SUPPOSE THAT...

FIRST GLANCE

"Just son Daddy told me to pick up the Narcissist !" Grumpy a girl in her 20s.

He walked quickly to hang his bag while occasionally looking back, in the search artificial lake located in the courtyard of his large 3-story house, with its spacious courtyard which not only contained an artificial lake, but also an artificial lake, but also the white rose garden and its glass house.

His appearance is very tomboyish with jeans and a t-shirt that is duplicated long-sleeved shirt with his buttons are open, and, at first glance one would think if he were a man if only he had not seen his long hair which he pigtails a ponytail, with children whose messy hair covered his forehead.

Her face was smooth white without make up, her eyes narrowed with her bright brown eyeballs. His eyebrows were engraved perfectly with his lips that were red even though he was wearing nothing. Fortunately her face was above average, so even though she looked messy about appearance, she still looked beautiful.

"Miss Mudaa...!"

"Young Miss, where are you...??"

On seeing it from the top of the Tree, some female servants were looking for it on the edges of the artificial lake. Yes, the girl was already on top of an old evergreen Tree that was nearly 5 meters tall.

He deftly climbed the Tree whose height exceeded the walls of his house. He had just held on to the twig of the Fir Tree, when he heard the voice of a man who immediately made his heart race faster.

"KIRANAA...!!"

The voice of the man must have been very loud because it could be heard to the ears of Kirana who was climbing the cypress Tree that grew a lot on the edge of the back garden adjacent to the soaring Barrier wall.

Simultaneously, the branch he was holding broke and he almost slid down at a height of 3 meters if only he had not swiftly grabbed the larger branch trunk, which he had been holding, then climb back up and grab the walls of his House.

For a moment he hung on the Wall Pambatas his house which was no less than 5 meters high, 5 meters , but with a very expert girl height of about 168 cm it immediately set her feet in black converse shoes with the white list to the top of the wall, then without hesitation just jump out of the fence.

Kirana let out a long sigh while wiping the sweat on her forehead with the back of her hand, as she landed perfectly.

"Almost.." he said in relief. "May I die if caught by Daddy.." he said while confirming the location of his bag with his own smile.

"Young Miss what's up above...?" A man's voice is heard.

The girl looked down, at her Home Security was looking at her worriedly.

Apparently Kirana did not langung land on the road, but on the roof of his Home Security Post which was just outside the Wall.

"Build Mr. Bowo's habits..." Kirana chuckled as she pulled her sleeve over her elbow, revealing her white arm which had a long scratch on the branch.

Unlike other girls in general who screamed or cried when they saw her skin wounds, Kirana who slengean just rubbed the scratches with spit and blew her several times.

"Young Miss I'll take the stairs first." The middle-aged man was still looking at him worriedly when he saw that the Young Miss had already taken a swing to jump.

The afternoon air was so hot, making the Security Guard until narrowed to see the Miss who was above the Post where he was standing guard.

"No, Mr. Bowo !" prevent Kirana along with her who directly jumped from the top.

"CUCKOO...!"

The sound of his converse shoes that collide with asphalt.

"A successful landing !" The girl jumped in excitement.

The dark-skinned security guard was just shaking at the behavior of his Young Miss.

"Thankfully the others are going around, try the others to see. It has been reported to the Big Master, this Young Miss." he said.

"That's why Mr. Bowo I'm a partner !" The girl grinned the horse while hitting the shoulders of the Home Security Guard hard, making this 40-year-old security guard grimace while stroking his shoulders.

"Young Miss don't run away again, if the Great Lord knows, I was fired how...??" The security guard named Bowo looked anxiously at Kirana who was still rubbing her sweaty forehead while getting rid of the children's hair that covered her forehead.

"Not going to !" Kirana. He reached into his pants pocket and took out 100 thousand folded money. "Now !" he gave it to his security guard.

" Hurry running.." the guard muttered while shaking his head at the behavior of his master's son, before he smiled and put the 100k money into his pants pocket.

Kirana whistled cheerfully while walking leisurely when she was already far away from her House. Although he was still in the residential area where he lived, but he already felt safe, because there was no way his father would pursue and still impose his will on him.

Remembering his father made him laugh himself. "Daddy must be raging" he said. "It's his fault that he forced me to pick up the Narcissist waving it !" her lips were red without lipstick.

From the moment he walked cheerfully he held his stomach with one hand, while his other hand held on to the wall. The scorching afternoon and the quiet neighborhood of Housing made Kirana just alone there.

On his rubbing sweaty forehead, his clear white face looked flushed withstanding the sting of the rays of the sun. He nodded his body like he was holding back pain.

"Switch.laapaaarr.." she lamented. He held his stomach that continued to sound with both hands while looking right and left for a restaurant, but of course in the neighborhood where he lived the elite will not find a stall on the side of the road.

"It should be before I run away I ate earlier." he said with a face full of regret. "Mistake this calculation." he continued while sitting squatting leaning against the parapet of the House of People.

He thought for a moment, before he suddenly remembered something. He immediately got up to his feet and immediately ran towards the Exit of his Living Environment.

"In front of the entrance there are those who sell meatballs as ice-creaming !" Kirana said excitedly.

Encouraged by his hunger, he ran quickly without looking right and left again, until a turn...

"VIIIINNN...!!"

Lamborghini Huracan EVO gray color that almost hit Kirana who was not careful when crossing the turn was immediately slam the steering wheel to the left.

Kirana was immediately shocked and was sitting limp in the middle of the road with her heart beating fast. For a moment he thought he was going to get hit.

The man with white T-shirts and black glasses immediately got out of his car which was still crosswise in the middle of the road in the Residential Environment with his large houses that were fenced high with gates that closed up the meeting.

"You're okay...?" The man stretched out his hand, making Kirana wake up from her shock.

"It's okay...?!" Kirana rejected the man's hand and immediately stood up. "Didn't see anyone cross...??" In his eyes, the man in black glasses while wearing a waist.

For a moment the man was silent looking at the face of the girl with her hair tied carelessly with the children of her messy hair.

"What's a look ?!" Kirana said ferociously with both of her hands fixed at the waist.

The man chuckled, lowered his head for a while then opened his sunglasses.

"It's wrong, please bark." The man said in a cynical tone while looking at Kirana with both of his black eyes.

Suddenly Kirana's face covered in anger turned red as she looked at the face of the tall man in front of her who was without her sunglasses. His heart was pounding uncharacteristically, to the point that even breathing was difficult.

"...Ka, you.." Actually Kirana wanted to curse back to hear the man's words, but until his tongue felt faint.

Looking at Kirana who was just speechless, without wasting any time the man put his sunglasses back on and walked towards his car.

Before long the roar of the sports car worth more than 8 Billion was immediately made Kirana aware.

Slowly his heart began to beat normally as he looked at the luxury sports car away from where it stood.

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KIRANA MAIRA MARTADHINATA'S