VIRGIN SYSTEM

VIRGIN SYSTEM
Rafi's Step


Time keeps rolling forward. Now the night is approaching. Lingze has been away from Rafi's workplace since a few minutes ago. Although Lingze Mangaku still felt at home in that place, but with a very forced woman had to go home because she had left since yesterday.


Rafi paid Lingze for more than the original deal. In any case Rafi did not lose much, while paying more beautiful woman. What was more before coming home, Rafi played another round. Lingze's pretty face whining for more, made the man unable to resist.


Maybe because of the fitting wake up nap, the power of lingze recovered so when the afternoon, the woman whined for rations. Lingze did take a nap after they finished playing the second round. Lingze slept for almost three hours while Rafi slept for only about an hour.


Rafi also had become a material for the residents of the boarding house because when they came home, the hostess had seen Lingze come out of the young man's room. Rafi was actually embarrassed, but maybe because for the hostesses if it was common, then they considered what Rafi did was natural.


While Rafi is playing on her mobile phone while waiting for her next mission, her eyes catch a car that Rafi knows all too well. The car belongs to his father's boss's family. Rafi could already guess who was coming. His guess is correct, Mr. Budiman came after making an appointment with his former co-worker's son.


"Geez, sir, if you don't come here tomorrow" Rafi said as she welcomed the man she had considered as her father's successor.


"So, you are curious about what you are going to say, so there is time, yes you just come here," replied Mr. Budiman. Rafi then took the man to the guest chair that was there. After allowing Mr. Budiman to sit down, Rafi momentarily went to the kitchen to make warm tea. At first Mr. Budiman refused, but Rafi still forced until Mr. Budiman resigned.


"Where is Mr Alexander, sir? Has there been any progress?" asked Rafi as soon as she finished making tea bags and put it on the table, right in front of Mr. Budiman.


"Still in a coma, Fi. I don't know when, you will realize," Mr. Budiman's face looks sad.


"Bad probably yes, sir. I wonder, who did this exactly?"


"Father too, but Mr. Alexander's family suspects that Mr. Alexamnder's brother was behind the disaster that befell your father and Mr. Fi."


Rafi was stunned to hear that. "Can't you, sir?"


Mr. Budi nodded, and then he started telling the story of the Alxander family. Alexander was the second son of the Walinton family. He has the same brother and sister. They are ambitious people when it comes to possessions. Even their family relationships are increasingly stretched because of the problem of property as well.


Actually, Mr. Alexander has relented if he does not want to get the inheritance from his parents. Because Alexander already owned some pretty big companies, so he handed over his share of the inheritance to his two brothers. But the name is greedy, the brother wants to carry all the treasures and the last sister was harmed by his brother.


"Yes, Fi. That's why I'm confused about how to hide Miss Marisa."


"Miss Marisa? Who's she?"


"Third son of Mr. Alexander. He said he would return to the country. But I'm afraid she's not safe, Fi."


Rafi looks mangosteen mangosteen. Suddenly he had an idea. "What if Miss Marisa was told to hide here, sir. I think it's safe here. Count let me take care of you."


It is clear that Mr. Budiman was quite surprised to hear Rafi's proposal. The man immediately thought of the idea of the young man before him. "Yes, Fi, your idea. Mending for a while Miss Marisa is here, no one knows you."


"Well, I mean that too. If Miss Marisa wants to be in an environment like this, I think this is the best way."


"well, Fi, I'll try to say to Madam, later" replied the gentleman. "Keep you have a problem yourself, until you ask your father to come here?"


"Oh yes, I forgot my purpose for coming here, hehehe ..."


Even the gentleman chuckled. "What's up? Any issues?"


"Gini, Sir. This place is by the owner to be sold. Pak budi would not pretend to be a buyer but use my name, how?"


"What! Put your name on?"


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