Tough girl in novel

*Episode 6

Maria closed the cupboard again after she found out what was in it. His hands were even warm enough to touch the clothes in the closet. Never mind wearing it, just touching it seems very heavy.

"can't. I had to go shopping so that this Maria could feel like a real spoiled child. Where there is a spoiled child of a rich man who looks so poor like this. I'm a simple person who has a lot of nice clothes."

"Eh, yes. Even if it's all your mom's choice. All my clothes are my mama's who bought them" Maria said with a grinning horse smile at herself.

He was pacing back and forth in the room while trying to think about what he should do now. Twisting the brain to fight the bad guys, it's hard. Moreover, the identity that he has today is Mary who is always noticed no matter how small the mistakes he made.

"Ah, what do I care about the identity of Mary. Because I'm the one who came in here. Then I have to carry out Mary's identity as I see fit."

"Huh .. the spirit of Lila. Eradicate all this injustice and injustice. Well, although it's only a novel, but you live here now. Go Lila! Comeing! What a strong attitude you have. Make them all not wart Lila."

Maria smiled as it had managed to expel the chaotic thoughts within her. Now, Maria's goal is round. He'll figure out a way that the people who live in his house can he throw out of this house one by one.

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That afternoon, as he had thought before. He was summoned to the living room by the uncle because of reports from his cousin and a clever aunt.

When he got to the room, he saw his uncle sitting with a crumpled face because he was holding back emotions. While her aunt and cousin were putting on a sad face that was so oppressed with positions that hugged each other.

'Well ... the deal will start soon. Let's see who will win this drama. Me, or you two?' Maria spoke in her heart as she continued walking.

"Uncle. Did uncle call me?" ask Mary in a soft voice.

"Sit, Maria! After sitting down you talk. The child does not know manners. How can the Hartono family make you their first son's fiancee with your attitude like this?"

"What did uncle mean to talk like that just now? Why did you meet me so angry? What's my fault, uncle?"

"Good! Now you're good at answering my words, Maria? Truly a big change from you after the engagement happened huh."

"Why does uncle's talk get me confused? I really didn't know where my fault was until uncle came home angry. Wouldn't it be unfair if I just kept quiet. Accepting the anger that my uncle is throwing, while I don't know where I've done wrong."

"Well, if you ask me where your fault is, then I will gladly say it. You see your cousin Tiara, don't you? Look at her cheeks, why is it blushing? What have you done to him, Maria?" Uncle Maria named Bimo spoke while pointing his index finger at the child who was in the arms of his mother.

Mary turned to the mother and son who were sitting and hugging on the sofa.

He smiled as he looked at the blushing slap marks on Tiara's right cheek.

"What have I done to him, uncle? I don't know at all. Why did my uncle ask me anyway?"

"Mary. Why won't you confess to what you did to your cousin, huh? You've slapped him just for trivialities." Tantri spoke in annoyance.

"Oh, did I slap him for something trivial? What trivial things are they?"

If it was the character of Mary written in this novel, perhaps she had already rested at the feet of her uncle. He will admit to all the wrongs he has been accused of. But actually, he didn't do all that.

"Oh my God, Uncle. How do I want to show my guilt now? Because I am not guilty at all. I didn't slap him. Anyway, I don't know what kind of trifles I have to slap him on either."

"Because he said you were careless to the point of messing with the Hartono family's grand plans, you were angry to the point of slapping him. Does that not include the mistakes you made, Maria."

"Oh, because of that? Uncle Bimo, let me explain in detail what has happened. Please listen carefully to what I say."

"First, I'm not arguing with him. Especially to be angry just because of the words he said. Second, I didn't slap him. Besides, if I slap her, not the right cheek will turn red, but the left cheek. Because I'm not a left-handed uncle. I'll definitely use my right hand if I slap your son."

Suddenly, the mother and child were shocked not dumbstruck. Those who hugged each other, finally woke up quickly while releasing their embrace.

"Pa, he's lying. He's the one who slapped me, Pa. Anyway, how does papa know that he can left right. His name also hit people."

"Ah, really? Do you need an example? If so, let's try."

"But before that, can I remind you one thing first? Left-handed in this house, Aunt Tantri isn't she? And I, no."

Hearing that, Tantri's face reddened from fear.

"What-what are you saying, Maria? Don't .. talk carelessly to you. There's no way I'm gonna slap my own son. That's impossible."

Tantri spoke in a tone of surprise out of fear. While Bimo, who had been silent earlier, now woke up from his seat.

"What theater have you guys been playing now, huh? Why do you dare make me so dizzy with all of you."

"Father, we're not playing a show. Why would you trust Mary more than us. The one who lied was Maria, Pa. Not us."

"Yes, Mas. Why are you even affected by the words that Maria spoke? He's lying, Mas."

"Shut up! You've made me tired in the office, getting tired at home. Don't talk anymore or I'll make you sorry."

"For you Maria. Forget what just happened here. We are one family. So there's no need to escalate the problem, right?"

"Is that fair to me uncle?"

"What do you mean?"

"none. I just feel like it's so unfair to me, uncle. Because usually, if I'm wrong, then I'll get punished. But when aunt and Tiara were found guilty, uncle did not punish them at all. Isn't that unfair to me?"