

Safira initially wanted to buy a red Lamborghini worth tens of billions, but Yodha refused, saying Lamborghini was not suitable for driving on uneven dirt roads in the countryside.

In desperation, Safira downgraded her class and chose this BMW car that she thought was mediocre.

When Safira's red BMW passed through the door of Nirmala's pharmacy, her mother took Nirmala out of the store and stood on the side of the road to watch.

After nearly two months, Nirmala saw Safira again, and saw him sitting behind the driver's seat, lowering the car window and greeting the village people.

Sapphira wears thick makeup and wears a dazzling diamond ring on her right hand, her dress is more beautiful and cool than ever, and her bright red lips make her skin appear whiter.

At first, Nirmala thought something had happened to Sapphira, but now it seems, as her mother said, she married a rich man.

Married to a rich man was always Safira's dream.

Sapphira's dream has come true!

Nirmala pursed her lips, glanced at her jealous mother, then shook her head and returned to the shop.

His father was sitting at the cashier's desk and was recording income in his accounting book. Seeing Nirmala enter, he asked helplessly: "Nirmala, are you amazed by her?"

"Of course I'm amazed, I'm not a saint. However, I hope that in the future, I can become a great interior designer, and then drive the car I bought with my income, it's really glamorous!" Nirmala's face was smiling and full of hope for the future.

He spoke while picking up the bamboo basket on the floor and laying on his back.