Changing Destiny: The Goddess

Chapter 50. Lioness

The three men had arrived at Kartika's palace. Sita, who had just set foot in this magnificent and luxurious house could only widen her eyes with gaping lips. The little girl was really amazed.

Bhumi who saw the expression of this little girl could only giggle amusedly. He knew very well how Sita would feel living here. A place he might never have expected.

"Let's go in!" bhumi's orders while stepping foot.

The man leads Dewi and Sita to enter the terrace where there is already a Jumi who welcomes their arrival. As usual, the head of the household assistant of the Kartika residence welcomed the arrival of Dewi and Sita with a happy face hue.

"Welcome Young Master."

"Thank You Mbok." Bhumi nodded his head.

This is the good character that Bhumi has. The man was always courteous with the workers living in his residence. Although he was a young master, he was always courteous towards older people.

"Have you come?"

Kartika's voice rang out to fill the ceiling of the room, when he saw the three people passing in the middle room. This twilight female netra seemed to sparkle, as the person she was waiting for had arrived at her residence.

Bhumi walked closer to Kartika. "Yes Oma. Arga also brought Sita. Sita will also live here. Oma's allowing it, isn't it?"

"Oma allows, of course, Ga. Oma actually felt happy because in this house will be more crowded."

"Nah Sita, let's salim first with Oma."

Although tucked a little fear and doubt because it was in a new environment, but the little girl obeyed Arga's orders. Sita grabbed Kartika's palm and kissed the back of this twilight woman's hand with reverence.

"Hallo pretty boy. What's your name?"

"I'm Sita, Oma."

"Waaah .. nice name. What class is it?"

Sita was silent. How can he answer Kartika's question if he had never been to school.

"Cock quiet, honey?"

"We don't go to school, Oma."

"No school?"

The girl simply nodded her head softly, confirming what Kartika had said.

"Ga, find a home schooling tutor immediately for Sita. So that he could develop the talent that was within him."

"Okay Oma, Arga will find a tutor for Sita."

"Good, I'm glad to hear that. Yeah, well, now you guys go into each other's rooms. Rest your bodies."

"Oma's good."

Just as the three people stepped foot, a middle-aged woman suddenly appeared who was descending the stairs. The middle-aged woman who still looks so fashionable. The woman wore a maroon-red midi dress with curly hairstyle and was given a slight touch of blonde color. The appearance of the woman is what makes the footsteps of Dewi, Bhumi and Sita stopped.

"Well, you know, who is this? Why are so many strangers in this house?"

"I'm a Goddess, Aunt. And this is my sister, Sita."

The goddess reached out her hand, intending to shake hands with this woman she had just met. But unexpectedly, his hand was actually pushed aside by Wenda.

"Aaahhhhhh .. already, already. Keep your dirty hands away. I wouldn't shake hands with you guys."

Wenda shook his palms. As if disgusted with the helping hand of Dewi also Sita. Wenda's attitude is what makes Arga a little inflamed.

"What do you mean say that? These two people have good intentions to shake hands with you. But why do you behave like an uneducated person and have no morals like this?"

Wenda's lips were only strange when he listened to Bhumi's words. "Oh, so they're your friends? I'm surprised, you've been away from home a long time, bringing homeless people like this? You want this house to be contaminated with disease from the arrival of these two people?"

"Wenda, don't overdo you! Watch your mouth!"

The emotion of Kartika seems to rise in the crown. His son-in-law's tongue is very sharp. To be able to scratch the wounds in the hearts of those who hear it.

"The reality is like that, ma'am. Look at the looks of these two people, just like a bum. Are you not ashamed if anyone knows that this magnificent mansion is occupied by homeless people? After all, this mother has nothing to do but make this house a homeless shelter?"

Plaque..!!!!

A slap landed on Wenda's cheek. Bhumi, who could not accept the words of her stepmother, gave a warning by slapping her cheek. What Bhumi did, made everything in this place flinch instantly.

Bhumi's hand shook. There was a hint of guilt for having dared to slap this stepmother. However, he really could not resist anymore if the self-esteem of the people he loved was lowered by this woman.

"Remember well, Madam. Never disturb the peace of those I love. Just a little you disturb their calmness, I'll make sure you come face to face with me. Take it well, madam!"

"You!!!"

Wenda could no longer speak the words. His palms were still intensely holding his cheeks as the sensation of heat began to spread. Both of his eyes bulged as indicating that he was being overwhelmed by a burning anger.

"Goddess, Sita, let's go to your rooms. Don't mind this crazy guy. And Hans, get Oma into the room. Let Oma rest."

Hans nodded obediently. "Your young master."

Dewi and Sita joined hands towards the room they were going to occupy. While Hans, pushing a wheelchair owned by Kartika and deliver the woman aged twilight to enter the room.

"I warn you again, Madam. Do not try to disturb the peace of my future wife. Just a little bit you tease him, I'll make sure that you just stay the name."

Bhumi simply left Wenda alone in the living room. He does not even care if he is considered as an ungodly child. This woman deserves a lesson so as not to overdo it. Looking down on a fellow human being who could be, he was far inferior to the man he was making fun of.

While Wenda, the woman is still in upset mode staring at the back of the stepson who is getting lost behind the pillar. With hateful eyes, the woman stared into the shadow of Bhumi.

Let's just take a look. Who will live first? Am I or are you Arga??

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Sorry for being short, brother... InshaAllah I will be back again.. And sorry also because you have not been able to reply one by one comments Brother-sister all🥰🥰🥰