
"As I said yesterday, today is the last day you stay here. Tomorrow, put your feet out!
Somehow the way you survive on the streets is up to you.
In addition to clothes and clothes. You are forbidden to bring a car, credit card or wealth in my house.
Let's just say it's a test for a brat like you. I'll wait four years, if in that grace period you're still the same as this and didn't graduate college with good grades, then all these hereditary treasures I will donate to the World's charitable foundation.
Please be a wild vagabond like your wild nature. " The wrath of Tuan Teja Rahardika on his only son Alfareza Rahardika.
The host's tone was flaming and piercing, making the room feel heavy.
Reza lowered her face with a furious expression. His neck muscles were clearly visible as he clenched his jaws together while holding back anger.
His hands seemed to be clenched as if he was ready to float towards the man before him, but he was still aware that the old man who was currently scolding him was his own papa.
Unlike previous days, where he always revolted and interrupted as his papa scolded him.
This time his lips felt faint to refute the argument of the person sitting in wrath before him.
Previously, he had various ways to make his papa want to cancel the issue of his expulsion. But it's all for nothing.
Even his mother who always pampered him with various treasures, who always obeyed his will, could only peck at the corner of the room.
The sculpting old woman held up her chin, watching the two men she loved clashing with each other. He started talking.
"Pa, instead of this being too cruel for Reza, how can a child of Reza's age survive out there, hiks.." Crying Ny. Nova broke to hear her husband's decision that seemed to have been round.
The woman then ran to hug her son.
Gently stroked her child's head as an expression of affection, as if she wanted to quell the anger of her baby who never wanted to budge on her husband.
"No! It's not so cruel, do you realize, you've spoiled her too much. Why do we keep keeping garbage like him. The contents of his brain only there are bawuran, bawuran and bawuran" Hardik Tuan teja once again.
His hand also pointed at Reza while cursing.
"I'm really going to donate all of my possessions to a charitable foundation without leaving even a little if he still doesn't want to change" he continued.
The old man who was filled with emotion then pulled a piece of paper from behind his suit.
"the contract is ready. Heh! badung kid. Sign this and come out tomorrow! Feel the harshness of the streets like your hard character. "
Reza seems to have no other choice. He came forward to the table where his papa pulled out the piece of paper.
Read what is written on it.
Two minutes passed with silence, not a single sound came out.
Reza already understood the contents of the piece of paper, now he felt he was in a difficult position.
Three simple things were the contents of the contract that he needed to obey. But the three things are also very difficult for him to do considering his nature and behavior at this time.
He even thought it better to duel with fifty other school students alone than to live out what was written on the contract.
Three things in the contract contain,
First, as long as he's expelled, he shouldn't be involved in any crime.
Second, he must not go into debt and must not use his surname to solve his affairs, which means he must find his own money, solve his own problems and also have to hide his family identity.
And the third, he had to graduate from college in four years, he also had to find his own college and pay for everything himself.
If any of those requirements are not met then the entire estate of the Rahardika family that will never run out for twenty derivatives will be fully donated to the charitable foundation after the death of her parents.
There are also rewards that appear in the contract.
if he passes the exam. The full rights to all assets and property currently in existence will be claimed in his name.
Everything now depends on itself. He will decide what to choose in the future.
Reza took the pen in front of him with her hands stiffened, her sweat condensing all over her pores which illustrated her unease.
He began to sign the paper as he clicked his tongue.
A thin piece of paper that would change his life completely.
In his mind were many dirty swears that he threw at his state this time.
He felt as if his life was in the confines of his own family.
But in his mind, though,
Isn't this treasure his right?
The treasure that should have been passed down on him was like his late grandfather who passed it down on his father without any effort.
He felt that it was appropriate for him to accept the fortune without any ridiculous conditions like this.
Reza further condemned his own father's behavior.
And what the hell if he fails in the strange test given to him.
The bum!
It was the first word that engages in his mind.
Is it true that all the property that should belong to him will be donated?
He is not the kind of person who shares easily.
For Reza something belongs to him, and now what should he have donated to the charitable foundation?
His evil heart is not that good.
He felt that his father was the real culprit in his beautiful life. His hatred for his old father was now beginning to grow thick.
"Are you satisfied now, old man? But after all this I've been through, I'll take all your property and I'll kick you out of here myself." Pekik Reza with eyes straight forward that look in full diligence.
He looked with a sharp look at his father as if saying he accepted the old man's challenge.
He felt capable of doing all three things despite his false beliefs.
"Okay, it's up to you! Now get yourself ready and get your feet out of my house tomorrow! "
The host with a flat face and disregarding Reza's words then stood up with a cold expression.
He took the signed contract on the table roughly, then passed it away just like that.
"Darling Reza, hikz. Hiccu.... You're here, baby. "
Crying Ny. Nova broke even more shortly after her husband shut the door hard.
He then approached again the only child he loved so dear to immediately comfort him, but Reza was also not a submissive child.
He did not heed his mother's advice and instead left the room at a quick pace.
Brak!
Since then, the richest family in Indonesia began to break up and Reza's new life will soon begin.
How's Reza's life going?