The Man Who Taken My Crown

The Man Who Taken My Crown
Sympathy


Nirmala pursed her lips, then turned around and walked towards the path.


In recent days, the return of Sapphira to his hometown made a scene. After Safira left the village and returned to the city of Surabaya, her grandparents said that their granddaughter was very devoted, had a rich and handsome boyfriend and was about to get married. The two of them will also come to her wedding reception banquet.


In fact, ever since Safira returned to the village until the time she left, everyone had never seen her boyfriend.


Safira returns to his hometown to visit his parents and relatives. Something as important as this, shouldn't her boyfriend come with her as well?


This matter Nirmala's mother talked about while eating together.


“This man is very rich but does not know ethics. He's definitely not a good person!” His mother said so out of jealousy for Sapphira.


Nirmala calmly explained to Sapphira: "His boyfriend is a rich man, so he must be very busy! Moreover, this was not a meeting between the parents of both parties. Ma'am, why are you so busy slandering her from behind?"


“Eh, rancid girl, you know just defending outsiders?” his mother said angrily.


Nirmala pursed her lips and replied, "I'm not defending them. I just feel like you can't talk about anyone from behind."


“Forget it, I don't want to argue with you. Anyway, I also don't expect you to be able to marry a rich man in the future.” His mother gave Nirmala a condescending look and went back to eating her rice.


Nirmala said nothing. After dinner, Nirmala pulled out her phone and called her brother, Nicholas Putra.


"Sister, I'm Nirmala!"


"Why did you change your phone number?"


"I've gone home. Phone cards used to be college phone cards. It's a little expensive to use here, so I'm replacing it."


"You're home yet?! Why did you suddenly come home? Isn't there still a month left for you to leave school?!"


"Sister, can you lend me twenty million"


"What's twenty million for?"


"Tuition fees for the second year, as well as my own living expenses!"


"Why didn't you ask Father and Mother?"


"They don't want to give him..."


"But I don't have that kind of money! You also know, my salary runs out every month, has no savings and often asks for money from home!"


"Then I will think of another way." said Nirmala grimly.


Nicholas felt unbearable, and said: "Or, you can take advantage of this semester's holiday to work here! How to explain it, the city where this sister lives is also one of the big cities in Java!"


In the city of Surabaya alone I can not find a job, especially in the city where you live.”.


Nicholas smiled and said: "What are you afraid of? There must be a way out. You just come here tomorrow, Brother will take care of you for a month! You will definitely get a job to pay for your school fees!"


“Then I will go there now!” Nirmala became confident after hearing her brother's words.


“Now?” Nicholas dumbfounded.


Nirmala sure: "Yes! I'll buy a train ticket!"


"All right! But be careful on the road! Call me when you arrive!"


"Good!"


His house lives near the train station, so it's easy to buy a ticket.


When Nirmala dragged her suitcase and was about to leave the house, her father walked out with the help of a cane.


When Nirmala is third grade High School, her father who works as a construction worker falls from the third floor at the construction site, though his life can be saved, but one leg is broken.


His father limped in to walk in front of Nirmala and gave the tangled 4 million to Nirmala's hand.


"It's Dad's personal money. You can use it first." His father said with an old-looking face and a loving smile, "Don't let your mother know."


Nirmala looked at her father, her nose was sour, then she cried and hugged her father whose body was a little bent.


"My daughter! Take care of yourself outside. The most important thing is that you have to live optimistically! And, there are too many evil men in this world. You must learn to protect yourself!" father's Message.


Nirmala nodded, wiped her tears, dragged the suitcase with a strong smile, and turned around and came out.


She did not dare to turn her head to look at her Father, as she was afraid of not being able to hold herself back and cried loudly.


This time, Nirmala decided not to go home despite the great suffering out there, as this family was not a place to rest on for her.


Then..where can be used as a backrest?


The dark night gradually swallowed his lonely self.


Nirmala feels that she is about to embark on a new journey that has no end...


At the train station, ticket hall.


"Are there really no tickets?! No matter what ticket, I'll buy it!" Nirmala asked firmly. He really did not expect that tickets to the city of Bandung tonight would be difficult to obtain.


The ticket salesman was a little impatient: "Tonight there really is no ticket! Only the day after tomorrow! Just buy the day after tomorrow."


“Halo, I want to cancel tickets for Bandung.” At this moment, suddenly a male voice sounded from the window of the ticket counter next door.


Nirmala's hearing was very sharp, when she heard it was a ticket to the city of Bandung, when the man was about to return the ticket, she hurriedly grabbed his hand.


“Master, can you give this ticket to me?” Nirmala asked pleading. His eyes were focused only on the ticket to the city of Bandung that was in the hands of that person.


He held his hand and slightly trembled, his pale face was evident that he had just cried, his sad gaze was making others feel pity.


It can be seen that this girl really wants to go to the city of Bandung.


The man felt sympathy for her and said politely, "Of course, but you must let go of my hand first before I can give you this ticket."


Only then did Nirmala realize that she had grabbed the man's hand violently.


"Yes, I'm sorry!" He let go of the man's hand and apologized to him in embarrassment.


The man still said softly: "It's okay."


Hearing this gentle voice, Nirmala raised her head in a daze and looked at the man in front of her.


The man was wearing a dark silver suit, his face was handsome and delicate, about 1.8 meters tall but not too stocky.


His face is like a hand painting of God, the shape of his face is like the shape of the face of the male lead in a Thai drama. How handsome!


This was Nirmala's first impression of this man, and this was also the first time she had any desire in her life, oh no! This was the second time he had any desire for a man!