My Girlfriend's Account Balance

Sama

Pramana clenched her forehead, heaving a rough sigh, she instead hid herself on the second floor. Ask the butler to check on the situation in the room.

The butler gulped down his saliva, knocking on the door several times. Until finally the door opened Fujiko, the sharp eyes of the butler looked, there was no whereabouts of Raka there. Is the young master hiding?

"There's a...what?" ask Fujiko.

"It's nothing, I just heard a noise from-" The words of the butler stopped staring at Nadila who just came out of the bathroom soaking wet, adinda also came out of the bathroom. While Raka finally came out from under the bed.

"What's this?" Maybe that's what's on his mind. She doesn't know how everyone can be in Fujiko's room.

The woman chuckled."Sorry to make a fuss, there's some damage in my room. Raka fixed the bottom of the bed. While mom and Nadila helped me fix the tap water."

"Do I need to call the repairman madam?" asked the butler looking down politely to pay his respects to Adinda.

"No need..." The answer from him walked away followed by Raka. Nadila and Fujiko remained in the same room. I don't know what that pair of nemesis did.

However, as long as it is not something that is harmful it is not a problem for the butler.

"Miss Nadila will stay here?" ask the butler.

"Yes.I want to create content with my sister-in-law." Logical reasons for it. The butler walked out and closed the door.

Ordered one of the maids to stand guard in front of Fujiko's room. His goal? Of course to keep Fujiko safe. Remember a shark is now in a room with a pelican. Any of the remaining faults of the bird may be its feathers, when torn apart by sharks. At that time Raka will be angry and leave Pramana to leave. That's what the butler was afraid of.

But nothing happened after that. Nadila stepped out of Fujiko's room, after two hours had passed.

While Pramana put her forehead staring suspiciously.

*

Wedding receptions, prepared, dresses as well as various decorations are not to be missed at all. However, the sacred promise will be made only with the presence of Jovi (father of Nadila) and Adinda. A reason to use the company's needs so that Pramana is not present.

However, Fujiko and Raka are actually sitting there waiting for the reception time. There is no wedding at all. Only Nadila who was silent with Jovi turned her head towards her daughter.

"So you know that?" ask her to Raka.

"Yes." answered the young man sitting in the wooden chair behind them.

Jovi sighed harshly staring at his daughter."Let's go!" he said he did not want the princess to be in legal trouble.

However, unexpectedly the father's hand was brushed aside."I still want to do this. Because this is my life's purpose..." Words with a flat face, staring into the empty background. Imagine that she is married to her lover. If the accident had not happened.

"What goal!? Everything has failed! You won't be able to become the hostess of the Pramana family!" jovi snapped, momentarily shedding his tears, lowering his tone to his daughter."Sorry, dad yelled at you. But you're the only father's family."

Nadila shook her head."Dad has Valentino..."

"Valentino?" Jovi scrunched his forehead.

"Dad misunderstood my true purpose. Have you ever visited mom's grave? There was the tomb of an unknown person beside him." The words from Nadila's lips with eyes were still staring towards the altar.

"The tomb?" Jovi was silent, every visit to the tomb of his ex-wife he was only focused on telling about Nadila. Never noticed or remembered the area around.

"You mean you have a grandson?" ask Jovi.

Nadila nodded, giving a piece of paper containing the address and name of the husband and wife to her father."Her name is Valentino, but I won't be a good mother. That's why I left it to another family. I hope that if you meet him, don't acknowledge him as a grandson. Seeing her happy with her new family from afar was enough" she asked.

"A. I have a grandson. I'll..." Jovi's sentence was cut.

Nadila shook her head."No, don't give my son the choice to choose us or the parents who raised him. You can love as a grandfather who only knows. Don't see him unless his family doesn't make him happy."

Jovi bowed with tears flowing non-stop. A picture of a child in his face. Such a beautiful child, just like his daughter. But have a nose that is not so snubby, and may grow quite high.

"We live happily three together!" Jovi.

"No, my goal is to become a mistress, just to step on Dwiguna. He killed the father of my son. I should have been married, Dahlan too. She should now be working in my father's company. I should have a full family. I want him dead, I want him dead with me..." Nadila Mummings.

"Don't ruin your life for revenge! You deserve to be happy!" jovi snaps at his daughter.

"Dad, we don't know each other for a day or two. Dad knows about the personality disorder I'm having. I will never be happy in my entire life. Or maybe I'm going to kill Valentino, and I'm just going to meet Dahlan. So you want me to be happy, don't you?" nadila asked, her cold hands touching the father's cheeks.

"No. You must-" The sentence is truncated.

"If I'm lucky I'll stay alive. But even if I end up dead. I will remain in the hearts of my father and son. So don't get in my way, this is your daughter's request. The only thing I want is for you to keep an eye on how my son grows." Pinta Nadila, crying sobbing for the first time, after Dahlan's death.

Jovi clenched his hand. Never against the wishes of his daughter. Psychological stress from a small, sense of loss is the cause. Her sweet daughter turned into a demon.

And this time, only this time the smile was seen in the heartfelt tears of her daughter."Dad didn't ask for anything. I just want you to be happy. Wherever you are..."

A father who realizes how bad his daughter is doing. Even put money into helping the princess. Understanding the nature of his daughter, it cannot be hindered. Take him to a psychologist? He did it when Nadila was a teenager. But worse results in getting it. His son had been away from home for days with a knife in his hand about to kill the stepfather in prison.

Eventually a young man named Dahlan contacted him. Nadila was at her house. Maybe that was his only meeting with the person who managed to melt his daughter's heart.

Expect nothing more, knowing everything. Dragging Nadila to see a psychologist? It would probably be the last day he met his daughter. Perhaps more people will die for his daughter's purpose of revenge.

"Dad loves you.." Jovi's words were full of tightness in his chest. Not agreeing with his daughter's choice. However, it cannot oppose it. Whatever he's doing is just to protect Nadila.

*

While Fujiko who was sitting behind them let out her tears. With a swift Raka who wears the groom's clothes gives a handkerchief.

Instead of tears, Fujiko took out all her snot on a handkerchief."It's!" she said she returned her husband's handkerchief.

Raka sighed violently then without the slightest disgust of reinserting the handkerchief that had been dirty, slightly rolling it up.

"Why not get thrown away?" ask Fujiko.

"Until the house I wash again, the sun can then still be used again." Logical answer from Raka.

"This wedding is fake. Catering dishes can be wrapped, right? How about selling half the price to the kids at the boarding house." Brilliant idea from Raka. Remembering the dish of the sacred promise pronunciation event that will be wasted.

"How much sold?" the question from Fujiko that this time has become equally miserly.