The Somplak Girl belongs to Cassanova

03

Pandu stepped firmly into his private mansion. Some of the servants in the house greeted the young master. Bowing respectfully as Pandu walked in front of them.

Pandu's face was so flat, there was not even the slightest smile on the handsome man's face. Scout into the study, and sit cross-legged in an oversized chair. His head rested on a chair and he did gentle massages on the temples.

A few seconds later, the door of the room was knocked. After Pandu told to enter, Arga looked out from behind the door and walked over. Arga bowed respectfully as he stood right in front of Pandu.

"How, Ga? Have you found any information about the little rioters?" ask Pandu without further ado.

"Here you go, sir." Arga answered politely. Pandu's lips look thin grinning.

"You're always reliable, Ga. Now say everything!" palanquin Order.

Arga took a deep breath before starting to speak.

"His name is Kumala Rasya Putri. Living in a rented house with three friends, working as a waiter at Gama Restaurant owned by Mr. Gatra Mahardika."

"It turned out to be just a restaurant waiter," ledek Pandu, looked a cynical smile at the corner of his lips.

"Yes, Sir. She belongs to the cheerful, hardworking girl, sir." Arga added.

"I must give him the punishment for daring to interfere with my activities, let alone having dared to insult me!" Pandu's hands were tightly clenched until his nails turned white when he remembered Rasya's words saying 'the wilderness', especially when the girl stuck out her tongue to poke it.

"What punishment would you give, sir?" Arga looked at Pandu. He felt pity for Rasya because a Pandu would not let anyone who was already bothering him be able to live quietly.

"Look at it later. Now we go to Gama's restaurant." Pandu got up from sitting, then walked out of the room followed by Arga who trailed behind.

Smile grin is increasingly visible when Pandu already has a plan to make Rasya's life suffer because it has dared to become a rioter for him.

***

Gatra Mahardika— restaurant owner, sat at the cashier table with a big smile as he saw Rasya walking past him. Gatra was so impressed with the girl. A beautiful girl who is always cheerful, especially when chatting with him, as if she wants to continue chatting and is not willing if she has to stop.

"By!" call Gatra. Rasya who was just finished with his task, walked over to Gatra's table.

"What's up, Mom?" asked Rasya politely. Although their relationship is close, but while at the restaurant, Rasya will respect Gatra as his boss.

"Have you had breakfast?" Gatra asked gently.

"Already, Mas. Had breakfast with the Suketi, Zaenab, the Markonah." Gatra shut his mouth, holding back a laugh when he heard Rasya's reply mentioning the names of his friends.

"You are just there." Gatra clicked his tongue, accompanied by a head.

"What's the matter, Mom? Want to grab breakfast? I'm a let's go anyway. My stomach is still filled with three dishes of fried rice" Rasya said. He stroked his flat stomach. Rasya's body is ideal, not too fat or thin. However, when it comes to food, the girl is the master.

"Tell Sukma to make fried rice, then we will have breakfast in my room only" Gatra ordered. Rasya's face looked confused. "Why?" gatra asked while Rasya was still standing in his place.

"No need, Mom. Later I was considered a pelletist," Rasya refused. He glanced at Bella—, one of the profession friends who kept a feeling to Gatra, was staring intently at him.

"Why is that?" tanya Gatra full of search.

"Yes, I'm just a waiter. Yes, eat with the boss in a private room during work hours. I was treated like a martabak" Rasya said. Again, Gatra closed his laughter.

"Here you go, justin! It's my restaurant. So, I'm free to do anything." Gatra got down from the chair, then was about to walk into his room. However, Gatra's steps came to a halt when he saw two men enter the restaurant. Even Gatra rubbed his eyes to make sure that his vision was not wrong.

"Master Guide." Looking at the shocked Gatra, Rasya immediately turned around to see who had come. However, Rasya's body immediately stiffened when he saw the man who was playing the genjotan yesterday, walking closer with a very flat look on his face, even Rasya saw the look of the man's eyes so sharp.

Die me!