Hope Becomes Reality

Episode 20: Betting with the wrong person

"What's? Is that Mr Brodi?"

"No, it's really him! What's he doing here?"

Everyone was shocked by the presence of someone very rich, Brodi.

All of their shock was not over, the more they all got into the party, the more important people were at the party, ranging from high-class bosses to lower-class bosses, the more, they all came to the party.

They all instantly realized that it was a party from the first time they came, it could all be seen from the lavishly decorated decorations in every corner of the school, the school said, even the school parking lot is also filled with luxury cars.

Ardi, Rifki, and Septo could only look with disbelief. "What's going on here?" That's what they're thinking right now.

"All of you have arrived at the party, wait and celebrate happily, you can drink or eat whatever is here." The message again appeared in that special group, everyone instantly fell silent and went back to look at each other.

A little later, they began to enjoy the party and began to eat or drink what had been provided, as well as the teachers who had been invited before.

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"Can I throw a party at school?"

"Of course, sir, you definitely can, I'll prepare all of them."

"Thank you for the help."

That was roughly the headmaster's conversation with a mysterious person this morning, and the principal could only bow and obey the person on the phone. The sound of his voice coming out of the phone, the person would have been old enough and had a hoarse and echoing voice.

That's what led to this party being made in the end, but who's that guy? It's still a mystery.

"Tests, well, thank you for coming to this party, you all have received invitations based on different colors and writings."

All immediately fell silent and a direct view was directed towards an available stage.

"Whataaa? That's Mr Willbord! How could he be at this party." Everyone was immediately shocked, especially the students/i who saw that.

Who does not know him, he is the third richest man in Jakarta, everyone has known how he pioneered his career when he was still difficult, he said, even the girls wanted to approach him because of his treasure, who else could accept an old man other than because of his treasure.

But, of course his treasures were not comparable to the Liken family, a very rich family number 1 in the world, that was the Ardi family. However, even so, the Willbord family was also a wealthy person whose treasures would not run out until the 10th descendant, then what about the Liken family huh? It's hard to imagine.

"It is fitting that he is able to invite Brodi, his entire fortune is almost equivalent to Mr. Brodi's, although there is still more to Mr. Brodi's fortune."

"Well, I'm lucky to be here!"

Ardi and Brodi had actually exchanged glances before, and Brodi had understood to hide Ardi's identity in front of all his friends, even though he was eager to greet him with respect.

Everyone had almost forgotten about their purpose in coming to this place, they were all still amazed by the people around them.

"Listen to everything, as I said earlier, everyone can sit on a chair and table according to the invitation card received." Said Mr. Willbord.

"Words written in black and white background please sit in the back seat, Words written in gold and black background please sit in the middle seat with a blue table, and for the last invitation card is a card written in dark blue and red background and has a decoration in each corner of the invitation card, which is, for those who accept it please sit in the middle seat together with the honorable people who have been invited before." Obviously Mr. Willbord is very thorough.

Everyone immediately looked to the invitation cards they received each, a small percentage of people felt disappointed by the invitation they received, and they could only accept the reality.

The students/i and also the teacher who received the invitation letter, after hearing his words they immediately saw the invitation card, as expected earlier, the writing was written in gold and a black background which meant that a special place had been provided for them.

All invitations including the students/i and also the teacher began to occupy the seats that have been provided, in contrast to Ardi, he got an invitation written in dark blue and red background. That is, Ardi must occupy a special seat that is reserved specifically for honorable people, of course it is at Bimo's own will.

"Hey poor boy! Why you go there, you son don't know yourself." Right after Ardi wanted to step foot toward the special table that had been provided, he heard someone sneering.

"Well! It's none of your business, anyway I bet I could definitely occupy that seat." Said Ardi casually.

"Uhhh, someone is trying to bet you guys, well I bet if you can I'll give you 50 million." Said a rich student who one school with Ardi, the difference he majored in IPS.

"Me too, I bet 25 million."

"I bet 10 million."

"We too, we will each bet 200 thousand rupiah." Said one student standing on behalf of the other student, they also agreed and just nodded.

Unlike the others, Rifki just kept quiet and did not even move at all, he had lost a bet before and would not fall into the same hole.

"Heh Rifki, you don't want a bet." Said a student insinuating.

"So, I don't want to bet and waste my time." Rifki said with a joke.

"It looks like I'm going to make a lot of money today, thanks to Bimo, because of him I get to sit in a special chair." Ardi muttered, feeling amazed by Bimo and happy.

As he began his footsteps, he was startled by the synchronous voice of the entire student, "Stop!"

"Jeez Ardi, we haven't made a deal for elo, and you just walk away." Said one of the schoolgirls while patting her eel.

"Oh yeah, go ahead."

"Well, we will give you all the bets we guarantee you if you succeed, and if you don't, you have to lick one by one our shoes and have to dance like a freak in this crowd." Said a student in glasses and started making a letter on the blank A4 paper he was carrying.

TB

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