The Richman And Powerful

The Richman And Powerful
Episode 1: The Arrival of Girls at Night!


As bright as light! It's thundering! Booms! Blaring! Booms!


Medium-to-upper Blue Hand Community (housing)


Dark, windy, drizzling night accompanied by thunderous lightning. The atmosphere is gloomy, but it is very comfortable to sleep in a room with earplugs and hide behind blankets.


How comfortable!


Ah ... amazing!


Bang out! Bang out!


Knock the door repeatedly and be accompanied by a shout, "Gin ... are you home? It's me Meimei. Please open the door immediately ..."


Bang out! Bang out!


Although Gin Wijaya wears earplugs, it is still heard.


"Oh, fuck! Why is it that at bedtime, there are guests coming?" moaning Gin Wijaya while stretching the body. Throw away the blanket, immediately get out of bed and remove the earplugs, and do not forget to wear sandals. Walk quickly, turn on the lights and immediately walk into the lobby.


"Gin, hurry up, please open the door!" Meimei had a pale and frightened face. When he saw a bright light, Meimei immediately covered his ears.


It's thundering! Booms! The sky.


The door opened, he saw the girl with slightly wet hair standing in front.


"What are you doing? It's been a night where people slept well."


Before opening the door, Gin Wijaya had seen the clock on the wall, at exactly 11:30 pm. The heart is full of complaints and anger, but it is not expressed.


Looks calm and relaxed.


"I'm sorry, Gin. But I'm really scared at home alone. Let me stay at your house last night. Okay ..." The pale-looking Meimei immediately retorted, not waiting for approval and immediately went inside.


Run towards the room.


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Gin Wijaya: ???


Seeing the girl running towards the room, Gin Wijaya had black lines and shook her head.


"Damn it, Meimei did your mother not come home tonight?"


Closing the door and locking, then heading to the room, requires a clear reason.


Meimei is a 19-year-old girl who looks good and cheerful, has long hair like her 39-year-old mother Meibing. For Meimei's father, I haven't seen him so far. Never mentioned it, so Gin Wijaya did not ask.


Living in the same community as Gin Wijaya, only three meters from the grounds. As a friendly neighbor, Meimei often visited. Helps with cooking and conversation. Because Gin Wijaya was orphaned, Meimei seemed more courageous.


Gin Wijaya always regarded Meimei as his younger sister. Having a sister is not a bad thing either.


Arriving at the room, seeing Meimei who was already curled up under the blanket, inevitably asked, "Meimei, please give me an explanation. Why are you coming here at night like this?"


Meimei turned his head saying quickly, "My mother said by phone. That won't come home tonight. Go home from work overtime and stay at a nearby hotel, because it's too late. So my mother entrusted me to you. Please take responsibility, I'm afraid to stay home alone and afraid of the sound of thunder. Please lend me earplugs ... “


⁄(⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄


Oh my God, can you talk slowly?


Is my home a daycare?


Your mother didn't even greet me over the phone?


Gin Wijaya actually wanted to ask but was too lazy. The sleepiness made him unable to take it anymore. Picking up and throwing earplugs at Meimei, turning off the lights, taking off the slippers, then immediately barging under the blankets on the side. Lie on your back and close your eyes.


Forget everything!


Meimei snorted alerting, "Remember keep a safe distance! If you dare to touch me, I will report to my mother."


Then Meimei smiled triumphantly and was not afraid of being alone anymore. Meimei actually likes Gin Wijaya, only often ignored, and only considered a younger sister. It made her upset and always tried to attract attention. When he saw Gin Wijaya's indifferent expression, he always had the urge to beat her up. Really sucks.


Just holding in the heart.


The night passed quickly and there were no questionable things.


The next day, the sparrows chirped together, the sunlight shining brightly. The light pierced through the curtain slit and illuminated Gin Wijaya's face.


Vaporized, stretched his body, and had the urge to get up, but there was a hand that hugged him from behind.


