Abundant wealth and throne makes Arif Saputra Wijaya worshiped by women. Like a young prince, his life is on the throne of world luxury. But can it all guarantee happiness?
Not. Taking a deep breath, he slowly stepped inside. A large and luxurious house feels empty for one person to live in. Even though there were several servants in the house, it still could not replace the true meaning of family to Arif.
Brack!
He slammed the bedroom door hard, without taking off his shoes the handsome man threw half of his body on the bed.
"When will Mom and Dad finish? When the children go to school, they don't care."
Reaching for a flat object in his trouser pocket, he decided to call his parents. Grumbled in his heart, the call he made did not get an answer.
Annoyed. Arif got up and slammed the sophisticated object hard on the bed. "The treasures are what you are looking for! Even the happiness of your children is willing to be pawned for a penny of money."
"Argh!" Rubbed his face, Arif was frustrated by being lonely. Rather than dissolve in anger, he then took a bath to refresh his mind.
***
"No are you okay?" The Driver got down to Khanza. Suddenly angry, he also intends to follow Vera who was almost entering his car.
"You child doesn't know etiquette," growled Mang Usup.
"No sir. Just let him go," said Khanza. Hes is lazy if he prolongs the problem, maybe tomorrow he will be punished again at school.
"But No."
"Let's just go home, sir." Khanza got into the car first, her feelings were mixed between being annoyed and worried when she got home.
"This is Non-Towel." The driver handed him a piece of thick cloth that he usually carries with him everywhere.
Khanza accepted and immediately cleaned his hair. "Sir, please don't tell people at home okay?" weld it.
Mang Usup looked at the sad face of the master's son. "Why Non? Does Non know the girl earlier?"
"Yes sir. Hes is Khanza's senior at school."
"Wow, senior, how come he behaves like that. Could it be that at school he also bullied Non Khanza?" Shaking his head, Mang Usup couldn't accept that his employer was being bullied. "If the child gets into trouble, immediately report it to the school, Non."
Khanza reviewed a smile. .he better close the meeting at school today. "No, sir. There are many supervisors at the school who are monitoring. As for earlier, it was Khanza's fault who accidentally hit him until the ice spilled and soiled the school uniform."
Still, Mang Usup did not accept it. "If there are things like Non at school, tell your father, yes, Non," asked the middle-aged man.
"I'm ready, sir, but don't tell the people at home what you were talking about, sir."
"Yes No."
"Promise me sir."
"Yes sir I promise."
Khanza curled his lips into a smile. .took a deep breath, he was relieved that today's matter wouldn't go anywhere. Continuing to clean the hair that was getting stickier, the little girl took off her braids and glasses.
Non Khanza ... Non Khanza is beautiful and charming why must it be closed with such a lowly appearance. If Non continues like this to school, I'm sure Non Khanza will have a lot of friends.
Did not feel the black car entered the yard. Rushing down, Khanza crept like a thief inside.
"Thank goodness it's quiet," he muttered.
Running up the stairs, he kept on chanting so no one would have a chance to see him. But it seems the spell doesn't work.
"Khanza." A woman's soft voice called out to her.
Suddenly frozen in the middle of the stairs, the little girl closed her eyes for a moment. Brainstorming alibis, he's already stringing words together to answer every question.
"Why is your hair wet?" The dear Brother-in-law watched from under the stairs.
Turning around slowly, Khanza made his sister-in-law's eyes widen when he found the uniform that was dirty with boba brown color.
"What's wrong with you Za? Why is your uniform dirty? What are those marks? Like chocolate marks? Have you been spilled with drinks?" .suddenly bombarded with questions, Khanza immediately stopped the woman's crew. If not then the whole house will be in an uproar because of his babbling.
"Um, that's Sis. Khanza was grabbing something under the table. When he was about to leave, Khanza hit his head..and it turned out that there was an ice boba on top that had the lid open. Spill it on Khanza's head."
Ugh! What a super duper smart girl. It made perfect sense for him to give a reason. Rounding his mouth, the brother-in-law ordered him to immediately clean himself up to the room.
"So be careful next time Za. Now hurry up and take a shower, your head and body must be all sticky."
"Yes Sis. Khanza said goodbye to the room, huh?"
Rushing into the room, he breathed a sigh of relief when he managed to lock the door. "Thank God Sis believes," he mumbled.
Removing all the school accessories, he also took off his white and gray uniform. Throwing into the dirty basket, Khanza immediately went into the bathroom.
"I have to take a warm bath," he said.
***
While at the same time but in a different place, Arif had changed into his casual clothes. Exit the room and down the stairs to the kitchen. The man also ate the food that aunt had made for lunch, because he had been holding back his hunger.
The house still looks deserted because his parents are out of town. Pak Irfan Wijaya—Arif's father who is a CEO in his own company. Now he is out of town on an assignment, Ibu Rita—the wife of Pak Irfan or the mother of the handsome man also accompanies her husband out of town.
Alone at home, Arif is the only child in his family. There were only a few maids accompanying him. Forced to come to terms with the situation, he eventually got used to living independently alone. Sometimes he protests, but will always be ignored by his parents.
Although he comes from a wealthy family and is full of wealth, he is not the type of spoiled man who likes to squander family money for something that is not important.
There are several cars where he lives, but he only chooses to ride a motorbike to go to school. Apart from wanting to be more efficient, especially saving time, he also likes to ride the two-wheeled iron horse.
Only occasionally does he use the car, that's when he's in a good mood.
Putting down the spoon and fork, the well-built man finished eating. Back to the room, he grabbed a guitar that was always neatly displayed on the white painted wall. Suddenly plucking the strings, he hummed to get rid of his loneliness. Closing his eyes, the man took in every word.
Arif, who is very good at playing the guitar in a sweet voice, tries to convey his feelings. Through chanting songs, verse after verse he sang, unconsciously the image of meeting with Khanza danced in his mind.
When the last strum of his guitar he opened his eyes and smiled at the sight in front of him.
Why do I think of Khanza? no way right, I fell in love at first sight? Besides, she's just a cute little girl, far from my taste.
Arif tried to deny the feeling, but not with thoughts that were constantly focused on Khanza let alone the attractiveness of his sweet smile.
With the guitar in his arms, Arif daydreams remembering the half-blooded face of the cute girl. Her smile is different from other women, sincere and sincere, Arif commented in his heart.
"Shit! If you keep thinking about him, you might really fall in love with me!" Suddenly putting down the guitar, Arif rubbed his face roughly. Argh! I'd better get the afternoon breeze out," said Arif alone.