The Will of Young Master

Bathin the Turbulent

*** litha ***

Hearing the will read by Mr. Prasojo made Litha's body tremble, her tears flowing endlessly. Long he stared at his two hands which he linked into one on his knee, to the point that Rayyendra came out of the room Litha did not notice it until a gentle touch on his shoulder made him turn towards the owner of the touch.

"Sir ...."

Firza only smiled bitterly, she handed him a letter from Grandma to Litha, because when Pak Prasojo gave it to Litha, the girl was silent not flinching, only her tears kept dripping.

"Rest. Recover your surprise and open a letter from Grandma."

Litha nodded, then she came out. While at the door, his gaze caught on from behind the tall tall figure stepping up who was leaving the main house. He also accidentally caught the look of pity from two loyal servants of the late Great Lady. Did they already know the contents of the Great Mistress' will before?

Litha did not go home, she stopped at an elite burial complex with a few pieces of fresh flowers. Slowly placed the flower next to the headstone that says the name 'Dayyu Amarga Pradipta'.

For quite a long time he just silently bowed bitterly before Litha recalled the letter given to her.

Dear litha ...

I'm sorry Grandma had to put you at the crossroads of choice. Grandma did it just because Grandma loves you so much. Grandma didn't want the Pradipta Family to lose you when Grandma was gone.

Don't hate Grandma huh, Litha ....

Don't hate the man I chose for you ....

She must have felt the same way as you because of Grandma's ego.

You are a sincere and intelligent girl, of course you will consider before making a decision, right? Of course Grandma would be happy if you agreed. But whatever your choice, Grandma here will respect it.

Live well and be happy.

Grandma always loved you, Navia Litha Sarasvati Pradipta.

The girl looked up, her eyes empty. Didn't expect that dear old lady to him. Even if he was not willing to put the name Pradipta behind his name, the Big Lady still listed him, he did not know the word rejection.

But what should he answer later? Otherwise, the guilt would continue to haunt him, whereas if it was, how would he face Rayyendra and Firza at once?

Want to cry, her tears dry already, leaving a deep veil. Ah... Litha really ate the simalakama fruit.

"Tha, just got home? Uh, what's wrong with you?" ninda asked as Litha sat on the couch in her dorm room.

Litha was silent, her eyes were still puffy clearly visible that she had a bad day.

"Maybe there's a problem with the script? Since ... when? He rarely even revises."

"Tha, what's wrong?" Ninda repeated her question again, more slowly.

"Kan, I told you not to keep your own problems. You always tell me if your problems have passed, sometimes share the complexity of your life with me so that kubikin is more complicated."

"Eh yes ... I'll tell you something, but then you have to say what makes you cry, okay?"

Ninda continued to talk to Litha, not easy to open Litha's mouth even though her closest friend himself.

"You remember Tha, the night that Evan was drunk and my name was called so I had to go solve his problems at the club?"

Litha nodded, greatly comforting her heart to see Ninda telling a story that was always accompanied by facial expressions with various expressions.

"Don't know how clear Evan and his friends are destroying one VIP room at the club. Naturally the owner asked for compensation, oddly enough not Evan Cs who should be responsible for paying the loss. But me, Tha!!! Know what? He asked me to play soap operas in front of his family if I was his future wife. Weird no, Tha?"

"Heh?!? Wife-to-be said?"

"No, not really, play the role of a prospective wife for a month because she continues to be urged by her parents to introduce her preferred wife, if not she will be betrothed hahahahahaha..... "

"Huhhhh?!?" Litha forgot Grandma's will, Ninda's story distracts her.

"It's been three weeks, another week we will break up hahahahaha..when his parents let alone his mother likes me very much, I bought him clothes, bags, shoes, watches even given pocket money, not to mention her twin sister always takes me to the mall and those who pay in everything, hahahahaha......... "

"So, groceries branded karen from the results of cheating! Jeez Ninda.... What if they find out that you're just pretending!"

Litha hit Ninda with an anxious pillow.

"Ah...had it, it's my future husband's business, hahahahahaha would-be fake husband means hahahahaha...."

Buff. buf...

Litha hit Ninda again.

Litha lowered the pillow on Ninda's shoulder. Grannies.... Yes, Litha remembered him again.

"So I was called to Grandma's house, I was asked to watch the reading of the will --"

"Wish letter? You were told to go there to hear that you had a legacy from Grand Madam Pradipta. Oh my God .... You're very lucky Litha. How much do you get?"

Ninda cut Litha's sentence as soon as she heard a will that was identical to the division of inheritance property. It felt like Litha wanted to pull Ninda's lips that had been moving continuously.

"If it's Grandma's property even if it's a fingernail, I'd be happy, Nin. But --"

"Huh?!? But what?'

"Grandmother asked her granddaughter to marry me" Litha said bitterly.

Ninda's eyes were wide open at maximum, being pulled up by her two ears so that what Litha said just now she didn't hear him wrong.

"Married? Which grandson?" tanya Ninda.

"Mr Rayyendra."

This time Ninda silenced her own mouth with both palms. His eyes are still round.

"Ba-- how can? I-I thought with Mr. Firza."

Litha shrugged her shoulders.

"Will Sir Rayyendra marry you?"

"Heh. I don't think he had Ramona, he was at Grandma's house, but he was told to come out when Grandma's will was read."

"Yes God .... Then how is this?"

🙋 kok Ninda the panicked 🙋

"I must answer it, willing or not, because if Mr. Rayyendra himself rejects it, all the property of the Pradipta family will be transferred to Kak Firza."

Again Ninda followed in shock, unable to imagine that she was in the position of Litha.

"You want to marry her, Tha?" ninda asked softly, her heart pounding quickly waiting for Litha's reply, unfortunately Litha just looked at Ninda confused.

Litha smiled bitterly, she told Ninda to get her own fresh air by borrowing a motorbike.

"Tha, I hope you don't act stupid!"

"You mean?"

"Every problem has a way out, don't try to kill yourself."

"Well! What's?" Litha chuckled, grabbing the motor key from Ninda's hand, whispering,

"I already know what it's like, and I won't try it again, it doesn't taste good."

"A-- What?!?"

Litha laughed more and more, in the wave of her right hand holding the key stepped out of the room leaving Ninda amazed because it was filled with many surprises this afternoon from her best friend.

Litha rode her motorcycle, deliberately searching the highland areas of the capital. He wanted to see his life from a different perspective, from a height for example.

This is where Litha is, the hillsides of the capital's natural attractions. A bench in the diner overlooks the boundless twilight sky.

Accompanied by a cup of dark chocolate breathe cold air before night. He got a jacket, then typed in a text message with sharelock.

'Brother, can I meet with Big Brother now?'

Not waiting for long, the reply from someone whom he greeted Big Brother retorted,

'I'll be there. Wait out.'

Litha took a deep breath and exhaled back strongly. Bathinnya is turbulent.

Is this the end or beginning of a destiny that he set himself? Will there be happiness that he embraces later or vice versa?

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