Anggara lives with the luxury that her father gave her.
Whatever this girl wants will surely be given by a French-Thai man, who Anggara often calls as papah.
Anggara stepped into the door of his room. Opened the pink sprinkle door and then descended one by one the wooden stairs. This tall and slender girl only wore a tank top and oversized trousers that looked so simple but charming. Anggara became a girl who could do anything. Whatever he wants she can do.
As is her habit of bullying the poor on campus where she seeks additional knowledge.
In fact, Anggara's childish nature is the work of his father. By having such abundant wealth, Anggara grows into a spoiled child.
Anggara gulped down a glass of orange juice that was given to her by an old waiter.
Glek
Glekkk
Ahhh
"Want more, miss?"
Said an old waiter as he wanted to pour the orange juice in her hand again.
"Stop it. It's enough"
"Okay okay miss"
The waiter replied still bowing.
Anggara glanced harshly at this old servant. Her brown eyes stared suspiciously at this old servant.
"Do you have children?"
Ask Anggara In this old woman still with a very curious face.
"Can you lift your face? There's nothing I want to do to you. I'm just asking"
Said this girl still with a slightly peeking face into this maid's face.
"Hey!"
Anggara slammed the glass roughly on the floor.
The glass shattered on the beautiful marble tiled floor.
"bad poor people!"
Anggara violently slammed another glass on the floor again.
This old woman in front of her, was even more frightened.
Not daring to raise his head. Still loyal. With tears that were already flowing profusely.
"What is this? Anggara? What have you done to Mrs. Santi?"
A voice startled the two of them.
Anggara was surprised by the arrival of her mother, if it was her father he would definitely be defended. But this time it was different. What comes is not the angel of help, but the enemy.
Her own mother.
"Mama"
Anggara said stiffly.
a frightened expression on this girl's face.
"How many times has Mama told you! Aunty Sinta has worked with us for years! We should also respect her"
Say Mama anggara while walking slowly towards the old woman who is still crying.
"Ahh never mind mom, don't spoil them too much! Remember papah, right? Lowly people like them, don't deserve us!...."
PLAKKK
A hard slap flew across this beautiful girl's cheek. The slap left a red mark that was so obvious.
"Mom! What did I do wrong?! I'm speaking the truth! She's Mom's shit! Shit! Bad mommy!"
Anggara said half shouted
"Shut up! Your papa spoils you too much! He's been wrong in educating you Anggara Raquele!"
Anggara's mother said with a high intonation.
"Yes madam, that's enough."
whispered this old servant.
