VIRGIN SYSTEM

VIRGIN SYSTEM
Mystery Gift


Rafi was stunned to hear the story of the bule-faced old man before her. By the time the man was helped by his parents, Rafi was indeed born, but he did not remember when the incident happened. Even from the mouth of the man who was not yet known by name, Rafi at that time was only three years old.


Rafi's body shook, her heart rippled. There was a sense of urgency when the man told him all the good things about his parents. Even in difficult circumstances, Rafi's parents can still provide significant help. The story of the bule man certainly made Rafi remember the advice of the mother. At one time the mother said, We are poor, because we only have good, so give our good to those who need help.


"Then, you know where? That I'm the son of Mail and Rosida?" rafi asked as the man ended the story of his past.


"I myself have actually been looking for your parents for a long time.from the place you once lived, there you are no longer there. But just a moment ago, I heard the news about the case that befell Alexander. How surprised I was when I found out one of the victims of the attack was your father.That's where my men moved, looking for you."


"You know my father?" marisa asked now. Just the question made the man frown.


"You're Alexander Wallyington's daughter?" asked the man and Marisa nodded her head in agreement. "God! Of course I know. He's my college friend. Although our efforts never worked together, but me and your father are very well connected."


"Then, what was your purpose in bringing me here?" rafi asked the question.


The man smiled. "You better take a break. The waiter has prepared a room for you. And for Miss, I'll have the waiter prepare the room as well."


"No!" reject Marisa loudly while hugging Rafi's arm tightly. "I don't want to sleep alone."


the man's forehead wrinkled and stared fixedly at the two young people before him, while Rafi immediately misbehaved while scratching her head that did not itch. The old man smiled and tried to understand their situation. The man then called one of the housekeepers to escort Rafi to her room.


"Wahh! so big! Bigger and bigger than my room!" marisa exclaimed in admiration as soon as she entered the room that would be used for Rafi's rest


"Good rest, young master. If you need anything, please press the button near the bed."


"Well, thank you," replied Rafi with all the awkwardness that struck.


The waiter then said goodbye and now live Rafi and Marisa who are still staring in awe of the spacious room complete with several facilities.


"No way, at most this is a child's room that has a house," Rafi denied.


"It seems not. That guy said it was your room."


"Give me a break. Maybe tomorrow there'll be something even more shocking."


Marisa smiled and agreed with what Rafi said. They then lay their bodies on the mattress that is available there. Although Marisa did not ask, Rafi took off her shirt before lying down and now she only wears the color since she is still in the boarding place until now.


The morning is now approaching again, and today there is something different in Rafi. once she wakes up, several servants both men and women have prepared all the needs for the young man. From a warm bath, clothes to be worn, and also food. While Marisa is just a connoisseur of what happened this morning.


"Do I have to wear clothes like this?" rafi asked as soon as she finished the bath and got a complete white jass along with a tie and the others.


"Right, young master, you must wear that outfit" replied the assistant.


"Isn't this my shirt? Will the owner not be angry?"


The servants' eyebrows contorted and looked at each other. "That's your shirt, young master.Everything in this room is specially prepared for you."


"What!" rafi sneered in disbelief. "That means all the expensive stuff that's here belongs to me?"


"Yes, young master. Now, young master get ready, great sir is waiting for you downstairs."


"Alright," Rafi replied softly. He was still in shock with everything that happened this morning. "Is this perhaps the mysterious gift?"


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