
"I've been here ten days. What's gonna happen next? How are Geffie and my son?"
A woman curled up in a corner of the room with unraveled hair covering her dull face. The nails are long and dirty. The skin dries and peels in some parts, especially the elbows.
"Heh new person, you are the top model who is often called the Goddess of Goodness, right? Does your kindness apply here as well?"
A large, devil-faced prisoner kicked Chloe's frail body. Reportedly, he is a recidivist perpetrator of motor vehicle theft with his accomplice.
"Hey! Don't be so reckless with me, yeah! I'll report your treatment to the warden who's on guard later" Chloe replied in annoyance.
"Gee, what a loser. You think those guards will care about how you are here? Maybe you have a lot of money to bribe them. You might be out there too. But just so you know, in here, the strongest one wins," said the woman named Vera at length.
Chloe threw her face away from the woman, "Just bothering her. I was dizzy again, he just added a burden, "chloe thought.
"Come, hand over your money! I know, you must have kept a few pieces of money behind your branded clothes," said another Vera.
The other occupants simply stared at the quarrel of the two women without commenting. Vera's malignancy has been known even among prison guards. His name is sweet, does not show his nature at all.
"I don't bring money. I didn't even get to say a word before being dragged here" Chloe replied again.
"People bod*h! It could be that the rich who can sleep without thinking about what tomorrow to eat, just do the trouble and languish here" said Vera. "Didn't you love yourself?"
"I didn't do it, brengs*k! How many more times do I have to say, I'm not wearing that forbidden item! We must have been framed for attending the party that night!"
Chloe really let out her anger?
"Is that so? I've heard such excuses dozens of times from all those arrested" Vera replied cynically. "Here you go, just hand over all the money you have, after that I'll shut up" he continued.
"Do I have to call*nj*ng in front of you, so you can believe that I don't have a penny?" reply Chloe with frontal. He's really sick of being here.
"Yes, just do it. You think I'll turn it down? Hah, what a pity that your mind is wrong. I'd do anything for money."
Without further ado, Chloe began to remove the sheets of cloth attached to her body. Not out of fear, but let's just say he's crazy. Can't think straight anymore.
Just now that she's shedding one layer, Chloe stops her crazy act. The boisterous sound that approached the prisoner cell made all eyes turn to the dark, stuffy passageway.
"Well, new residents again apparently. It's getting crowded here" muttered one of the prisoners.
Chloe opened her eyes wide. Time and time again he made sure of what he saw. Yeah, not wrong. That is them.
"Fania? The sania? Why are they here too? What's going on?" chloe thought to herself.
The woman was getting impatient to get out of the bars immediately. His curiosity can no longer be harbored. His heart was more convinced, there was something wrong happening in his company.
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"So you actually met Qiandra last night?" ask Rania curious.
"Yes. Haha... The girl is really jutek, cold and cranky," said Dad.
"Huh? Aye, right?" exclaim Rania excited.
"But he's actually a lonely good boy. From the look of his eyes was clear."
"Uh, why is it that Dad and everyone are always defending him anyway? He bullied me once," said Rania sulking.
"Gee... So your son is jealous, huh? You're a good kid too" Dad said.
"Uh, yes. Think of it," replied Rania. "So how? Can I stay with him?"
"In addition, you are also still under the responsibility of Father. It is not compulsory to make a living" continued the old man again.
"That's it, huh?" I was also shocked because he suddenly invited me to stay there," Rania said.
"In addition, Dad was also worried, because recently their family stumbled on a case. You're afraid you'll be dragged along too if you live there," continued the father again.
Rania did not dispute her father's remarks. Everything he said made sense. Rania's heart was still hesitant to accept the Qiandra's offer. He was still suspicious of the woman's plans.
"Ah, but if you really want to stay there, I'll allow it on weekends. It won't interfere with your study hours, will it?" father proposal.
"Hmmm... Could too. I'll think about it again, huh," said Rania.
"Hey Rania, come on, help us" cried Qiandra.
"Loh, is it done?" rania whispered to her new employer.
"Dad, we'll go on later, yeah," Rania hung up.
"Well, actually all the preparations for the summer fashion show were almost done. So, even Fania was left with no problem," Qiandra replied casually.
"Again, indeed since a week ago the head of his team has also been replaced," continued the teenager.
"Oh.it's... Well then, we still have enough rest before the meeting with the hotel investors later tonight," explained Rania.
Qiandra shook her head, "We did go home. But not for rest" said the little girl.
"Then?" rania was confused.
"Teach me in Romanian" Qiandra said without hesitation.
"Romanian? What's for?" rania protest. He felt, Qiandra was starting to blatantly want to take her place.
"No harm in learning a foreign language? I speak French and also Mandarin. So now I want to learn another language" Qiandra said.
Rania was still struggling with her own thoughts, "What else would she want to plan this time?"
"Why? You don't want to?" Qiandra glanced at Rania sharply.
"Yes... Yep... I'll teach you, " said Rania later.
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Not felt, stay H-1 ahead of the big event summer fashion show.
Livy was very excited to welcome him. He had even chosen the best clothes to attend the royal night invitation.
"Ah... Warm sunlight in this tropical country. I haven't felt it for a long time. But I was wondering, what are the exciting things I'm going to meet here later."
A beautiful blue-eyed teenager, got off her private jet with a big smile.
"Miss Audrey, do you want to go straight to the villa?" ask one of the assistants.
"No. Take me somewhere. I need to see her soon" Audrey replied.
(Connected)
Thank you for reading. See you around...