The Owner of My Heart

01

My name is raysa azahra, I live with my mother in a very modest house.I am one of the students in an elite school where students all come from wealthy families.

you must be asking why I can go to school there, it's because I get a recommendation from my mother's boyfriend Aditia graha. for three years I have been his girlfriend even though until now8ng I do not know my girlfriend's background but I know he is a very good person.

I saved him five years ago when he was bullied by thugs on the streets, which is why we were friends until my status turned into his girlfriend.

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Sayup - sayup I heard the sound of the Adzan reverberating from the mosque close to my house. I was forced to open my eyes to perform dawn prayers even though my eyes were still very sleepy because last night I helped mom make noodles for mom to sell. yes my mother opened a small shop - small in front of the house even though only selling chicken noodles but our income was enough to eat a day - day.

After the prayer I helped mom prepare the mother's equipment for trading today, scavenging for sustenance to cover our daily needs. while my mother had put fried rice on the simple dinner table that she made for our breakfast.

" let's eat first, son, "take my mother.

I walked up to the dinner table and took the plate that my mother had prepared earlier, I took enough rice to my plate not to forget I poured my sweet tea warm kegelas. I sat in my chair and started eating my food, mother's cooking was the best on my tongue.

After my stomach felt full I brought the dirty dishes used for my eating place and mother to the kitchen, I washed the dishes and utensils2 dirty in the bathroom. after everything was done I went to my room to get ready - ready for school.

" raysa hurry up a little bit, Adit's waiting for that in front".

I walked out and Adit was waiting for me with his motorbike, he looked at me with his smile. a very sweet smile was added again with his handsome face above average to many women who idolized him, I was also confused why he chose me to be his girlfriend.

I walked over to my mother, grabbed my mother's hand and kissed her.

" my mother left for school first"

" your hearts on the road don't speed at the speed" mother told Adit.

" aunty ready" said Adit.

Not long after we got to school, Adit took my hand to walk to the class . To be honest I was a little embarrassed every time at school Adit always took my hand, I don't know exactly what Adit was thinking until he kept holding me even though many people were mocking us but he didn't care. he always told me not to listen to the words of others just think of him, anyway at my friend's school there is only one person, my girlfriend Adit for students - the students here the economy of her parents are all middle to upper class while I'm just the son of a chicken noodle seller.

What about Adit's parents I don't know as rich as he is either, which I know he always takes me anywhere with his matic motorbike, while the other students bring luxury cars, even if not bring your own car must be among their personal drivers of course with a luxury car that I myself do not know the brand. but I was a little confused even though Adit only brought a matic motorbike but he had a special parking lot at this school, every time I asked he never answered just smiled at me.