THE MYSTERY OF LOVE THE CARTWRIGHT’S
CHAPTER LXXVI

POV JAY

My name is Jodi Bimantara. I'm a single eighteen-year-old man

the year. My mother said I was an only child and the only heir of

descent ‘Sartono and Hanifah’.

When I was fourteen years old my father died

accidents. His car was hit by a fast-moving tronton truck.

Even though the city transportation he was carrying was silent at the stop

awaiting passengers. When investigated by the police, it turns out the transport driver

that thing was drunk.

Let our lives grow heavier with the death of our father.

My mother was just a pure, home-grown woman who couldn't be told to work hard for

earning a living outside.

I also switched tasks to become a breadwinner as well as a person

students at a high school in Malang.

This dual role I run with a chest roomy although very heavy

for a kid my age. But I'm not complaining. All I have to do is

making a living for my kitchen and daily needs as well as my mother.

School fees I don't have to think about, because of otaku's intelligence. I

always be able to charge students even up to college.

While my mother helped me make a living by selling fried foods

which he put in stalls around the house. Not covering living costs

of course, but I can add my allowance to take an angkot to school.

Especially when there is a ‘Band’ race held by campus ‘Bens’.

The four of us in the group ‘Black Magic Band’ won first place. Yeah, the band

the one I set up with Andi the chairman ‘OSIS SMAN MORN’. He is a good base

the song creator as well.

I, of course, act as a vocalist. In spite of

sometimes I create a song, only if I feel happy or

feeling in love. “Ha..ha. Funny huh?”

That was the turning point of my financial life. Since

the championship we are often called to fill official events and not

official with a lot of honor.

I collect little by little the money I earn. For mother

and I can dress properly when we attend a village event or

meeting of parents at school. And it materializes, even when the money is already

we spend. I don't want to have to look for it the same way again.

“What's important halal, “that's the word I've always said

speak in your heart as encouragement.

Graduated from SMAN I was accepted by college ‘Bens’ through

mission crosshairs. When the admission committee of new students comes check the location to

home, they instantly give a lot of tick approvals in the list

the form it carries.

Even when asking the chairman of RT and RW is also the head

so, they gave the same answer. “So fix I'm a kid

old can't afford”.

At the orientation of the new students, I had already started aiming for a

girlie. He's from a different department than me. The girl loves the ‘Tour major

and traveling’ who taught him more Foreign Languages.

“Cocok. With his face slightly bule-bulean, though

his nose was pug and a little bloomed in his hole. Ha...ha..ha”.

“But the charm is that which makes me unable to bear. He has an aura

‘Develop’. According to the mother of the woman who has the aura usually have

khodam ancestors or something. I don't care because I'm a modern kid who lives in

times now, right?”

And the word mom is true, wherever she goes without need

spread excessive charm. Men always talk about it. “One trending

outstanding topics”.

Even in my approach, there is always

threats from creatures of my kind. So I need to try harder

any more.

Especially that girl I recently found out named ‘Suti

Subiantoro’, the people are friendly and sociable.

The enemy of course he has. Especially the girls who feel

her lover eye basket. Or their guy in fashion

rivalries. “He...he. Irony, right?”

But that's what happened. I tried desperately to seize

his attention. Fortunately, she was not a materialistic girl. She will

say you like it if you are happy and will say hate it if you don't like it.

Conditions of wealth that never make shaky

his stance. “That's really my type, right? Moreover, he preferred to appear

natural. Without eye shadow polish or multi-layered powder. Or lipstick

thick on her sexy lips. Really like my taste so much”.

I pretended to be in the girls' bathroom wrong when I was on the campus.

He who just came out of the toilet hall, I hit his shoulder on purpose. Books

what he brought fell to the floor.

“You know what happens next, right? Of course you can

guessable. I'm sorry and I picked up the book that fell.

Give it up and get to know each other. Next bla..bla. Ha.ha. If

I remember that very memorable moment. Until seven days and seven nights I did not

can sleep well. You know why? Because a few days later I

express my intention to be her lover. And accepted, guys. Huraaay...”.

When I asked him what made him accept me. He said, “I

like your style, Jay. And I like vocalists. I like band”. That's what he is

explain at length while his eyes sparkle. That's why I used it

name ‘Jay’ when I perform. I love that name because it comes from my girlfriend.

