Love, Treasure And Erlita

Chapter 1

At exactly twelve o'clock in the evening, the driver got into the villa and took Erlita and Jihan, who were drunk, home. Pratiwi who happened to be able to sleep that night because he was worried about Erlita, angry and disappointed to see Erlita, the favorite grandson who was always well guarded and educated, was stoned because of liquor.

When Erlita woke up that afternoon, Pratiwi was already sitting with her sharp gaze and cold face. Erlita knew very well the meaning of that facial expression, an anger and disappointment. Although her head still felt dizzy and her stomach was entangled, Erlita tried to immediately get up and accept her grandmother's anger.

“Have it done?”

A question that Erlita did not expect at all.

"Ah, yes, Yang.”

“Then you will have heard well the words of Eyang.”

Erlita nodded. He was curious about the punishment he would receive this time.

“Next week you will marry the man of choice Eyang.”

“But The –“

“Married or out of the Susbihardayan family lineage and exiled abroad!"

What a terrible choice. Erlita doesn't want both. But he knew exactly that his grandmother was not the kind of person who was easy to lobby.

However, forcing himself to choose one of them is the same as a life sentence for him.Because he is a nobody without the frills Susbihardayan behind his name and married to someone he does not love will also bring a lifetime of suffering for him.

Suddenly he regretted following Jihan's invitation to get drunk that night.

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Day before...

That day Erlita was very excited because she would be even twenty years old. In addition to being allowed to manage his own shares, Erlita will get special gifts as a tradition for descendants of Susbihardayan nobles who even aged twenty years. He will get a family villa as a private residence, so he can freely do anything there, including celebrating his dream birthday party.

Erlita had long been waiting for that day. He wants to invite his friends and best friends, especially Dean, his girlfriend, to celebrate the twenty-year party of his life's achievements. Although not yet arguably successful because it has not worked alone like its cousins, Erlita feels quite proud to be able to go through two years as a business management student well.

He has designed a private party in the villa which is now officially his. Although it is located outside the city, but the villa is not too far away and can be reached only by two hours drive by car. He can't wait to spend the most beautiful night of his life with Dean. He imagined they would be alone the night after the party ended, fondling to enjoy the youthful desire that was tempestuous between the two.

So excited, that morning he came to the dinner table at the earliest. Soon Pratiwi, Erlita's seventy-five-year-old grandmother who was still fit and beautiful, joined them. Pratiwi, the widow of Suryo Susbihardayan, the only son of the Susbihardayan noble family, was the most powerful and feared figure in their residence.

Breakfast together seems to be part of an unwritten ritual that must be followed by Susbihardayan family members who are at home. Although sick, while still able to sit, they are obliged to join. So, that day all the other family members immediately joined for breakfast together in the main dining room in the mother house.

The Susbihardayan family home consists of three main buildings, namely the mother house occupied by Pratiwi and Erlita, then the pavilion on the right wing which is inhabited by Sania, Prasetyo and Kenny, and the left wing pavilion in Bramantyo, Farah, Johan and Jihan.

Since childhood, Erlita has been orphaned and only lives with Pratiwi, her grandmother with a dozen servants who take care of their house every day. Erlita's father, Danuarta Susbihardayan, died in a wood factory fire he managed when Erlita was four years old. Two years later, Naina, Erlita's mother also died from drowning in a river and her body has not been found until now.

As the granddaughter of her first child, Erlita was greatly pampered by her grandmother. Although an orphan he never experienced any shortcomings in his life. He always gets what he wants so Erlita grows up to be a person who does not like to work hard, lazy, willing to win alone and bossy, likes to rule by himself.

“Ta, will the party be?" Jehan breaks the silence at the dinner table.

“Be, Brother. Lo, Brother Kenny and Brother Johan can also follow if you want."

"Tante can come too, right, Ta?" Sania who is also a hobby of hurrah does not want to miss.

“No way! It's called a private party. So the guests of choice and name aunt are not on the list.” reject Erlita smooth with a joking tone.

He did not want his aunt to mess up the party plans of young people who had been arranged very neatly.

“Ta, eyang don't want you to spend the night there. After the party, the driver will directly take you home.” as usual Pratiwi always adds his terms and conditions to almost all of Erlita's big plans.

“But Yang, Lita has been twenty years. Time yes still have to follow the clock malem eyang.”

Pratiwi looked at Erlita sharply. Knowing that her grandmother's deathly gaze was a sign of a threat to her, Erlita relented.

“Oke, The.”

In the evening, Erlita's friends had gathered at the villa. They finished all the dishes Erlita prepared, then sang and danced together to the fullest. In the middle of the party, Jihan suddenly came carrying a few bottles of liquor. As a model, cigarettes and booze were commonplace for Jihan.

That night he wanted to share his happiness with his cousin on his birthday. The party became even more lively after the presence of liquor brought by Jihan.

Half-drunk, Jihan doesn't even hesitate to kiss Peter, her ex-boyfriend, lustfully in front of Erlita's friends. The party became even more crazy because almost everyone who was there was drunk and started doing strange things, he said, like babbling and angry is not clear even Erlita so follow carried away and kissed also with Dean, her lover.

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