Prince Of Curse (Prince of Curse)

Episode 6: Identity

On top of his bed, Dea was dumbfounded unceasingly. Because the Prince was sitting with a moment of despair on the floor, while moving all the items to float with his magical power.

The Dea Room looked like a room without gravity right now. The girl who owns the kmar is speechless. Like he was in an imaginary world. It was unexpected that such a supernatural power actually existed.

"I still have my powers, so why can't I disappear?" The prince looked at both of his palms. He could not return to dwell in the painting Telang flowers.

"Then just live like a normal human being. You must know a lot about the modern world, right?" proposed Dea, crawling forward near the distraught Prince.

"can't. The world you live in is very noisy. I'd rather stay in that painting. It's not good for me to be side by side with so many hypocritical creatures anyway."

Having no compassion, the Prince had killed many people. Including the entire Dea family, and her ex-boyfriend. Because of his promise to the Gods to protect the girl. Not a single person could make Dea hurt, until her death came. As Dea muttered and cursed them with insults, the Prince deemed Dea's pain unbearable, so he chose to kill anyone who hurt Dea.

"Why indeed? Aren't you yourself a very cruel creature? Hypocrisy was also included in the cruel attitude." Dea grumbled as she stared cynically. A murderer could talk about it.

"Because I don't have feelings. I can kill anyone with this power." The prince clenched his hands, until all the goods in Dea's room fell. Includes a 10x10 photo frame, where there is a Dea farewell photo during High School.

"Woy...! shite...!" Dea threw a bolster pillow at the Prince's head violently. The photo was one of the most memorable things in his life.

The prince was bowed with both jaws hardened. "Why are you being disrespectful to me?!"

"Why do you carelessly touch my stuff?!" pekik Dea.

"I didn't touch him! You should have more respect for me as a prince..."

"Cursed?" timpal Dea with lips up next.

The Prince's lips were frozen instantly, he wanted to be angry with the humiliation Dea had said just now. But that's a fact.

"At least I'm a lot older than you." The prince stood up and ruffled his waist, hoping that Dea would bow down and give her respect.

"You should be a fossil by now." wrote Dea down from the bed to pack the broken frame. But because he was not careful his fingers were injured because they were pierced by glass fragments.

"awhh.." groaned Dea as he pressed his fingertips. Blood clots poked, making Dea difficult to pull out the glass fragments.

The prince did not remain silent. He grabbed Dea's hand, then healed her in just an instant.

"See..? I am so different from humans. That's why I can't mingle with you guys any longer. You have to kill me immediately."

"But I can't do that right now..!" whinek Dea desperate.

The bell of the house of Dea rang, removing the two visible beings from the debate. Dea immediately went down to check, who the people who came there were.

"Good day, miss." said a man, shortly after Dea's body emerged from the doorway. That person was Gala, who was about to convey something.

"The officials of the office want the lady's decision for the inauguration of the President Director. They all voted in opposition. And as a middle ground, I propose the biggest shareholders take decisions. This records the data of the candidates. Please read carefully and be present at the inauguration tomorrow."

Gala handed some brown envelopes to Dea. Indeed, as the heirs of Dea can not decide which is best for the company. But as the largest shareholder, Dea is obliged to vote on this decision.

"Both are corrupt officials. You will lose if you choose them." said the Prince from behind Dea. He had been watching the people around Dea for a long time. So he knows very well which ones are sincere, and which ones are just mode.

Seeing the figure of a foreign man in the Dea house, made Gala think no-no. Is Dea stuck in free association?

"Who..you?" Gala scanned the Prince's appearance from top to bottom.

"Me, Prince.."

Not finished the Prince introduced himself, Dea made the Prince shut up by stepping on the tip of his foot.

"He's my driver, he's come to ask for a job" Dea replied. Afterwards he looked cynically at the Prince. Who would believe the mythological story of today?

Of course the Prince did not accept it, he even bent the face of the prince. Although damned he still has direct ties as a descendant of the king. It's nice that the little girl called him a driver.

"Supir? Why don't you tell me, miss?" Gala looks worried. He had received the trust of Dea's late parents, to ensure that Dea lived a decent life.

"It's okay, after all you must be very busy."

"Then may I see his resume?" Gala wanted to make sure, what the man was is a good man.

"uhuh..?" Dea was confused.

Not understanding their conversation, the Prince whispered to Dea. "What is a resume? Is that the language of the derivation of the lecherous word as you said earlier? Does he also think I'm that kind of person?"

"The resume is self-data, do you have a ID card or something?" reply Dea whispered. Making Gala look increasingly suspicious.

"What is a KTP?"

The word makes Dea clap jidat. How's now? Gala has already seen it, so Gala will find out her background for security.

"Why..? Is he gonna cause any trouble? I can erase his memory if you want." whispered the Prince offering a solution.

Dea ignored the Prince, he took a few steps forward and spoke to Gala. Not long after that Gala nodded and immediately said goodbye from there.

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