Princess Zhu Qira Han

Notices...

Not prince...! stop by my woes...

I gave you the babnya....

Awaiting yes... Jangam...

My name is Cisar Alviano Mahardika... You can just call my name... I was only sixteen years old, and now I'm taking the education at one of the High Schools in one of the Private High Schools in my city... I'm now in eleventh grade at Mipa One. Ja.. I'm the daughter of Mipa. more precisely Mipa Satu which means that there I join the smart kids all.

Haha..

you must think I am the owner of this High School, right? I'm the popular kid and stuff. The rich man's son who is in excess. My name is Caisar, which means King. Especially with the name Alviano which means leader or a leader of wolves. A strong and respected leader... The mahardika? You think it's Marga? Then you are wrong. It was the name I myself had pinned because I would make the name Mahardika my future margaret, even though I was not the Emperor though.

I went to private school in SMA which means expensive. Plus this is a school that can be said to be sultan level, here there are no children from the poor even though, the lowest is a child whose parents pay about 20M in a month. You can imagine anyone there. Artist's child scattered here, it is no stranger, if men or women paint here. Because this is where the association of human beings who are very, very beautiful and can also be categorized as perfect (Human Eyes) but in fact there is nothing perfect on this earth? I don't know. His name is also human, always looking for the ugliness of other colleagues around him.

Okay, back to the beginning. I can go to school here because I'm a student because I'm smart, and also get a general champion at the city level during the year of Junior High Yesterday, the error, that's my exam result. the smallest is 9.7...

I'm not the rich kid you think I'm just a parentless kid. I was abandoned by my father and mother at the Festival night, short story I was ten years old when I heard that my father and mother were poor because they were broke. I'm a little kid who still doesn't really understand it leave it all to my parents.

Until we were kicked out of my father's house and my mother invited me and my sisters to play at a very crowded Festival. I was really happy that night. Even though I saw my parents' tears in the flood. But I kept calm and followed everything. Until my youngest brother wanted to drink, so my mother bought a drink, but my father accompanied my mother to buy a drink for fear of anything happening to my mother...

I've actually started to suspect them because I'm a smart kid who easily understands and knows the situation. I can feel if there is an incongruity, actually this is natural for everyone, but what I feel is always true. And that's all I know. I am a very sensitive human being with aurah, but stupid at that time I just believe in them both even though there is something odd. My father's time was more concerned with my mother than the five of us who were little here? Me and my sister?

I was left with my brothers. I was told to look after and take care of them but I just nodded and didn't want to say much. Because I believe my mother and father were good people. I'm also a karate kid making me more confident. But actually I'm still a yellow belt which means nothing.. Haha

When we met my mother and father who bought a drink happened for a long time to make me confused. I was tired and also I was restless. I want to catch up with them but who will keep my sisters here. But I'm afraid my mom and dad are okay. I love them..

Until the day the night, visitors are getting longer and more exhausted. And only a few more people exist. They were the traders who stayed in the fines. I'm getting more and more worried. My sister asked me where my parents were. Moreover, my second brother who had been whining for a drink fortunately there were people passing by and so pity to buy him a mineral drink. So he was calm there were also those who gave us gulali.maybe they pity to see us sitting on this big bag.

I just remembered. If in this bag were all our clothes. No mom and dad clothes. Because they brought their clothes. Do they want to run away and leave us? or? Ah. don't think like Caisar....

“Kak. Later if father and mother are back wake yes.” Said my other sister making me nod with pity. My sister, she defies mats. My eyes were never off the road where my parents left us. I still cradled my youngest brother with a gust. He wants to drink milk, thankfully there is milk here. My mom bought it from the afternoon.

I was tired of making me sit up and stroke my last brother's cheek, who had fallen asleep. Even my other sisters are asleep now. Just me and again. Because maish wants to take care of my sister. Until there was an old man who came to me and gave me a letter. Then I asked from whom. But he shrugged his shoulders and left with his cynicism staring at us.

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there are also novels.

- Hijra the rebellious girl

and

- Girl Move Button Seventh Girl Cupu... Wanna read.

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Introductions...

Caiasar Alviano Mahardika

Don't forget to leave a trace ya guy. This is the first work that the main character is a man..

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Lingling Comingsoon three days more yes, because again make the cover. because it is difficult hebe way.