CEO Held And Princess Nobles

The Life of Raynar Ravindra Maheswara

In recent months, Raynar has left his luxury home and apartment. Who would have thought, if a Raynar Ravindra Maheswara, the son of Adiwangsa Maheswara, now just a simple life with a small salary?

Raynar no longer did the bad things he had done with his friends. The handsome man chose to busy himself to become a cleaning service at one of the hospitals in the city of Yogyakarta.

The hospital that also takes care of the most precious person, in the life of a woman named Clarissa Anastasya.

Now, Raynar is cleaning some dirty rooms, in one corner of the hospital.

The burden of mind that he is experiencing at this time, does not necessarily make Raynar discouraged. He knew that this was all a mistake he deserved.

Mopping the floor and cleaning the window glass. It is a daily meal for Raynar Ravindra Maheswara. Continuing to mop, he suddenly remembered something. Something a woman once gave him was like, 'the angel of heaven', which he bestowed an extraordinary honor upon meeting on the asphalt road.

"Well, why don't I try to find a girl recek bin judes but ngangenin, huh? Now I, right, have bought a mobile phone yes .. although the quality will not be comparable to the phone purchased using money tuh, Mr. President." said Raynar who began reaching into his pants pocket.

Then, she rushed to her locker to pick up a business card that Clarissa Anastasya had given her a few months ago.

Raynar's initial work at this hospital was a proposal from Jodi Prakash. Because, Jodi's parents have power in the hospital. It can be said, this is one of the investments owned by Jodi Prakash's family Raynar's friends.

Aware of the quality of self is not in the field of surgical-dissecting people, Raynar prefers safe passage. She is now a cleaning service, which is loved by many female cleaning services at the hospital.

Most ordinary people, will never know about the identity of the child Adiwangsa this one. Because, he very rarely appears in famous magazines and the like.

She was only active in drunken affairs and also a night woman. However, his resolve had already changed course, my friend! He no longer wants to plunge into the night world full of sin!

"The handsome ...! Where you going?" ask one of the middle-aged women's cleaning services to Raynar.

"Eh, Mum. This ... want to find a friend's phone number, ma'am. Did you finish your work?" raynar asked Samara.

"Oh, that. Not yet, this still has to be cleaned there," pointed Samara to one of the rooms in the hospital.

"Okay, spirit, Mom! I will also continue again after sending a message to friends," said Raynar while sumringah.

"Oh, Okay! You too, yeah! The passion for deketin. Hehehe ..." led Samara to Raynar.

"Ah, I know, yes!" raynar said after Samara's departure.

Raynar begins to launch his action to approach Clarissa Anastasya. He began to type word for word into an exaggerated sentence.

Ahemmm ... just want to say, when, you want to take responsibility for the damage to my bike a few months ago, huh?! type Raynar who directly sent the message to Clarissa Anastasya.

In one corner of the room inside the same hospital. Clarissa was waiting for her beloved mother who had been in a coma for a long time. Clarissa really worked anything, except selling her pride as a woman. Because, the message given by his mother, never Clarissa forget.

I don't know how many times, her tears fell down her cheeks and her alphabet. I don't know how many times, the regret he often felt in his heart.

Yet again he complained and complained to his beloved mother, who was lying weakly between life and death.

"Mother ... when will Mother be aware? Cla is tired of living like this continues Mother ...! Cla wants to be able to live happily with Mother ...! Hiks .. come on, wake up, Mother ...!" pinta expectantly from her tear-framed lips.

One voice jolted Clarissa's ear, and she quickly grabbed her phone in her bag. Afraid that it was an impromptu message for her from Erwin Adicandra.

When Clarissa opened the message from an unknown number. His brain automatically rotates to remember something, which is written through a short message and not clear its origin. He began to read and examine the message carefully.

Ahemmm ... just want to say, when, you want to take responsibility for the damage to my bike a few months ago, huh?!

Clarissa also retaliated by not losing her care to the person, who she thought it was just a fad.

As fast as lightning, Raynar replies to a message from Clarissa to him.

"Well, songong here, my angel!" chirps are too confident Raynar will be his own bragging.

Meet me at the hospital, 'Love Mother'. Later, I will explain what damage my motorcycle has suffered. Understand, Sweet Ma'am?!

Clarissa again received a message from the person she thought was a prankster, with a face that looked annoyed and angry.

"Gee ...! Well, these people really do not know themselves, yes! Okay, I'm gonna meet him by chance the hospital he's talking about is the same, right. So, just wait for you guys! I'll pull your hair if you're a girl. I'll beat you up if you're a man. Gini-gini, I'm not a weak girl!" clarissa said, rolling up her sleeves.

Then, Clarissa began to take her broad strides. And before that, he had asked permission from his beloved mother.

"Mother, pray your daughter is safe when fighting a war later, yes, Mother!" clarissa whispered in her mother's ear.

After asking for permission, Clarissa opened the door and, it has been standing in one corner of the hospital corridor complete with cleaning service tools that are used for cleaning.

"Astaghfirullah .. swear! It's called I get hurt twice in a day. Maybe, the restless guy is here too. Pardon, deh! Don't let her look at me." Clarissa's mind was struggling in her clatter.

Slowly, Clarissa tried to escape unseen by the restless young man she meant. With his bag of clothes he covered his face.

Damn it fucking shit!

Raynar had already recognized his posture. Raynar confidently called Clarissa the title, 'Cute Mother'.

"Eh, Sweet Ma'am ...! Where are you going, Mommy? How, even get out of there? I just sent a message to Mommy! Turns out, the mama's here too, anyway! Wah ... wah .. don't tell me that this is a sign that we are paired, Sweet Ma'am!" said Raynar who had whispered right in Clarissa's ear.

Clarissa's eyeballs rounded instantly.

"What?! Ja-so .. He's a prankster who sent me a message?! Oh, my God! This is bad destiny, O Allah ...! Why did you meet me with him?!" clarissa's heart was roaring like it was on a roar.

"Hey, Sweet Ma'am! You remember me, right? You ate a lot at my sister's wedding. Ah, masa, the hell can you forget? My sister's wedding hasn't been a week either. If it's my motorcycle problem, yes, it's my fault. Because, I was late in protesting to his mother," explained Raynar who increasingly made Clarissa's brain rotate to think clearly.

"Mass ...! Realize not, you anyway?! I'm surprised, you are, Mom! You're a rich man, aren't you? Well, loh! Why even still hold accountable for the damage to your motorcycle that may be yes, not how much it is" Clarissa said with her domineering tone.

"Yes, hell! But, that was before I decided to get out of the magnificent house and the luxurious apartment of the President," Raynar began to tell a story, while sitting in one of the waiting chairs in front of Clarissa's mother's nursery.

"Well, why, people so even vent everything, anyway? He thought I wasn't working next time, huh? Ah, but also pity if you stay away. Duh, must be horrified or not, huh?!" the monologue Clarissa was worried and troubled in her soul.

Meanwhile, Raynar was engrossed in telling stories with his tone that began to be sad and poignant.

"Ult .. I often get drunk, Sweet Ma'am! When a young man came into my family home, I started thinking. If, an ordinary person like himself could be easily accepted by my father whom I gave the nickname, 'President' then, then, why am I whose son he cannot accept?" raynar said with all his complaints entrenched in the chest.

Eventually, Clarissa chose to be a loyal listener to Raynar Ravindra Maheswara. He made no comment, other than hearing and observing every inch of Raynar's current facial expression.

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Will the seeds of love, affection or love grow in a beautiful woman named Clarissa, on Raynar the badung who is living an independent life outside his comfort zone?

Time and again only time will answer that question!

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