The Love of the Maharani

Frans

~the injustice you get, could be an opportunity for you to go on the path of happiness.

Be kind enough to believe in destiny. Because we will never know, when destiny shows the way of happiness it~

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Inside the angkot, for some time Anna still remembered the face of the young man earlier. He felt that the young man looked familiar to him. Although he remembered, he had never known the stranger.

'what...I might know him huh?.… Ah. Nevermind!' anna murmured in her heart.

Finally Anna decided to enjoy the view of the car passing from the angkot glass she was riding.

Several times the transport Anna was carrying stopped to disembark and or transport new passengers.

Anna briefly observes the other passengers in the angkot. There were only six people including him there. A mother with her seven-year-old son, as well as three high school students who seem to have just returned home from school.

Accidentally, Anna's ears also listened to the conversation of the three students who had from the beginning of the angkot ride was already quite crowded chattering.

"Eh, you know. Cousin of the cave behind the tablets of Aussy." Said the most beautiful student among the three.

"Which cousin, Den?"

"Andrew."

"Yeah! Andrew's back?! Since when, Den? How did you just say it!" Shouted a long-haired schoolgirl by the waist.

The shout of the student had pulled the eyes of all passengers in the angkot so it was fixed on him.

"Shuut. don't be noisy. Shame to know!" Tegur schoolgirl haired shoulder to shoulder, before finally back to ask the most beautiful student.

"Which Andrew is? I know your cousin is only Dimas doang."

"Yaahh Ela suck. I don't know Andrew. She often writes fashion magazines. I never saw Andrew's face there." The student who was hysterical, half-literate his friend.

"Huh? Fashion magazine? You don't mean Andrew Lawalata, do you?"

"Well. Exactly Andrew who was our beloved cousin Denada."

"Oh my goodness Den! How do I know if you're Andrew's cousin? Cheating this. Know dong..!"

Bla blah blah..

Hearing the three schoolgirls' babble made Anna feel a little envious of the freedom of their teenage years. Anna realized that she was not as lucky as the three students.

As Anna recalls, her High School days she went through with school activities - taking care of Zizi-schools - taking care of Zizi. There is no time to crochet relationships with peers especially with men.

'white gray. His time knew love. Hhh..' Anna sighed softly.

After a 20-minute drive home, Anna finally arrived home.

Anna's house is in the Ayu Orchid housing complex. One of the famous housing complexes in Jakarta is occupied by the upper middle class.

Generally not just any stranger can enter the complex area, if there are no known residents of the complex.

There are two security checkpoints located in front of the entrance as well as at the rear gate of the complex, with CCTV scattered in many places. So security at the Ayu Orchid complex is arguably quite safe.

It was 2pm when Anna greeted Mr. Diro at the front gate of the compound.

"Where's the bike, Neng Anna? How's the walk?" Ask Mr. Diro.

"Battered, Sir. While walking this first," replied Anna.

"Ooh.."

"Come, Sir!" And Anna passed away.

Anna used to ride a bike for long distances. Perhaps because of this cycling is also why Anna is slim and tall like a model.

Unfortunately, two days ago his bicycle tire leaked badly. And he hasn't had more money to replace his new bike. Anna also rode in the Angkot.

Anna arrived in front of her house. Anna's house is the same size as other houses in the housing complex Ayu Orchid.

With an area of about 250 meters, this vintage-style house with two floors looks set with a yard filled with various rows of flowers.

Not far in the corner of the yard there is also a small pond inhabited by gold fish. Anna is the one who takes care of the garden in her home to stay beautiful. Anna kept the fish in her pond.

When entering the courtyard of the lime green house, Anna found a big motorbike in the small garage of her house.

"Assalamu'alaikum.." said Anna as she entered the door.

There was no voice that answered Anna's greeting. But when he was about to climb the stairs leading to his bedroom at once Zizi (they were both roommates), a sound of laughter emerged from the kitchen.

"Hahahaha.the real crazy! And Auntie's still gonna let that lunatic live here, Tan?" There was a faint bass voice known to Anna.

Hearing that voice had given rise to an unpleasant feeling in his heart.

"How else do you want? Anna wants to keep a crazy person. Let it go. He was locked in his room. So safe.."

"Seep anyway, Tan, horrified.how if- uhh, beautiful lady has come home. No afternoon classes, gorgeous?"

"... Frans. Mama." Anna lazily greeted Frans, the most annoying man she had ever known. Mama Ira's niece is 25 years old. Handsome, but haughty and a playboy.

Anna chooses not to answer Frans's question, and continues to walk straight into the room.

But Frans did not bother about Anna's attitude to him, then followed her up the stairs.

"Eits. What a hurry, beautiful. Don't you think your handsome cousin is the same?"

"... Sorry, Frans. I'm tired."

"Oo.. tired..want me a massage here?"

Anna was shocked when her shoulder was suddenly grabbed by Frans. Thankfully they were upstairs. If they were still on the stairs, and Anna reflexively pushed Frans, the young man might have fallen.

"What the hell!? Leasin!" Anna slips Frans' hand.

"She was tired..Here I was incandescent..which one was sore? Shoulder, hand, waist, or.. is this?"

Anna screamed in her heart as Frans groaned over every limb of Anna she called.

Especially when the young man began to pull Anna's body to stick to her body. Just spontaneously, Anna shouted.

"French! Don't miss! Lepasin, no!"

"Mm. don't want to ah."

Frans then brought his face closer to Anna's. This made Anna even more panicked.

Anna finally did the thing she wanted to do. He stepped on Frans' big toe.

Then when the hug on his body had loosened, Anna also kicked her legs towards the young man's genitals.

"****! Fucking girl!" Frans paused and grabbed hold of her vital area that Anna had just kicked.

While Anna rushed to pick up the keys to her room in the bag and opened the room, came in, and slammed the door hard enough. Soon Anna locked her room and cursed Frans from the room.

"You're the jerk! Crazy Guys!"

Buk.

Frans kicked Anna's door once.

"Review lo, An! " Threaten Frans before finally passing away limping.

Behind the door, Anna's body collapsed. With lingering fear, he hugged his own legs and body tightly.

This is not the first time Frans has abused her. And Anna had often complained to Mama Ira about her nephew's behavior. But Anna's complaint is not considered.

Luckily he was always able to fight back and escape from the young man. If not, I don't know.

Anna looked down and hid her face. She was crying too. Feeling bad because you have to experience this abuse again and again.

The hope of being able to live safely and quietly in this house feels like a dream that is too far away.

The figure of Father and Mother who was forgotten was very much missed by him now. He wanted to have a figure that he could lean on. A person who wants to hear his complaints.

Defend it when bullied. Comfort him when he is sad. Hugging it when injured. But...

A hug suddenly got Anna. For a moment he shook his head, before finally realizing the figure that was embracing him. Zizy.

Her sister continued to hug while patting Anna on the shoulder. In silence, Zizi grabbed Anna. Until slowly Anna's body began to shake. Anna was crying in silence.

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