The king's.

02. New Students.

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    Who does not know Muhammad King Hardinuca Pratama. Good looking, high posture, and also rich, the student is only 17 years old, 180 cm high, with dimples on the right. This made the student very popular in his school. He is the son of the richest man no 3 in Indonesia, a matching couple Stella Carlstie Devianna and Garvin Knowles.

      The king! That's his nickname. Although the King is rich, handsome, and has everything. But he also has shortcomings. The king did not like to get along, his cold nature made the King has no friends. In fact, he prefers to be alone listening to music and talking to the black pigeon that became his 15th birthday gift by his Tante.

     The dove was kept in school. Hiring an animal caretaker for just one of those animals.

"King!" King watched. Staring at a teacher who walked up to him with a stack of books in his hand.

"What?" ask the King flat. Whether innate from where, the King has a cold and haughty nature if outside the house. But if you have met with Mama and also her Papa he must be soft, especially meeting his little sister, Tabita Bulan Knowles. Instantly the King seemed to be bewitched into children again.

"You, please help me get these books to class, yeah." The king stared at the book in Miss Miranda's hands was lazy.

"Ok Miss!" The king did not want to cause any trouble. And the King forced to bring the books to his class.

   Classes are crowded with students who have already entered. "Morning Class!" a little while later, Miss Miranda came with a girl behind her, the girl seemed to be smiling cheerfully, "today you guys are the arrival of a new friend, let's introduce yourself."

"Thank you Miss. Hi everyone, my name is Ace Frederick Scotty, I'm used to being called Ace! I hope we can all be friends" he said excitedly.

"Well Ace .. You can sit over there." Miss Miranda pointed at the empty bench. The girl named Ace nodded and walked excitedly towards her seat, after which Ace sat down and turned to his countryman.

"Hi, my name is Ace, what's your name?" said Ace extending his hand. Not the reply he got but the cold and strange look he received from his countrymen. His friend is the King! All this time the guy did prefer to sit alone compared to sitting with my compatriots, because it was troublesome according to him.

"Today's the redistribution last week, and there are two of the best values of the week. As usual the King became the highest-rated student!" all students applauded. But not with the owner of the name itself, even he doesn't seem to care.

"King ... take your paper!" miss Miranda's orders. The king stood up then walked expressionlessly towards the Master's table, after which taking his replicates.

"Study on the King." The king nodded and returned to his seat.

"So your name is King." Ace smiled. Take the book out of his bag, "can I pinjem catetan you don't?" ask Ace. The king still did not respond, Ace just smiled and looked at Miss Miranda who was still sharing the results.

"Oh yeah! King please lend Ace a lesson he's been missing, can you?" The king looked at Miranda expressionlessly then stood up from his seat.

"To my house abis home from school!" he said he left the class immediately. Miss Miranda was only able to slow down to see her student.

"Cieeeee ...." One class suddenly. Ace can only smile.

"B.bu what does that mean?" ask Ace who is still confused by the situation.

"You can explain it later during the break!" pinta Miss Miranda on the veiled girl sitting behind Ace's chair.

"Good Mom."

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"So that means, what?" ask Ace directly when the break hour has arrived.

"I don't understand either. But from that one, it looks like the King is making you go to his house," explained Nisa.

"Well! How can?"

"Gini loh Ace's. The king doesn't like to talk to anyone in this school!" Nisa circulated her gaze then looked at the window, "now come along!" Nisa draws Ace's hand and the two stand in front of the window.

"Lord!" point Nisa at a guy sitting on the roof chair. From the class they are very visible.

"Cock he's alone?" ask Ace.

"He is always alone." Nisa sat back in her chair. While Ace was still standing in front of the window, looking at the King who was listening to music with earphones, and closed both eyes.

"Nis, where does the king live?" ask Ace. Still in the same place, the veiled girl who was sitting was staring at Ace.

"Lo must know his parents! Yes even if you often read business news anyway," kekeh Nisa. "The king is the son of the richest man no 3 in Indonesia, but he is not arrogant!" Ace nodded and accidentally his eyes met with the King who opened his eyes. Ace flipped and immediately sat down in his chair.

"He's a bad guy?" ask Ace. Nisa frowned confusedly.

"Squeen!"

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"Betaka!" he shouted as he looked at the King from behind the window. The king entered his house following Ace behind him. "Sister!" The king smiled then lowered his head and carried Bita.

"Mother Goddess!" call King. Madam Dewi came out and immediately took the King's bag.

"What would Mas Nuca eat?"

"What a hell! Uh please make a drink." The king glanced at Ace who was dumbstruck to see the interaction of King with the little girl he did not know his name.

"Yes Mas. Oh yes, he said if Mas had gone home in the room Mba Stella, because Mba Stella was not healthy anymore." The king looked at the Goddess.

"Mama's sick?" ask the King to worry.

"Semalem Non Bita does not sleep until the middle of the mall, ngajakin Mba Stella main. So not feeling well he said," explained Miss Dewi while cleaning the King's shoes. The king was wearing his sandals.

"Where is Mba Rita?" ask the King, "Mbaaa! Mba Rita" call the King. Rita, the baby siter Bita appears carrying Bita's lunch.

"Yes Mas?"

"Jagain Bita ya." The king gave Bita to Rita's arms. The guy immediately ran into Stella's room downstairs. Ace was still standing at the door, a fact he knew. The king was very different in his home environment.

"Ma ...." The king sat down on the bed. Seeing Stella lying down closed her eyes, "Mama's sick?" ask King. Stella opened her eyes.

"Nuca's home yet?" Stella smiled and sat down from her bed.

"Why did you get sick?" the king asked with concern.

"Mama is okay. We'll have lunch together." The king nodded and helped Stella get out of bed.

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     In the living room, Ace was sitting while chatting with Lady Goddess. Lady Dewi was the King's nanny ever since she was a baby. The age of the woman was no longer young, maybe even entered old age.  Until now, Miss Dewi has been considered as a family for Stella and the King.

"Mba Ace, Mas Nuca?" ask the Goddess. Ace smiled cheerfully.

"Yes Ma'am, I just entered today, but because I've missed a lot of lessons I minjem catetannya Raja."

"King?"

"I mean I'm Nuca."

"Oh .. yes, Mas Nuca has never stepped into the house, so, Mba Ace was the first time to go home," explained Ms. Dewi. Ace nodded, totally the nature of a King of Hardinuca.

     The king is seen coming out of the room with Stella. The guy sat Stella in the dining room chair, after which he ran towards her room, picking up a cell phone.

"For a while, Mba, I went there first." The Lady of the Goddess left Ace and told Stella that a friend of the King had come. Stella looks surprised and wakes up to meet Ace.

"Nuca's victory?" ask Stella.

"Ah, i.iya aunt." Ace stood up from his seat. The girl was stunned by Stella who still looked so young.

"Whose name are you?" Stella sits on the sofa and invites Ace to sit back.

"Na.My name is Ace aunt."

"Duuh very stiff, relax if same aunt." Ace was only able to nod with a smile.

"Yes Aunt ...."

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