Young Miss Pretends to be Poor

Celebration Preparation

No one knows that two more days are Kiki's birthday, but thousands of people know that the next two days are Yuki Amaranggana's birthday, the only daughter of Mr. Bhanu Tungga Jaya, a famous businessman in the country.

Everyone talks about it, especially entrepreneurs, young and old. Because Mr. Bhanu never appeared his son in any media. Even his mansion was heavily guarded from the reporters.

"Invitation to everyone. Mr. Bhanu has reported to the media that he will be holding a birthday event in a luxury building near the house that belongs to their family!"

"Well, I can't wait to see the face of the number one businessman's daughter!"

"The party must be very luxurious, everyone is invited!"

"What's the ugly son of his is covering up his identity?"

"Eating, eating, eating gratis ...."

And many more thousands of comments from netizens or citizens there. For those who can not come, there will be a live stream of the birthday event in the application yutup and aired live on all major television channels.

*

"Bapy! Why all the celebration??" yuki protest.

"Well, when did everyone know that you were Papi's son if you weren't announced?" answer Mr. Bhanu.

Yuki sighed, thus ending his disguise. The invitation has been announced in the media. The girl resigned.

"Especially Mami's child has not been spoiled anymore, she can even have her own business!"

Mrs Marlina Moon showed me a magazine about Yuki's bakery.

"Tomorrow on your birthday, we'll order cake and bread from your place, okay?" said the woman.

Yuki's eyes twinkled, forgetting his annoyance, imagining the tens of thousands of cookies that his Mama would encourage. Of course, a lot of money will flow into his pocket.

"Ah, may!" excited answer.

"Discount, huh?"

"No, Mommy. Entrepreneur number one asking for a discount? Mommy want me to be in the news in the magazine's news headlines?"

They laugh.

*

Queensya patented his latest dress, designed by Evan Gunavan, a famous designer. He spent fifty million on that ivory-yellow dress.

"Mama, big boss's birthday must be very festive. I have to look beautiful, donk!" his yell.

"Yes! Your sister where's Queen? The new suit is ready, try it out!" said Mrs Aini, Queensya's mother.

"Sister! Brother Candra! Called Mama!"

Ferry's best friend crept down from the sofa he was sleeping on lazily.

"What the hell, Ma? Do I have to go with that silly party?"

"You're it! It's a big invitation! You've always been lazy, anything lazy, college truant, to the company help Papa never! Clubbing is diligent! Hmh!" namel Madam Aini.

Lazily Candra took her coat and set it in the mirror.

"Once a item remains an item huh, sister?" ledek Queensya to the guy.

Candra grumbled while throwing her suit into Queensya's face.

"Review you!"

"Eh, shit! You won't be kurestui like Wenny! Won't!"

"Betake, I'll get that Wenny! A ten million rupiah bet!!"

"So she's the poor girl you made that bet on!" furious Queensya.

After that, they argued fiercely, making her mama dizzy to hear their cries every day.

*

"Ma, can I take Kiki to the party?" pinta Ranges.

"Rangga, please, you are not being betrothed, but that does not mean bringing Kiki to the party. New times last week we went to their house and you brought a girlfriend?"

"Yes! I'll go to the office first, Ma!"

"Eh, be careful, son!"

Rangga was upset and left the house, preparing to return to the company for overtime that afternoon. Madam Selly shook her head, allowing her son to leave. He knew since childhood Rangga will do good activities as regrettably. He just won't notice the time.

*

"Kiki isn't going to the store, is she?" rey asked his fellow officers.

"Yes, the phone said there was a bread and cake order for tens of thousands of orders for Mr. Bhanu's family. Duh, we have totality!" lie-lie.

"Mr Bhanu .. who is the famous businessman?" ask all the officers.

"Yes! And the great news from Mbak Kiki, we are all invited to make bread and cake there! That's why we have to do our best! All in my direction, huh?" said Rey.

All the officers' faces pias and nodded according to what their chief said.

*

Bu Yaah's house is very crowded every day. Order after order coming. Yuki says goodbye to Bu Yamah for an unspecified amount of time. Since Bu Jayah had mastered the recipe, then he allowed the girl to go home for as long as she wanted.

"Mom, he said it was in tipi, Bhanu Tungga Jaya wants to have his son's birthday party!" said one of Yuki's catering aides.

"Well, let's watch it on television, right? After that, we have a lot of work, if it does not work yes dapet money!" said the other maid while folding banana leaves wrapped in savory rice.

"Eh, yes! We didn't have much importance coming to the show. That comes entrepreneurs and famous artists! What are we doing!"

Laughter filled the room. Ms. Yamah came out with a flat face, she was carrying an envelope.

"Not come what? Read the invitation from the Postman!"

All were in contact reading the invitation opened by one of Bu Yayah's aides.

"Our names are all on this invitation!"

"Lho, how can you??"

They frown. Shocked and confused and distrustful of the invitation to read many times, flipping through it observing the authenticity of the invitation.

"Yes, but this is in the invitation we are asked to help prepare the dish for the guests. It just so happened that Sunday. We have to give up our vacation time to come there," said Bu Yayah.

"Yes, even if we're in the kitchen, but our clothes should be nice!"

"Wear a kebaya or a kaftan?"

"Hey, we're going there to cook, you know! Not condolences! Nice and no-nonsense clothes! It's an honor for our caterers to be given the opportunity to serve our cuisine to our invited guests! Entrepreneurs and artists!" said Bu Yayah.

"Ah, yes, kesandung kaftan even berabe!"

"Honey, Kiki just returned home .... His number is not yet contacted! Though he has this catering ...."

Bu Yayah's gaze glared.

"Yes, but there's no Kiki's mother's name on this invitation either."

"Times, anyway?"

Back the mothers were excited to find Kiki's name in the invitation.

"There is none" they said in unison.

"Missing maybe, huh?"

Bu Yamah only sighed, feeling sorry for the child who had accompanied him for three more years. She recalled the time Yuki came to the house and her attitude towards the girl.

"Ah, I'm sorry Kiki .. I hope you are a successful person. If Mr. Bhanu does not invite you, may you be more successful than Mr. Bhanu, until later I feel very proud and happy to get to know you," murmured Bu Yayah shed tears.