Buttered

Chapter 50

Seeing Sarah's fearful face, Richard realized that he had scared Sarah. Finally Richard stopped his laughter and immediately chuckled.

"Ecchem... !"

"Sorry lady, I didn't mean to scare you!" richard said, Not feeling well.

Sarah immediately shook her head and tried to smile even though in her heart she was quite horrified by Tristan.

"I'm not afraid of Richard, I've seen a lot of bitterness and harshness in this life. I grew up in an orphanage, trying to be independent and find any work while at school when there were no donors helping the orphanage!" Sarah also chuckled.

Richard also chuckles, it turns out the background of Sarah and Richard's life is also not much different. They both have no parents, both have to find additional and side work while attending school for school fees and living expenses. Had to work hard, the difference is Richard still has a biological grandmother who takes care of them while selling pastries in the village. At least Richard still has a place to hide and still have a sibling. While Sarah, she was completely alone when she was two years old, when she found Tiara's mother in front of the orphanage.

"You're so good, miss, it's so lucky that the boss can marry you!" those words just came out of Richard's mouth.

Hearing this, Sarah scrunched her forehead.

'Hoh, really. But I don't know, it's good luck or bad luck to me!' inner Sarah.

"So you think so?" sarah asked with a face that was very unpleasant to look at.

"Oh em ji miss, why is your face so. My boss is so handsome, why do you look afraid, who will marry you it is a phenomenal man this year who will become the most successful businessman...!"

Listen to Richard fashion chatty on. Moreover, all he talked about was all the praise and flattery for Tristan. Sarah suddenly felt gat4l-gat4l, allergic so heard it.

"Oh okay. okay. I'll go back to my room first huh. I have a lot of work. Thas.. Richard!" said Sarah who immediately took a thousand steps rather than continue to listen to Richard's flattery about Tristan.

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Meanwhile in a large house, in the residence of the family of Ari Ricardo. The man, who is also one of the city's most famous businessmen, is handing over an invitation to his wife, Fitria Ricardo.

"Who is this for Pa? wow there's a voucher!" exclaim Fitria who even though her husband has two large companies is still happy to find a shopping voucher at his favorite branded bag store.

"From Mr. Arya Hutama, ma!" replied Ari Ricardo who looked tired because he worked all day in the office.

"Oh, yes. Papa must be thirsty. Mom, grab a drink!" said Fitria who immediately put her invitations and vouchers on the table and then rushed to the kitchen.

From the second floor, a young woman wearing a sleeveless mini dress came down to Ari Ricardo.

"Sore pa, are you home?" asked Hera who immediately sat on one of the empty sofas in the middle room of Ari Ricardo's residence.

Ari Ricardo turned to Hera. Ari Ricardo immediately turned his eyes away from his adopted daughter because he saw the clothes Hera wore were too open. He even sat down by putting his left foot on top of his right foot. Drinking her dress was too short until it almost showed 70 percent of her thighs.

"Hera, how many times have you told me. Wear the right clothes, the monthly money from the father is definitely enough to buy clothes that are not lacking in such materials right?" ask Ari Ricardo who protested the way Hera dressed.

Ari Ricardo who was tired and lazy to argue finally chose to leave the room, to rest in his room only.

"Why are you leaving, whose invitation is this?" asked Hera but not responded by Ari Ricardo. He chose to just step aside ignoring Hera's call.

Hera who is not too familiar with the foster father can only clack upset because it is ignored like that.

Before long, Fitria returned from the kitchen with a glass of water. Seeing that the husband was not there, Fitria asked Hera who was looking at the invitation on the table.

"Well, Hera. Where are you papa?" ask Fitria without putting down the glass of water she brought.

"Papa to ma'am's room, he said he wanted to rest. Is this Tristan's invitation to Sarah? I'm sorry for the cooperation of Mr Arya Hutama yes ma?" ask Hera who is curious how her family can get a limited edition invitation.

"Yes, papa you are working with Arya Hutama company led by the eldest son of Arya Hutama, ouch!" the word Fitria which remembers the name of the eldest son Arya Hutama.

"Rendra ma!" sahut Hera fast.

"Ah yes, you are right Hera. His name is Rendra Hutama!" fitria.

Hera immediately thought of an idea, considering how Rendra Hutama was a widower had one child. And his father was Rendra's co-worker, Hera thought rather than him chasing after Alan who clearly hated him now and had nothing because he had been suspended for a week, his future is not clear. Then suddenly Hera changed her target to Rendra.

'Ah, let it be. Kan Rendra Tristan's sister, her future husband Sarah. That is, if I can get into that family. I also did not lose with Sarah. Yes, I have to get Rendra Hutama!' it was Inner Hera who planned to approach Rendra.

"Ma, if you invite there. I'm coming, ma!" pinta Hera on Phytria.

"Tumben, usually you don't want to be invited to your father's business partner?" ask Fitria.

"That's usually ma, yes. Who knows I'll get a soul mate there, plis ya ma!" persuade Hera to Phytria.

"Okay, but watch your clothes, yeah!" said Fitria reminded Hera who really likes to dress not according to the theme of the event.

After that, Fitria went into her room and Ari Ricardo.

"Pa, here's the drink!" said Fitria while approaching Ari Ricardo who was sitting on the sofa in his room.

"Ma, please tell Hera. The way he dressed was very disrespectful. We live in the east. Just yesterday his wife Mr. Burhan complained, because he advised Hera. But Hera was angry!" ari Ricardo complained about his adopted son.

Fitria was silent. He was also sad, because not once twice he advised Hera. But his adopted son was very stupid. Fitria became very confused how to face and advise Hera.

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