COST 10 BILLION
Chapter 8

Fara looked into Cello's eyes. "Don't make me wish for more" Fara said in a trembling tone. Other than her parents, no one loves her anymore. Unfortunately both of them have been called by the Power.

Now Cello gives us unachievable hope. Is it true that Cello will give his love or will he just give false hope to Fara?

"Ehem, not GR. I didn't mean anything." Cello was confused as to how to respond to Fara.

Cello turned the engine back on. They went back to the apartment. Cello just dropped Fara off in front of the building. After that, he returned to the office.

Fara entered with a shunt step. Someone was observing Fara from a distance. He accidentally saw Fara when he just got out of the car. "Fara," said Riska with a soft word.

Riska is the half-sister of Fara who is still in XI High School. Today he was invited by his friends to skip school. They had just got off the taxi when they were about to enter the clothes shop in front of the apartment building where Fara currently lives.

"I'll report you to mama" murmured Riska.

"Ris, what are you doing?" ask one of his friends.

"Eh, nothing. Have you chosen your clothes yet?" His friend shook his head.

"There choose later I will pay," said Riska while showing her credit card.

Riska and her mother use the rest of Fara's father's wealth to provide for their lives. Riska's mother, Miranda, doesn't work. He was busy playing crypto stocks on mobile. Sometimes he gains but not the slightest loss that he experiences.

"How much is everything?" ask Riska at the cashier at the store.

"The total is one million two hundred thousand," said the cashier mentioned the amount of money to be paid by Riska.

The girl offered him the ATM he had. "Berez. Where else are we going?" ask Riska to her friends.

"Are you sure there's still balance on your card?" ask Riska's hesitant friend.

"Still," Riska replied reassuring her friends. The girls left the store and moved to another place.

Almost every day they miss school. Riska is used by her friends. Even though he knew he didn't mind. What matters is that he is popular and respected in school.

After a busy day outside, Riska returns home. "Ma, mama," cried Riska calling her mother.

"What are you yelling at?" ask Miranda

"I saw Fara just now" Riska reported.

"Where?"

"He broke into a fancy apartment, Ma." Riska's words left Miranda dumbfounded.

"May you see it wrong? There's no way he's staying there. You know where he might have the money to rent let alone buy an apartment."

"Mama kudet's. Today there are holy girls. Nothing to be trusted. It could be that she's become a rich sugar baby om-om," Riska accuses Fara.

"really? If that's true, we can profit. We squeeze him like before" said Miranda conveyed his ridiculous idea.

"I agree, Ma. Tomorrow I'll take my mom to that place. We go to him directly" Riska responded to the mother's idea. The two laughed wickedly at the success of their plan.

Elsewhere, Fara is confused as to how she got in whereas she does not know the password of the apartment unit she lives in. "It's really complicated the entry of wear this. I understand," he mumbled. He looked to the left right and there was nothing to ask for help.

"He has been kind enough to pay all my debts that are as high as the mountain. I have to repay her kindness even though she asked for my life though," Fara muttered as she crouched down on the doorstep.

Shortly after, Anwar came with something in his hand. "Non Fara why are you sitting outside?" ask Anwar. He helped Fara wake up.

"My feet are tingling. It was coming in but I don't know how" he said. Anwar laughed at the girl's words.

Then he tells the pass number that must be entered in order to open the door of the apartment. "Do you understand?" ask Anwar. Fara nodded in understanding.

"I was told by Mr. Cello to hand this over." Anwar gave the paper bag in his hand. Fara received the paper bag and peeked at the contents.

"Handphones?" ask Fara to Anwar. Anwar nodded.

"In it is already Mr. Cello's number and mine. You can contact me anytime and anywhere I'll come at your command" Anwar told reporters.

Fara looks happy. "really? Thanks for the phone."

"Tell yourself to the person who bought you this phone" Anwar said, leaving Fara.

The girl went into the room. He can't wait to open his new phone. "Wah the apple is bitten," exclaimed Fara calling the latest mobile phone brand.

"Will he not go broke buying me a phone this expensive," murmured Fara as she flipped through her new phone.

A moment later the phone shook. He saw a call coming in from the cello. "Hello," Fara replied hesitantly.

"Have you received the phone?" ask cello over the phone.

"Thank you already" Fara said with a smile. He looks happy.

"Don't be happy just yet. It's not free. That's your fee as a cleaner in the apartment you live in. Don't be lazy! I don't want to see the apartment dirty in the slightest" said Cello.

Fara imitated the cello's speech on the phone but without making a sound. "Yes, yeah, bring it." The girl disconnected the phone unilaterally.

"Ihk guy ngeselin. She nagged the rich complex mothers again ghibah same friends," grumbled Fara.

A moment later the girl tried the camera. He selfies many times until the gallery hpnya full. "Udah quite later selected which is good," he murmured to see the photos of the shots.

Fara is preoccupied with playing mobile phones until her eyes are tired. "Hoam... So sleepy."

His hand accidentally sent one of the photos in his gallery to the cello number. "Udah ah ngeditnya tomorrow again. I'd like to upload it on social media to be rich."

Ting

A picture message goes to the cello phone. Cello saw the name of the sender. "Ngapain's the girl sent me a photo?" ask the cello to himself.

As she opened the picture message, Cello stared in disgust. "Basasar girls lack of work. She thinks I'll like her after sending this photo?"

Cello dumped his phone on the table. He then looked at the ceiling. Cello is lamenting his unlucky fate of having to get stuck in marriage because of a gay rumor that is still unknown who spread the fake news.

While waiting to come here