The Invisible Prince's Passion

Must Be Responsible

Rangga, who had just come out of the bathroom, was again greeted by the anger of his mother. He approached Rangga while carrying Rika's cellphone. Where it is clear that a chat message from his son, who asked Rika to come to his house.

"Now you read this, Rangga! Then explain to me!" emphatically.

Rangga grabbed Rika's phone and read the chat message. The man scratched his head that was not itching. He was confused when to send the chat message to the girl.

"That's your number, right, Rangga? And the one who typed that chat message was you, right?"

Rangga who still did not believe one hundred percent, immediately grabbed his phone that was on the nightstand. He opened the chat application and it turns out the results were the same. There was a chat message he sent to Rika.

"For God's sake, Mom. It's a message from me but I never know when I'm sending this chat message." Rangga still insisted.

Rika grunted annoyedly. "Mas Rangga! Why are you so determined not to admit that? A house this big must have CCTV and if Mas still does not believe it, Mas can just check the CCTV footage!"

"This girl is right. Let's just check the CCTV footage," the middle-aged woman said.

Inevitably, Rangga finally agreed. He opened his laptop which was already set to connect with CCTV in the house. The man opened the camera footage starting yesterday afternoon, where he had just arrived from work.

Looks Rangga who is exhausted, lying on the sofa in the main room while closing his eyes.

"Well, here I fall asleep, Mom. Uh, wake-up is already in the room and instead hit by the same Mother," said Rangga.

The two women of different generations were just silent without wanting to chimed in Rangga's curse. Their gazes focused on Rangga's laptop screen.

In the CCTV footage, Rangga is still at home in his good position for a while. The man got up and grabbed his phone and typed a message. The message he sent to Rika.

Not just that. Everything Rika said proved to be true. Rangga who invited him into the house and Rangga also brought the drunk girl to his room.

Rangga. His eyes seemed perfectly rounded after realizing what he was doing back then. However, strangely he did not remember at all that he did what appeared on his CCTV.

"Now do you still want to avoid it?" upset Rica.

While the middle-aged woman could only cry. He could not believe that his son, whom he trusted so much, would do such an indecent thing to a girl.

"For God's sake, Rica. I don't remember ever doing that."

"Shut up, Rangga! You really embarrassed me! Now you better take responsibility for all your actions to this girl. Before things that are not desirable happen," stressed Mother Rangga.

"But, Bu—"

"There's no buts!"

The middle-aged woman went to the main room and cried herself in the room. While Rika was still silent in that place with Rangga.

"Rika, I'm sorry."

Rika looked over and then nodded slowly. "Have we done that, Mom?" shush the girl.

Rangga. "Come on, I don't know."

Meanwhile, it was Mila's contract.

Mila rushes to wake up after realizing that she has been bad luck. He did not even care about Prince Hans who had been lying next to him.

"Ah, dammit! I'm late again" muttered Mila who rushed to her bathroom.

"It's all because of that guy. Dinner in the morning blind. It finally got this way," he continued, splashing water in the tub all over his body.

Mila went back to her room. Dress neatly and then make a little. After everything was done, he immediately got ready to go to work.

"Why so rushed?" ask the magical Prince while leaning on the back of Mila's bed.

"Don't you see what time it is? I'm too late, Prince Hams! I could have been left behind by the bus" Mila said in an annoyed tone.

"It's all because of you!" continued. But this time Mila only dared to mumble. He was afraid that the magical man again issued his deathly gaze that could make the girl's guts shrivel even more.

"You just calm down. If the bus leaves you, then I will take you to work" Prince Hans said.

"Bring me? What pake? A chopper?" Mila chuckled while putting on her backpack.

"Don't underestimate me, miss. Have you forgotten who I am, huh?" sahut Prince Hans.

Suddenly Mila was silent for a moment while staring at the magical man. Mila almost forgot that the creature was a powerful mandraguna. He can do whatever he wants.

"All right, it's up to you."

Mila stepped her foot out of the room while the magical man followed her from behind. After locking the door of her room, Mila also shouted calling Rika's name which had not been seen from her nose.

"Rika, go yukk! It's late, nih!"

"He's not here" Prince Hans said.

"Not here? Whatchu mean?" Mila frowned both her eyebrows in wonder.

"If he was here, he might have returned a call from you."

"True, yeah. Do you think Rika's gone first?" ask Mila.

The magical man shrugged both of his shoulders while smashing his lips. While Mila bent her face annoyed.

"Ish, there is finally something you don't know" said Mila.

Now Mila arrived at the stop, still with the magical man beside her. Just now he set foot in that place, it turns out that the bus he used to ride had gone past him.

"No! The bus is gone!" upset Mila while bending her face. "Now what should I ride? Ojek?"

Prince Hans just smiled. "All right, just a minute."

Mila looked towards the goib man. The man snapped his finger and the big bus stopped suddenly. Mila rounded her eyes and still nailed at the place while looking at prince Hans.

"Didn't you say you wanted to get on that bus?"

The words of Prince Hans made Mila aware. "Ah, yes! Thank you," he said.

Mila immediately ran towards the bus. "Crazy! The power is so great, cling! Buses of this size stop instantly" muttered Mila.

Meanwhile, in the bus. The driver who was driving the bus looked confused because suddenly the bus engine died completely. Previously served and everything was in good condition.

"What happened to this bus?" muttered the man while furrowing his brows.

After Mila entered and sat on the bus, everything returned to normal and. Although still confused, but the man sitting behind the wheel again continued their journey.

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