Sleeping Flower

The noble family is complicated!

"I'm sorry mom, son, because of your dad's problem. I have to leave you at this place, later if you're 20 years old, at that time your mom and dad will pick you up. I'm sorry....." the crying voice of a mother embracing her child with a vague face was visible.

"oe oe oe oekk!" the sound of baby crying makes the atmosphere crisp.

"quick! before those people come!" said the man beside her.

"sorry mother, son, I love you so much." she put her daughter in the door of the home. Amidst the heavy rain the sound of the baby caught the attention of the orphanage family and brought him inside with just a thick white blanket depicting a red rose and a rose pendant as the sign of the child.

"ah!!, siall" I cried awake from sleep.

"Yelvin Alora!! you slept in the dad's class? after the class is finished you clean the class. this is also a lesson for all of you who are here, if there is a lecturer who explains do not try to sleep what else makes a sound so loud. understand?" said history lecturer.

"yes sir!" all the students and I were embarrassed.

~completed class~

"gilak lo ya sleep in the history class?" rahma said looking at me.

"wrong eyes that can't be fooled. ok?" I answered taking a broom in the corner of the class.

"cepet mengesin trus us to the canteen" said Rahma took a cell phone in his.

"hmm," I answered briefly.

after finishing cleaning the class we went to the cafeteria for lunch and dinner with the menu prepared here, here, people who have enough families can eat with their family business cards while students with government fees will eat with a special government assistance card.

if the card has been discane then the withdrawn meal money comes from the family while the student government fees will be free, of course the menu and portions will be very different.

"lo pack a necklace from Saint's grandfather?" asked Rahma glanced at my necklace.

"yes, which bracelet?" askaku.

"dengerin yes! my shirt today is not punk style so it does not fit" he said eating his food.

"okay, will you go to the bus? teach me the history stuff, huh?" my door to Rahma.

"study again?" ask while chewing.

"yeah! you know my historical value is worse than yours?" I said I also ate my food.

"but only the history of Yev! the other you're much taller. I got B-you got A+ lo!" chirped.

"just teach me the noble lineage?" I asked again with a clear look.

"okay! don't call me that again understand?" he said a little annoyed.

"haha, ready!" teasekku kidding.

rahma's great-grandfather is a descendant of nobility.if I don't remember wrongly, his great-grandfather was the 4th prince in his century. then it's no wonder that now his family works in the field. His father Rahma is the best army general in the city, his older brother the police commander, as well as his uncle who serves as the political minister, but to his surprise is his own unseen Rahma from the family, y'all know?? they all contributed to the country and Rahma who looked like she was going against the country. When I asked her that she just said 'this is not a fight, just a sense of challenge that has been done' that is how she said.

after we finished our meal we went to the library to study, as promised, he taught me until I understood.

"what air? the blood is derived, so inevitably my understanding has been attached. from childhood has been taught family history, you do not understand my navel as a child." he lamented while cleaning the book.

"alright, now let's eat ice crim! I'm treating you because you've been a very good teacher.better than the lecturer, hahaha!" I said.

"he's still my family lo Yev" he said coldly.

"masa? how did you know?" many surprised.

"i also just found out when yesterday you ran home, he went to the house I kept my father said he was still family" said Rahma.

"what kind of family relationship is there in the noble family?" tanyaku.

"you are!. aiss! will not understand me." said Rahma in a relaxed tone.

"willing to know, tell me? this girl is very curious.!" candaku.

"what the hell is your behavior?" answer smiled.

"let me know." I said a little curiously.

"okay so he's the grandson of my father's uncle whose younger brother is my family's youngest son, the 4th century prince" he replied in a quick tone. while I was silent in the place thinking about it for a very long time.

"hey! let's go get some ice crim! even diem. who told the story?" rahma said pulling my hand.

"for a while if the 4th prince had a great-grandson brother from the nephew eh how the hell?" I am the one who is still thinking hard.

"confused? I also do not need to think because it is not important" said Rahma.

then we walked to buy ice cream after that parted in the parking lot because there was no more class.

"don't you want to go to a hangout first? there's Reza lo!" rahma said he heated his motor.

"i don't want to learn any more while streaming" I replied entering the car.

"learn trus aja there, I'm the 20th champion in the class just do not think. tomorrow if there is time to stop by gih sought after reza the other" said Rahma run the bike.

"okay!" I shouted a little loudly so that Rahma heard it.

Reza was the friend Rahma knew to me. He was the head of a race car gang outside the city, we first met when he accidentally met at the hangout. at that time Rahma who had been friends with him introduced me as his best friend.then from that time we also exchanged mobile numbers, and added wec*at. he used to shoot me in front of other gang boys but I didn't take it, I never expected this and tolerated us to stay friends like before.

then I stared at the windshield of my car, my face getting more moist due to the scincare of the endorse last month.

"the product is good! buy a package tomorrow!" I said looking until my eyes diverted to the pendant on my neck.

"do you ever see this locket?" where??"

the more greget, right? it will heat up so read on!! love you❤