Street Child Revenge

Demand Order

It was still morning, the beautiful girl named Brigitta had dressed up like a prima donna. Not morning, not noon, not night, the girl always looks very charming.

He smiled at a private driver who had been waiting for him since outside the apartment.

"For the lady.." said the driver flat.

"Morning too, Mr. Dimas." The reply. "We're going straight to cuss, sir!" Slide into the car whose door was agape earlier.

"Go to Dika's house, sir!" said the girl who turned out to be Brigitta- is often called Tata.

"Okay, miss." the man then drove his car at medium speed.

"By the way, what do you want to do there?" tanya Dimas enthusiastically.

"There's. Secrets!" answer Tata directly.

"Miss don't mess with him, he's a mean guy. I heard he's an ice man who knows no mercy" the man said as he drove cautiously.

"Ah, that's just a joke, sir."

"But miss..."

"Sir, there's no need to worry about me, everything will be fine..."

The middle-aged man only smiled slightly in return.

***

"Daaaaaa sir Dimas..." Tata waved as the man had lowered him in front of the fence of a large house.

The man laxed once in response. Until finally the car he drove disappeared behind the corner.

Tata stroked a long breath, now had turned his body, preparing to enter through the black gate that stood firmly before him.

The girl raised her left hand to look at the clock. At 09:30, that's how the clock tells. It turned out that they had spent fifty minutes on the road. Doesn't feel very.

Tata finally chose to enter. But he was unlucky because someone prevented him.

"Sorry, who are you?" a man with a big face questioned him.

Tata is scared. The man's face looks so scary. Just like a thug in the market. It's scary!

"Sa-I'm Tata." Nervous speech.

"What are you doing coming here?" ask the man flat.

"Sa-me.." he had not yet finished his sentence, someone came up to the two.

"Hey what is this? " it was Richard who came.

The man immediately saluted then said, "he came suddenly Sir, I don't know what his purpose is."

Ricard turned to look at Tata. A moment to examine who the beautiful girl was. "What's up, son?" tanyanya gently.

Tata smiled a little. "I want to talk about something important, sir" he replied softly.

"With Dika?"

"No. With you,"

Ricard's forehead is already wrinkled because of age is now increasing because of hearing the girl's speech. "I?" tanyanya.

"Yes, Sir."

"You go in, we can talk inside" Ricard said as he stepped inside.

"Thank you, sir." Reply Tata seraya followed the old man's steps. He could finally get in there.

Hearing that Ricard also stopped. Flipping over, looked at the girl, then replied, "What help?"

Tata started putting on his own face. "I really need a job, sir. My grandmother was sickly in the village. Not to mention my two sisters had to pay tuition. Can you give me a job?"

Richard blinked his eyes repeatedly. He thinks this girl is lying. But he did not protest directly.

"I'm sorry, son, but I don't have any job for you. I'm just an old man hitching a ride in my son's house. So I'm not the owner of the company or anything. So forgive me one more time," Ricard tried to explain softly.

"I beg you, Sir. I really need a job in this house. Whatever it is I want. The waiter was no problem either. As long as I can work here. Please..." Tata made a pitiful expression, hoping that the man would be pityed.

"But son..."

"Please sir.kalo until I do not pay the RS money, my grandmother will be sent home. What do you have?"

Ricard scratched his head. Actually, he was a bit surprised by this beautiful girl. His style is very elite, exactly like a child from a high-social family. Look at the clothes that are clearly branded Gucci, not to mention watches and all the objects in his body are branded goods. And say coming from a village looking for help? Fools don't believe it either.

But even so, Ricard believed it even by half. Especially when the girl emphasized the phrase 'Do you have the heart?' his heart was moved immediately.

"Son..."

"Sir, please..." Tata clenched his hands together in front of his chest. Trust me, he's never done that before.

Ricard smiled slightly. "alright. You can work here. But sorry, just being a waiter."

"really?" tata's beautiful eyes immediately lit up. Her red lips are beautiful. "Thank you, sir. Thank you very much..."

Tata immediately grabbed the man's hand, kissing him as a sign of gratitude.

"Which village are you from?" ricard asked on the sidelines thanks the girl.

"Hmm.." The girl thought hard, of course because she was lying. He did not know any village name, because he actually never lived in the village. "Jengkol village is collapsing, sir." Answering the originals - of course the name of such a village does not exist.

"Huh? Where is that next door? I've never heard of it before" Richard was so confused.

"North of Tokyo, sir." said the girl. "Eh, I mean in this country, sir."

"Huh?" he's getting confused.

"Udahlah sir, you will not understand if I explain, mending we just. Just tell me what to do in this house..."

Ricard agrees. There is no point in them discussing that. He will not talk about the girl's village. His name is Kampung Jengkol collapsed. It's strange!

"Eh, but what's your name?" Ricard had just realized that they were still not acquainted.

"Tag." The answer reached out his hand.

"Oh, what a pretty name. Just as beautiful as the man." Ricard smiled cheerfully. Continued by introducing himself. "Ricard, Dika's father."

"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Ricard."

"It's nice to meet you, too, Tata's a pretty girl." replied the man with a big smile. "uh, but, your clothes are Gucci brand. Is this real?" Ricard showed me the Gucci cardigan the girl was wearing.

"Haha. Of course this is kavee-kawean sir. It can't be original. I can buy a brand like that. If I have money, I'd better take my grandmother for treatment."

Since when can I lie like this? Hehehehe, it turns out that I have pent-up talent. Also pretty.

"Oh. Yeah, too, anyway."

"You are, follow me Tata. I'll take you to the butler's room. He will assign you whatever you will do in the future. Also about what can and cannot be done in this house."

Tata smiled cheerfully. "Good, boss!" he said as he raised his right hand, saluting the man.

"May you be happy to stay here."

"Of course, sir."