The Trouble Lady (Project of Love)
Chapters 1. Learn Properly!

Environment affects people.

People change because of the environment.

Those are the words of someone who has interfered in my life, who knows nothing of me, who knows neither my nature nor my way of thinking. But that sentence changed the way I looked.

I thought, in this world there has never been a child born evil in the first place.

But it turns out ...

IS WRONG! IT'S ALL WRONG! I WAS BORN TO BE EVIL FROM THE BEGINNING!

...STORY BEGINS...

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In a private house owned by a family that according to the view of the people is a family of ordinary and sentosa, the, it's just that it's common knowledge for people around that the children of the family are famous for their mischief.

In the morning, in a work room. A grown man who was already wearing a neat suit was sitting facing the window. But the atmosphere was tense, because behind the man was a high school girl who was dressed in uniform but incomplete.

"Nisa." call the guy. Gilang Sutadharma, 41-year-old father of Nisa.

"Hoamm .." replied the 16-year-old girl by yawning. Her full name is Nisa Sania Siwidharwa, the first of three children.

"Where's your name badge?" asked the man with a cynical look that led to the reflection of the window glass.

Nisa lowered her head then glanced at the right side of her chest. "My uniform is new, so the badge doesn't exist" he replied in a relaxed tone that made his father frown.

"Then the uniform from yesterday?" ask Gilang again.

"Robek." answered Nisa briefly.

"Why can it be torn?"

"Ck, what is uniform inspection?!"

Gilang shook his head. On the other hand Nisa looks lazy, she casually threw away her face and combed her hair painted blonde back.

"I've always felt guilty about you. You've seen things you shouldn't have seen. I wish you could have a different life than your father. You ..." for a moment Gilang fell silent.

"Study properly. Stop making trouble and pass High School well. Then go to university."

Nisa lowered her head.

It's bullshit! You've spread the road like this, but you told me to throw it away?!

My path is determined by birth. If I can make good use of all of that then I can surpass a human like you!

"Okay dad" Nisa said with a smile.

"In relation to that, yesterday my office was called. Said you truant and broke the teacher's vehicle, is that true?"

Nisa looked up and looked at her father in disbelief.

"Obviously I've said it, I want you to have a different life. Yesterday I got a letter from the school. You're suspended for 2 weeks. But today you can still leave, because of the connections you have, and I've also made up for all the losses you've made. I'll let you just this once, keep this all right!"

Nisa gritted her teeth, her hands also clenched as tightly as possible. "W-yeah, I'll definitely go to school well."

Glazed turned the chair and turned to face towards Nisa. "One more thing, the position of successor is not yours, but Marcell. In any way he's more suited than you. You just stop and learn to be a gentle girl like your mother."

"Why? Why is a father like this against me?! Why am I still unable to get a confession from my father?! All the other uncles have confessed to me, why is it that my own father is like this?! You think I'm like this because of who?! All because of Dad! The wrong father! It's too late if you want me to change!!"

Nisa directly walked out of the room as soon as she shouted out all the unfair sense she was enduring. He also slammed the door hard.

BRAAKK!

As soon as he got downstairs he coincidentally passed by his mother. Rika Fatmawati, Rika's daily call, but people around her sometimes idly call her Bu Rik.

"Are you leaving? Then your breakfast?" ask Rika.

"Give it to Reihan or Dimas!" nisa's snapped full of annoyance.

"Dih, it's been hit by father ya so." said Dimas who came from behind while carrying his school bag. His full name is Adimas Rian Sutadharma, 13 years old, 2nd year junior, Nisa's younger sister. The hallmark of it is not being able to control the mouth.

"Huh?! What else is he doing trouble for?" asked Reihan who went down the stairs while carrying a school bag as well. His full name is Reihan Raka Sutadharma, 14 years old, a 3rd year student in the same Junior High School as Dimas, Nisa's younger sister as well. Has a playboy predicate early on for abusing the good looks of his face.

"Just do your own business!" nisa shouted as loudly as possible which then immediately rushed out of the house.

***

Around 9am. In hours like this usually the students will be in school, but different with Nisa. Currently Nisa is in a park called Racy Park, a beautiful park in the middle of the city that is very crowded with people.

Nisa, who is still wearing her school uniform, is currently sitting on a park bench next to a fountain. The people who caught a glimpse of her could tell that she was ditching, but the girl paid no heed to the gazes of the people at all.

Nisa looks at her phone, she opens a news site on the internet. From the look on his face it could be seen that he was very upset by the news he had encountered.

INFO LATEST NEWS》》

Director of Moon Department Store Gilang Sutadharma, 500 million donation to Yayasan Bakti Pertiwi. People judge him as a figure who cares about blablabla ...

Nisa turned off her phone, then smiled sinisterly as she muttered, "Haha, what would happen if people knew that dad was a former gangster leader?"

Nisa returned pensive, then looked towards the large building of a company that was near the park. The building is owned by HW Group, the largest and most famous property company. And then Nisa returned smiling cynically.

"Is that the new father's dream?"

It's appropriate that I spoke so, it turns out that the point is to warn me not to be a barrier. What's the point of having a big building? What is the point of having a lot of money without power? What is the point of being labeled good by society?

Dad was just manipulating people, whereas with him still being the gangster leader, he could have gotten everything instantly. The reputation, the trust, the flattery of those people is just bullshit.

The adults are the same. In their counsel, there is at last a calculation of the profit that will return to them. Just like dad did.

