My beloved Prince Gokil
About the Prada Family
My father divorced my mother maybe only my father and my mother know, they do not really tell me what reasons make them separate.
9 years my father held the status of widower until finally my father married my stepmother Made Kusuma and their marriage was blessed with 2 daughters and a man, namely Nilam Sari and Arya kusuma.
My father was a firm and cold figure like a block of ice, everything that was said was an indisputable word.
I was less close to my father because we rarely met, when I was a child I was taken care of by my biological mother Gayatri and my budeku Megah.
After graduating from High School I joined my father and attended a state school, after high school I actually had studied design majors but my father ordered me to major in business economics, inevitably as big as a meter I just stay and change majors.
Tyo is my best friend since I was in High School, besides there is also Siswono Adera they are my best friends.
I continued school in Jakarta, the capital city that is notoriously cruel with hiru dikuknya, the largest university there opened my world, I would be free from the rules of the palace that must and requires this is it, it is, weeeezz just got dizzy.
I am in Jakarta know a lot of people because of my personal low profile, and my handsome face carries its own magnet, yes maybe because of the demands of association in the big city, I turned into a naughty teenager, he said, like often to discos or nightclubs almost every week I always make events treat friends to ajojing 😁😁😁.
Often I go to discos and change women just to accompany me to drink or happy - happy I get nicknames.
"PRINCE ******HAPPY"
yeah after happy - happy out back home makes me lonely again.
Although I like changing women but I never once fucked them, although there are often people who ask for it for example Rossa.
"Prince I want to give up everything for you, so slave of your lust I would like to stay with you" Rossa said.
"I'm sorry Rossa I don't want to ruin your life, you're good you deserve a man who really loves you" I said reassuringly.
"Come on, prince, don't be a hypocrite, don't you want something more than just a friend??, even if I'm pregnant I'll never sue you for a bit," The more Rossa tempted me to strip her of clothes in front of me, I who began to grow sultry with her behavior drove her away.
"Wear clothes and get out of here, I don't want to see you anymore" I snapped.
"Ciiih hypocrites," said Rossa.
"Basar dikasih do not want, at least he did not want a woman," he said from the end of the corridor room in my home.
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When I was 23 years old I was in my brother Dwi Ratna Kusuma, at the age of 20 years he married a young man of Chinese descent named Steve Wong, they dated more than 2 years. it's the first time I've met Mom after that divorce, my dad's my sister's guardian.
Party done in the palace all happy all happy.
"When is it coming??" the voice from behind shocked me he was widyowati a distant relative of my father.
"Eeh bude wid," then I kissed the back of her hand.
"You've grown up a virgin, handsome again, do you have a lover??" tanyanya full of slidik.
"Aagh has not yet budeh wid, I am still focused on pursuing my education, and still want to continue S2 and many ideals - ideals that I have not achieved and I have not been able to support people's children, too, if he arrived - did he get married?? how's it??" my speech gave an adult digestible reason😊😊
"Well if it's budeh wid excuse me first, you take care of health yes leh," said he kissed my forehead.
"Injih budeh," kissed the butt of his hand.
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One year after the marriage of Dwi Ratna Kusuma, suddenly they decided to divorce, it is not clear why and why there should be a separation between them, as far as I know Steve is too busy with his work to make him rarely go home, Dwi is not the type of woman who is spoiled and complicated.
Whenever asked Dwi always silent and never issued a word, the percerain shook his soul, he became a parent and often daydreaming.
"If you have a problem with your mas brother's story, your kakangmas are ready to help you," I said trying to calm him down.
"Ndak kangmas - nothing - I just want it myself first," he said.
2 years after the divorce Dwi remarried to my dear colleague, she married a widower and when Dwi became pregnant the man left her, she said, it turns out that men are many mistresses ranging from artists to top models, again - again divorce so the end of the romance Dwi.
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