Story The Jutek Tomboy

CHAPTER 12

And this is where I stand now, in front of the money machine and serving customers who come to coffee there are those who just order drinks there are also those who all order food.

ALONA POV OFF}

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ALVARO POV}

As you know my name is ananda alvaro pratama I am the second son of Bramantiyo pratama and fara aditama.

My father was a great businessman who was feared and respected by many people not a few who tried to eliminate him. While my mother is the Queen of a gangster famous for his cruelty that does not hesitate to kill opponents with his own hands.

For an enemy who dares to touch the Queen's family, then not only the treasures of the family's throne and office are lost but also lives!

My family's identity is very much hidden and guarded. It's for our safety, his children. Media and time only know that Bramantiyo pratama family has 3 boys without them knowing the name of the age and place they live.

I have two brothers, my brother and sister. my brother lives with my parents he goes wherever my parents go his age has stepped 20 years he was introduced and published his identity to the relationship and co-workers of my father. He has been given the responsibility of taking care of one of the company's branches in London. 

My sister is only 11 years old. He was very spoiled but his intelligence down my mother's high iQ made him a golden boy for my papa. But he chose to live with his grandfather in Japan.

Then me? I used to be very close to my mother but after she was depressed I was alienated and kept away from her I was sent to the grandmother's house from the family pratama. After a few years I decided to go home and settle in Indonesia I chose to live alone with simplicity but still with the supervision of my papa. I chose a simple school so that not many asked with my identity at that time.

A few weeks later, I met a quiet little girl named Alona. During school there, I did not interact with many people but I felt interested to invite the girl named Alona to get acquainted.

But not according to my guesses he refused to get acquainted with me, many times I tried to offer my hand job to him many times also he refused "Maniss " that's the right word for me to make her a nickname.

Until finally one day my efforts came to fruition, slowly he wanted to accept me as his friend for many years I met him to become a friend oh yes I forgot one friend his name is Salma he is the opposite of Lona and I was like a complement between the three of us.

I never told Salma or Lona my identity let alone my family background, fortunately I could always avoid if there were questions that led up to it.

Until now I have always accompanied him wherever he wants. It seems that I fell too deeply into his charms I knew all the difficulties he had been through all this time I was a loyal listener of all his complaints. I never get tired of giving her support and support.

But he doesn't seem to feel the same way as me. Or maybe she couldn't interpret every concern I showed her?.

This afternoon after school as usual I drove him to coffee kak ririn. In the middle of our conversation Titiba arrived I would love to tease him.

" yes, why?" Jasannua began to wonder. I hung up my words so that he would become more curious about the solubility

" emhh but.. "I continued the one I hung back. "but. may I live with you for the rest of my life" I continued with a satisfied laughter.

" you can be found not!" He said a little sewot

" in what the bul from earlier coco dieum ko just no longer paddled the bike aj.." said I was cut by the word that made me surprised.

" dieum in my heart means. bwahahaha" he replied with a laugh that was no less lively than my laughter earlier. Long silent words he woke me from the daydream "no I can also grumble emang you doang blwee" he said while sticking my tongue out at the edge of my ear

Not expecting the intention of the heart teasing him even I was dumbstruck with the reckless rumble. Fortunately, I found a mosque in front of me,

this is my chance to neutralize my heartbeat first. Coincidentally it has entered dzuhur time.

After the heart prayer has begun to calm down again I continue my journey to take Lona to coffee kak ririn coincidentally today lona sip afternoon so it will not be too late when I get there.

After until I say goodbye to the lona with various reasons of course I do not go home to the small and simple house that I live in today. but I went home to my papa's house in Jakarta because I got a message to go home to my papa there.

Looks like there will be something serious that I want to talk about not usually I was suddenly told to go home to Jakarta.

All has been prepared by my papa I just have to wait for my personal car to pick up and go to Jakarta. 

" Where?" askau flat

"Let's young master, the great lord has been waiting inside his personal space" said one of the bodyguards guarding the main door of this mansion.

I have arrived in Jakarta about 1 hour 45 minutes ago.I have changed clothes with clothes that my bodyguard brought earlier in the car.

it was strange to go home to this house, the house I had long left, I slowly drove into my father's private room, the room is on the 3rd floor at the corner of this house is equipped with an elevator in it so that it makes it easier for residents to go down and up the floor without fatigue.

but unfortunately this house is too magnificent and luxurious so many residents who prefer to live separately and only at certain times can get together worthy of family.