"Not knowing ahhh .. males really, want to cafe." Nisa stretched her body, after which she touched her hair and looked at it with an ilfeel look.

"To the salon, change the color red."

Nisa got up from the bench and switched destinations to the salon. He walked with carefree steps, while humming singing his favorite Japanese song.

TIIINNNN!!!

The car horn sounded very loud, but the driver had stepped on the gas. Because of the very short distance the car was not yet speeding, but unfortunately Nisa was still dragged by the car and ended up rolling on the asphalt. Other pedestrians swarmed the scene.

Realizing that the driver of the car immediately braked suddenly. "Damn it, please don't die!"

The driver of the car was a young man, precisely a student. Then he got out of the car, approached the crowd.

"Excuse me, how's the guy doing? Is it hurt bad?" asked the young man to one of the female walkers who had joined the crowd.

"Ohh .. she ran away," the woman pointed towards Nisa who had already run away.

"Huh??"

If in the news is usually the perpetrator who escaped, why is this the victim who escaped? But thank goodness he was not seriously injured, could be bothered if to deal with the police.

"Yahh .. You're lucky, but he could have pretended to be seriously injured to blackmail you. Your car is good, you must be a rich man's son." without saying anything else the pedestrian immediately left, followed by the other pedestrians who also left.

"..."

What the hell? Basic people who like to judge. I bought the car with my own money, though it's still credit. I feel like I am independent.

The young man continued his journey back to the college. During the trip he felt unsettled, his mind was filled with the girl he had just dragged along.

"Who the hell was that girl? I haven't seen his face, but from the uniform ..." momentarily silent and trying to remember.

"Blue Sky High School!"

Mampuss me! The school is a private High School that contains the children of rich people, what if the father is an official? But how strange was he to escape? He really wasn't hurt, was he?

"But .. As I recall her hair was blonde, maybe this could be a clue. Anyway as much as I can apologize if I get a chance to see you again."

When he arrived at the college. Precisely Grand SC University, a private university with international standards, gets special attention from the government because it always produces a lot of competent people. Many also take the scholarship route from the government. The majority of rich children are accepted here, but there are 1 special group, which is not rich origin but also comes from influential families.

The man who had grazed the man was named Ardian Ricky Pamungkas, 20 years old, a medical faculty student who aspired to become a surgeon. Ricky is a genius, he's been in college since he was 14. He made many achievements and made the name of the university, so he was admired by many people.

Ricky is also from among the people. His parents owned a company in the pharmaceutical industry. He is also an only child. Ricky's shortcoming is that he's not very good at getting along, but he's growing in popularity. As is the case now, since Ricky got out of the car there have been a lot of flattering girls about him.

"Shhhh ... Look at that senior! For what the hell!"

"For the sake of the pharaohs wake up from hibernation!"

"Didih, for the sake of this country free from corruption!"

"Suire to anything! Anyway he's my soul mate!"

"Campus flower art majors are beautiful as a fantasy princess aja not glimpsed!"

"But who knows if his taste is unique, right?"

"Ckck, still do not want to be self-conscious also his son Supri ..."

"Ihhh, my name is Gilbert!"

"Bodo very!"

Ricky's used to it of course not caring. Not a few other men also harbored envy towards him. But Ricky is still deaf, because he doesn't care about things like that.

When Ricky was still on his way to class, suddenly someone from the same department approached him. The man said there was an urgent matter that Ricky was summoned to one of the master teachers' rooms.

Arriving at the place he was headed, for a moment Ricky still seemed hesitant to knock on the door.

Ricky finally steadied himself knocking on the door and entered after being invited to enter. But after entering, he was shocked because his only friend and best friend who came from the same department was already there.

"Aslan?" ricky asked with a confused face.

"Don't much cingcong, sit here!" aslan said while pointing at the chair next to him that was in front of the professor's desk.

Ricky nodded and sat down in the chair. He was getting nervous because at the table in front of the professor there was a file.

"Tumben late, want to change the image so bad boy yaaa .." chirped Aslan.

"So there's a little business." Ricky looked at the professor with a nervous look.

"What business is cihhh? Same girl huh?" aslan asked with a face asking to be beaten.

BRAKK!

The professor kicked the table. "Stop messing around!"

"Yes father .." replied Aslan in a lazy tone.

Profs. Dr. Arman Haydan, M.Psi., M. M. He is the father of Aslan Haydan, at the university as a professor, he also works as a psychiatrist who has opened his own practice and has enough influence in the world of medicine.

"I have something important to discuss with you. And Ricky." More." Arman looked at Ricky seriously.

"Me?"

"You are the chosen one of many, even my own son is not as good as you."

"Keep ... continue to be so, the child himself is said to be ugly." Aslan chirped.

"Shut up, parrot! Only if the parents say it!" Ricky smiled awkwardly. "Please continue professor."

Arman then thrusts her closer to Ricky. "I have a scientific project, considering that soon you have completed your education here, this project is your last project. I really hope for you this time, because I've been thinking about this project for a long time."

"What are we going to do?" asked Ricky who was only replied with a smile by Arman. But then Arman handed the file to Ricky.

"Open up, the subject of the study this time is him."

"He ...??" Ricky immediately opened the file, he was surprised that the figure "he" in question was a high school student. In the file there is a bio about the student.

"Sissue High School Sky Blue, Nisa Sania Siwidharwa?!"