The Tippingback of Rania's World
Episode 33 - Single Princess of Austeen

"You... Edlyn Rania Austeen, right?" a woman called Rania.

The deg! Rania's heart was racing. Who is the one who knows himself?

"Mother?" Rania remembers the person who called her real name.

"Yes, we were the ones who met at the angkot that time," he explained.

Oh, my gosh. Rania remembered it. His heart was a little disappointed. He thinks someone really knows his real self.

"I owe my mother, yes. Thank goodness we met here. I'm sorry I haven't kept my promise to my mother" Rania said. His hands were looking for a wallet in a bag.

"No, Son. I don't want to collect your debt. I was willing to help you at that time. Mother really salutes, the Austeen family turned out to be really noble-hearted," the woman said.

Anjani and Alvi looked at Rania questioningly.

"Eems.. Sorry, Madam. I was just jokingly saying the daughter of the Auteen family. But it is true, if the Austeen family is noble-hearted. His daughter is my classmate. I'm really sorry, ma'am," said Rania embarrassed. He gave me a piece of money five thousand

"Oh, so yeah. It's okay, son. You must have panicked because it was almost too late. But yesterday's fare doesn't need to be paid, yes. I'm sincere, really," said the woman with a smile.

"Thank you very much, ma'am."

"Hey, what's really going on? You must have claimed to be the son of the Austeen family again" Anjani whispered to Rania as they queued at the checkout.

"Hehehe... Forgetit. I'm ashamed" said Rania.

Rania's heart was still beating fast. He had thought, if anyone knows his real self. She is the only daughter of Geffie and Chloe Austeen. But, honey, the assumption is wrong.

Now the position is even filled by his rival, Qiandra Austeen, who has properties inversely proportional to the Austeen family. Doesn't anyone remember, the original old man from Qiandra?

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"Miss, is Miss really absent at the orphanage event this afternoon? This is a direct order from the Madam, you know," Sania said.

The personal assistant waved the window curtain cloth. The sun began to rise high, spreading its rays through the window of the young Miss's room.

"You've questioned that thirteen times today. You want to ask me how many more times I've stopped?" sahut Qiandra was upset.

"I won't stop asking until Miss changes her mind" Sania replied.

"Sania, I'm not leaving. I am so lazy to meet these kids. Dirty, smelly, unkempt. Where they fuss again," said Qiandra.

"Don't Miss really like kids? Usually Miss is always excited if she will visit the orphanage. Even Miss always set aside allowance to buy her own gifts," Sania said.

"Ih, when? Where have I ever been. Better money I save to buy the latest brand collection," said Qiandra.

The girl was bored. Every day people say things that are against them. It was as if what they were talking about was not himself, but someone else. Another daughter of her mother and father. His mind immediately remembered Rania.

"Sania, did mom ever tell you about her son?" ask Qiandra.

"What does the story mean? Story with whom?" ask Sania doesn't understand.

"Did you have a child besides me?" qiandra asked bluntly.

"Good, Miss! Where possible. Miss heard that rumor from who, anyway?" Sania. "Mother Felindra, who is also my biological mother, was the one who helped Madam give birth. Even taking care of Miss since the baby," he explained.

Qindra muttered to hear it, "Right as well. If my mother had a child other than me, there was no way she could have given birth in this house. It must be Rania's mother who is now helping her," Qiandra thought.

However, Qiandra has not found any evidence to suggest that Rania is another daughter of her mother. He only drew conclusions based on the similarities of the two women.

"Well, what's the lady talking about? Every time you go to the orphanage, Miss will always take photos with Miss's cell phone. Have all of the pictures been deleted?" Sania.

"Times, anyway?" qiandra. Without orders, he immediately dismantled his mobile phone gallery.

Sania was right. There are many pictures in the orphanage. Even one of his birthdays, was held in an orphanage.

"Huh, am I losing my memory? I never felt like I was visiting them?" inner Qiandra. But what he saw at this moment was really a photo of him. What exactly is wrong?

Drrtt...

The photo on the screen of the phone he was looking at turned into an incoming call display.

"Duh, mama call," muttered Rania. He could guess what his mother would say.

"Why don't you come to the parlor, son? And we're the main founder" said Chloe across the street.

"Well, that's my guess," said Qiandra.

"Mom woke up at three in the morning just to ask that?" qiandra.

The time difference between Western Indonesia and the UK is six hours. Currently in Indonesia shows at nine in the morning, meaning in the UK it is only around three in the morning.

"Well..." Terdrngar Chloe sighed napa, "You know, right... It's an important event. Why did you change so much gini, anyway?" chloe said with a tone increasing by an octave.

"Duh, Ma... I am so lazy to meet them. Decile, smelly, chatty," said Qiandra.

"God! Who are you in school with, anyway? Why has your nature changed so drastically like this?" This time Chloe's voice was already shrill very high.

"Ergh... Start nagging, "inner Qiandra.

"The only mama's son was already being rude and arrogant like this. My mother was disappointed in you. You don't deserve to talk like that. They are the same as us. Have you forgotten which people your mom and dad are from?" continued Chloe.

"I'm sure I'm your only child?" search Qiandra.

"Lho, yes yes. Mama's foster children are many. But mom and dad are just you. And now you've really let my mom down" Chloe replied.

"Baby 'mama and papa'? Well, if the papa is any other means there are other children also dong," inner Qiandra again.

"Hello? Qian?" call Chloe.

"Hm... Yes, Ma," said Qiandra.

"Mama doesn't want to hear, yeah. You are missing from charity work. Unless there's a school activity that can't be left behind" Chloe orders.

"Yes, deh," Qiandra replied half-heartedly.

"Sania, get your clothes and car ready. I'm going to the eleven o'clock party" Qiandra ordered after Chloe hung up.

"But Madam didn't just ask Miss to be present at the event?" Sania.

"It doesn't have to be today, does it? Charity is not just one. I can still attend tomorrow. I'mtired. Everyone shaped me like everyone else. Can't I do what I want? I'm not a puppet" Qiandra said emotionally. He pulled his body under the thick blanket.

Sania fell silent. He realized that his young lady was tired of being organized. Didn't he like this kind of activity? Or is it all just pretending?

(Connected)

Thank you for reading. See you around...