Miss Yeti is No Ordinary PSK

Who're You?

"Do you want Sir?"

Yati immediately dodged, as Mr. Wasito's hand wanted to block his arm.

"Answer! Who're You?"

Mr. Wasito forces Yati, to answer questions from him, who wants to know who Yati really is.

"Is that important?"

Irritatedly, Mr. Wasito clenched his hand. Perhaps if Yati was a man, the same as him, Mr. Wasito had already given him a raw bogem.

Mr. Wasito is unlikely to hit a woman, as that would make his dignity as a Great Lord in this area denigrated.

Apparently, in this small town, Mr. Wasito is famous as a successful businessman, in his field. These are the shops, which are not only in front of this hotel, but are scattered in various places in this small town.

"What do you want?" ask Mr. Wasito again.

Actually, Yati was already reluctant to speak again. He also intends to leave immediately, and not interfere or be curious again, with his biological father.

There was such great disappointment, which Yati regretted, for having to find her real father who was like this.

Yesterday, Yati thought that, her father lived in a small town area, or the countryside in simplicity.

Life devoted itself to society, because of the skills he had, when he joined the Grandfather, who used to be his Great Lord.

But it turns out that his father, Mr. Wasito, practiced what he learned and understood, during his time working with Grandfather in his youth. That is exposing beautiful girls, to be used as entertainers in this hotel, or in messages through online, by customers from various circles.

Mr. Wasito's expertise empowers the young girls' potential, just like Grandpa's dark business, which takes beautiful girls abroad.

Mr. Wasito applied the knowledge he had gained from his former Great Lord, in his present life.

And since he was the former personal bodyguard of a general, of course, his posture still looked good until at his age that could no longer be called young.

Moreover, this business continued to grow, and he also did not have a family as other normal people.

Mr. Wasito is not married, and only plays with the girls, who come with him as a waiter of his shops, which are scattered in various places.

If it was daytime, the girls would serve the buyers, and be entertainers at night.

Yati is very sad, imagining how her father is now. 'Him right, my life is also not far from the life done by my father. As it turns out, everything has to do, even though I do not serve different types of men every night.'

In my heart, Yati really did not expect, if that is the life of the father, which is almost the same as himself.

'Meaning, Mr. Andre knows how the real father behaved. And he wouldn't, if Grandpa's woman, my own mother, would have been more disappointed, if he had known, the truth about the man. Or it could be, the mother's life will be even more miserable, if at that time must live together with the father.'

Yati said in her heart. He had no idea, if Mr. Wasito, had planned anything to prevent him from leaving his hotel.

"Sorry Mister. I have to go back home."

Yati tried to fare well. He was already unwilling to tell all the truth about his relationship, with the Wasito lord.

Mr. Wasito can't prevent it anymore. But there was a mysterious-looking smile on Mr. Wasito's face, so Yati had to be more vigilant.

And it was realized by Yati, when she got near her car was.

Front and rear tires of Yati cars, deflated.

"Wowww...perfect!"

Yati's words sounded incredible in the ears of anyone, who heard them. Including mr. Wasito himself.

He even felt astonished, as no maki caci came out from the mouth of the girl who had been arguing with him. Moreover, the flat tire of the car, indeed planned by Mr. Wasito himself, to sabotage the girl, in order to remain in his hotel.

"Why should a car tire be its victim?" yati asked, without looking at Mr. Wasito.

But, of course, Mr. Wasito understood the purpose of Yati's question. Because the question was directed at him.

Hearing the answer which was a question as well, and it impressed more as a challenge to Yati, he finally walked closer again, to where Lord Wasito stood.

With a definite and elegant step, Yati looked with a keen eye, though she knew, Mr. Wasito would not know, because the large glasses with his black lenses, were still perched sweetly on his face.

"You challenged me Sir?" ask Yati, with a seductive accent.

A smile paled, appearing to adorn the face of Mr. Wasito. His high self-confidence, to be able to conquer women, rose again, because the woman who had challenged him and debated him, now came before him.

"Do we still need to talk anymore?" asked Mr. Wasito, who looked different, with the look in his eyes.

There was something he wanted to vent, when he saw the existence of Yati, who was currently ads before his eyes.

Yati laughed in her heart. 'I'll do it with my own father? It's crazy, and I'm still sane!' yati said without being able to be heard by Mr. Wasito.

"Come," asked Mr. Wasito, by positioning his hand, so that it can be held by Yati.

But Yati brushed off the hand. He walked towards the direction of the hotel loby, which currently looked deserted.

"You're sure, will do here, not in the room?" asked Mr. Wasito, who was still confident that, Yati came back from being fascinated with what she had.

"I don't need to talk anymore."

And the answer given by Yati, made Lord Wasito wide-eyed to hear it.

He did not expect, if he would get a big fish, with a rare breed.

For sure this will provide a new experience, for the game so far.

"Do you want to be here?" asked Mr. Wasito once again, to Yati. Though the truth is, the question is, to convince himself.

"Related," Yati replied, with her sweet and heart-wrenching smile.

Mr. Wasito had no idea what surprise he would receive from this beautiful girl.

His feelings that he could not bear, made him forget, if he had wanted to investigate who exactly the girl who looked challenging and did not fear anything.

Unfortunately, when he sat on the sofa in the hotel lobby, and Yati was still standing in his place, his phone rang.

Tang Ting - Tung!

Tang Ting - Tung!

"Ahhh, shit!"

Mr. Wasito cursed while checking his phone.

Yati wanted to laugh, when she saw how the obvious annoyance on Mr. Wasito's face.

But, of course, Yati did not want to ignore her father's feelings. (Lord Wasito is Yati's father, whose real name is Tama )

And when Mr. Wasito wanted to receive the call, he looked surprised, when he saw Yati showing the Flower Brooch, which had just been taken from his bag.

The deg!

"You_who exactly are you?"

Stuttering, Lord Wasito asked with his pias-looking face.

"Consideration is good."

That was the only answer given by Yati.

And it had made Lord Wasito even more deathly pale, for it was not to be expected that, his former life, and that he had buried deeply, had now appeared without him expecting before.