Looking to the later grouse feeling annoyed, "This girl, taking advantage at the moment of opportunity. Even his saliva soaked my pillow. Huh ... "


Fifteen minutes later, he returned to the room, and he saw Meimei still sleeping, but with a pillow that was getting wet with saliva.


(╯°□°)╯︵ ┻━┻


Seeing this there was a sense to flip the table towards him.


Shaking his head, he only held the anger in his heart. Looking at the small digital clock by the bedside has shown at 06:45 am. Change from pajamas to sportswear. Take time off for jogging, it has become a habit for Gin Wijaya in relaxing days.


On a clear day, the road was still very wet. Casual jogging avoids every puddle of water, sometimes having to jump, sometimes running zigzags, etc.


Running leisurely around the community, he did not forget to greet the people who were jogging.


It is also a good thing to give a friendly impression in the eyes of the community. Helping a grandmother/grandfather cross the street is noble, throwing stones at a puppy to be full of anger, and running away quickly when chased really adds to the adrenaline and fun, has become routine.


It took me 2 hours before I finally got home.


Houses in the medium-to-upper Blue Hand Community, relatively simple for families, with quality building materials, for design can be consulted to the responsible. It is also listed on purchase brochures and advertisements on the internet.


Forgetit!


Arriving at home, Gin Wijaya enters the lobby where there is a aroma of cuisine that fills the air. Sniff a few times to guess, what is cooked?


This smell is familiar!


But it would be nice to ask the concerned party, and he walked towards the kitchen, "Meimei, what are you cooking?"


"Your favorite Spicy Chicken Claw Soup," Meimei responded without looking back, hand holding the spoon. Blowing, sipping, tasting taste, is it suitable or not yet taste?


"Taste, Ok!" said Meimei graduated.


Gulp!


Standing at the side, Gin Wijaya gulped down saliva as she saw Meimei tasting. It must be delicious cuisine, just look at this girl's expression.


(๏_๏)


Seeing that, Meimei was not satisfied to shift away, "Go there to take a shower, you smell of sweat!"


"Haha .. sorry, I'll take a shower first. Blame you, the smell of cooking makes me forget. Haha ... " Gin Wijaya scratched his head, then turned to walk away fearing Meimei's anger erupting like a volcano.


Seeing Gin Wijaya's back, Meimei's face changed into a beautiful smile.


For normal men, bathing does not take long. After taking a shower, he threw his dirty clothes into a special box of dirty clothes behind the house. Laundry employees will routinely take the dirty clothes. Tomorrow clothes will be sent clean and neatly packed (in the form of packages).


Well, the reason for subscribing to laundry is because he is lazy to wash himself and the important thing is not to feel embarrassed.


Dress for a relaxing day. Arriving at the dining table, he pulled up a chair and sat down.


"Good morning little Meimei!" greetings Gin Wijaya.


"Morning!" reply Meimei expressionlessly.


Seeing Meimei busy preparing the tableware and food, Gin Wijaya couldn't help but ask, "Do you need help?"


"no need. You'll do the dishes."


"OK, deal, it doesn't matter to me," Gin Wijaya licked her lips impatiently to eat.


After settling down, Meimei immediately sat across from Gin Wijaya's playful behavior, then smiled and said, "Let's eat."


(๑و•̀ω•́)


"Ok," took a sip of Spicy Chicken Soup and gave a thumbs up, "Enak, it's better than last week."


(´ ▽`).。o♡


The praise made a blush, Meimei blushed shyly averted his gaze and immediately calmed down, then scolded like an erupting mountain.


"Stop bullshit when you eat food. Just eat and don't talk ... !"


(ノ゚Д゚)


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Holy hooch!


Seeing that expression that changed quickly, and just like flipping a book, Gin Wijaya felt fear.


If I can't stand it, I'm afraid the food I'm chewing will be sprayed on that pretty face.