I'm worried about diabetes, so sweet. Never one bit of us

be at odds. If anything, we finish with a very strong relationship

romantically. After the incident, we never remembered it.

Until the seventh semester, new students arrived. Him

afternoon class, because the next morning I had to work. Her S1 education was only used

to complete the promotion prerequisites in his institution.

Yes, he's one of the State's servants. The position is equivalent to

company manager. No wonder he has a bodyguard.

His name is ‘Hendri’, a selfless demon. Because it offers

that game. Testing my lover's loyalty. Even if I insist on treasure

and the position he offered, would not make Suti waver.

But I was actually wrong. That night my beloved slept

with him. Horizon Hotel room 302 bears witness to the forbidden relationship between the two.

“My heart is broken of course. I wanted to kill myself at times

Unfortunate. But God doesn't approve”.

I even met my real mother, Mama Laura. In spite of

I didn't believe it at first, but that's the truth. He has

the real evidence.

Finally I was given the name ‘Mr. J’ the entrepreneur

iron-handed. And never tolerate the slightest mistake.

Engaged to ‘Marcella’ son of my business partner. Spoiled girl,

full of pretenses. His attitude is always sweet when close to me or

mamma.

But she turns into a bitchy girl while away from her

our. What I don't like about him is that he justifies the relationship ***prenuptial. “Itu

sin, right? But he's fine-fine with that adulterous behavior. Heeems...really-really”.

Until Dico came between us. He who repeatedly invites

body contact, it never works. Finally tempted by entrepreneurs

my partner who really agrees with him.

Often I've caught both of them in and out of hotels. Or related

the body in his apartment. But I pretended not to know. And close your eyes.

“I thought that ‘Cella’ was a block or what? Doesn't he know that

my bodyguards are everywhere? Or is he deliberately heating me up? It's nothing because

I can use their knowledge later. Wicked right?”

And finally the day of vengeance has come. Dico who was affected

own game. He thinks I'm the same as him. I like the one night stand

with bispak girls from club. The girls I brought back

the apartment or the hotel is the girl I paid for without touching my body.

Dico was fooled when we were next door in his apartment room. Him

hearing me and the bispak woman I was carrying sighed at each other as if doing

relationship ***, even though it's just our play.

When he no longer eavesdropped, the girl giggled. And

I desperately reminded you of our theatrical contract.

While Dico actually did the forbidden thing with

really. “Wooh really sinful man”.

What makes me want to destroy him even more is him

targeting Suti, to become the next victim.

His greed makes me ‘Gedek’. His desire to get two

women at once make me ‘eneg’. Not taking off Marcella because of her wealth. Wanted

with Suti because of his charm.

“Marcella is no problem for me. Suti don't expect”. Although I

always showing my bad attitude to her. But in my heart I still

very-lovingly loved him. Because he was my first love. He is the only one

it fills every breath of my breath. Until this moment.

If I always say rude to him it's because I remember every

hendri's Word. Even still circling in his thumbs up moment

telling my lover erotic moves.

I can't distinguish the fine line between love and

resentments. Until he was really hurt. And that's what never crossed

in mind.

Wife hates me. Until that senseless event happens. I

coma after my quarrel with him.

Everything was answered when I was unconscious. Just one problem

which hasn't.

And the answer I met was when I forced him to serve me at the hotel

Horizon room 302. The same room he was in when he frowned at his chastity.

Turns out I was wrong. Hendri the bastard never

touched it. My wife is still as holy as I am. We can both take care of

selves. “Alhamdulilah. Praise be to God Almighty. Turns out

we never wallow in sin”.

“Haaaa, here I am now. Happy with two twins

our. Although at the beginning of the birth of ‘Gale’ I had wanted to throw it”.

“Yes, she was born with snake scales on her forehead and face. Not even

it has legs but a tail. I think he's handicapped, what about his life

later? But lek Parjo, my in-laws gave me a message. If it's only temporary

and I have to take it with the booty”.

And right now I've got a kid with his daffodil cheeks. Whites

and hazel eyes. Another one of her hair is blond and full-nosed. So too

with ‘Arsen’ his twin sister.

The twin heirs of The Cartwright and Robinson. Born

by bringing blessings to supernatural power my wife's great-grandfather and great-grandmother.

“Heeem...very~ is perfect, right?”

Although in my heart I often ask, “Was I evil

it got it?”