The Retaliation of the Wasted Princess

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Rakapun can not sleep well. Not because he regretted his quarrel with Lilian, the man was always imagined Diandra's face. Diandra's eyes seemed to be able to hypnotize him so that he could not turn away from the beautiful eyes of the woman.

Raka wakes up from his contest, he takes Laptob to check out some of his work. Maybe then he could forget the anxiety he was feeling right now.

" Akhnah.."

The man closed his labtop again, unable to concentrate at all. He cursed his stupidity because he thought of another woman when he was almost to the marriage stage.

His mind was glaring at the events that happened about 15 years ago. The incident when he was almost kidnapped by some thugs after school.

At that time, after school he was held by a man with a rogue face. The man forced her to get into the car. It turned out that there were some other thugs who had been waiting for him there.

Raka who was still sitting in the middle of Junior High could not do much, even though she tried to rebel. He was unable to grin when a knife was faced. The boy had to obey where the criminals took him.

One of them asked his parents for a huge ransom. They brought Raka to the suburbs so that his trail was not sniffed by the police.

However, all that is just their wits in order to get more money. Though the truth is, they are the men of rival business Papanya. They are asked to kill Raka as a form of revenge for losing the tender with Papa Gio.

Luckily, the criminal's car suddenly suffered a flat tire. By having one of them sitting behind him come down to fix it.

The opportunity was used by Raka to escape from there. Although the area was foreign to him, but he chose to try to escape. Endure it or not, he will be killed by them.

Raka felt alien to the area. He ran in an uncertain direction on the road that seemed deserted by the population.

" Aarrrgghhh.."

The boy accidentally fell due to stumbling a large enough street rock. Blood was pouring from his knees, he felt a terrible pain.

Samar heard the sound of the thugs who were looking for his whereabouts. Raka tried to get up and shake off the pain in her legs. He forced himself to be able to run away even with a limp.

Raka looked back, she was surprised that the blood on her leg was dripping everywhere. Surely those criminals will easily catch him through the trail of blood they see.

Raka's face was filled with fear and anxiety. His net was glazed over, he felt tired and almost gave up.

However, a tiny hand suddenly pulled her in the bushes. Raka was startled and almost shouted, but the girl immediately smothered her mouth.

Rushing the girl handed over the scarf on her phone to Raka. Raka just obeyed and watched the girl, she let the boy help her. One thing Raka admired most about the little girl, her round eyes were so beautiful with long, pliable eyelashes.

" Come, we gotta get out of here. Let's just go there, they'll see your blood. "

The boy invites him to run in the opposite direction, he pulls Raka's hand so they can run together, of course with the doll in the hand next to him. Raka was amazed, it turned out that the little boy had a keen point of view, he was sure the girl must be very smart.

The little girl took him to a park, he invited Raka to go up to the tree house that was there. They took turns to climb the tree house, from there they could see the thugs running in the opposite direction. They must have followed Raka's blood trail.

" All together. Mama said, Life is dead in God's hands. We should be thankful, we are still given salvation. Means God still loves us. "the girl began to lecture him.

Raka smiled amusedly, that little girl could spout words like an adult. They finally chatted and played for a while up there. They were afraid, if the criminals suddenly reappeared.

" Gosh, it's afternoon. Mama must have been looking for me! " the girl looked anxious and agitated.

He intends to get down from the tree house, but Raka tries to hold him back.

" Hey. If you go, what about me?"

" Sister, just calm down. Brother is better here, I'll ask for help. If you leave, the villain will easily recognize you. "

Rakapun finally complied, he waited for reinforcements to arrive there. He looked at the syall that tied his knee,

" Hiiiss. Why did I forget to ask her name! " sorry.

He just realized, it turned out that a large enough teddy bear owned by the girl was left there. Rakapun took the doll and intended to hand it over when the child returned.

At nightfall, residents flocked to the tree house where Raka was.

Mother Panti who has asked the residents to come there. He was told by the girl to help a child in a tree house. But the girl had to leave immediately. He will follow his father on a business trip abroad. While the girl's mother requested that the identity of her daughter not be known by anyone.

Luckily, not long ago Rakapun's parents have arrived there with the law enforcement. They managed to track and snatch the criminals through GPS.

Mrs Delia and Mr. Gio felt very grateful that Raka could finally be found safe. As a form of gratitude, they became permanent donors of the orphanage, Panti Nirmala.

Rakapun asked about the little girl who helped him, but the mother of the parlour could not speak honestly. He said the girl was not a local. He was forced to cover up the identity of the girl according to the orders of the Madam, Veronica.

Raka is so disappointed, she is determined to find the girl even to the point that she grows up. But the result is nil because he has no clue at all about the girl.

For him the girl was a hero, maybe even his first love. He was always cold to the girls who fought over him.

If not the coercion of Mama Delia, maybe she until now would not want to be in a relationship with other girls. Her mother did not want her son to expect too much at something that could be said to be impossible to obtain.

Rakapun finally relented, he did not want to make his mother anxious. She finally accepts Lilian's love, who has been chasing her for years. After all, Lilian was a very kind, polite girl, and came from a respectable family.

But in the depths of her heart, the little girl will never be replaced. It was the most beautiful memory of Raka's life. Raka always keeps the doll and syall belonging to the girl well, even sometimes it is the object that accompanies her when she has a disturbance in her sleep.

Seriate....