Li Na has recieved a drug Lord system. This system will help her become the best drug lord in the world. let us see how she begin to become the best drug seller that the world have ever seen

Rayna adalah seorang penulis muda berbakat yang sudah menghasilkan banyak karya novel best seller. Namun ia tak pernah mengungkap jati dirinya di depan umum, karena selama ini ia selalu menggunakan nama pena nya dan tak pernah mengungkap jati diri yang sebenarnya. Hingga ia suatu saat orang tuanya menjodohkan dia karena khawatir pada Rayna yang tak pernah tertarik menjalin hubungan dengan pria manapun.

Rayna adalah seorang penulis muda berbakat yang sudah menghasilkan banyak karya novel best seller. Namun ia tak pernah mengungkap jati dirinya di depan umum, karena selama ini ia selalu menggunakan nama pena nya dan tak pernah mengungkap jati diri yang sebenarnya. Hingga suatu saat orang tuanya menjodohkan dia karena khawatir pada Rayna yang tak pernah tertarik menjalin hubungan dengan pria manapun.

"Ma, ayolah! Rayna masih normal dan mampu cari jodoh buat Rayna sendiri. Lagian Rayna baru 21 tahun"

"Mama cuma khawatir sama orientasi seksual kamu Rayna. Abisnya kamu gak pernah pacaran atau keliatan naksir cowo. Mama kan gak mau punya mantu cewe!" kesal Risma.

Rayna menggeleng tak percaya dengan pemikiran mamanya. Walau tak pernah menunjukkan, tapi ia pernah tertarik pada lelaki.

Lagi pula prioritasnya saat ini adalah karir. Mumpung masih muda juga, Rayna tak ingin buru-buru menikah hanya untuk menyakinkan sang mama jika orientasi seksualnya masih normal.

Perpisahan adalah sesuatu yang sangat menyakitkan, tetapi itulah yang dirasakan oleh Lala setelah sekian lama. Berpisah dari kekasih yang sangat dia sayangi untuk selamanya. Kejadian 3 tahun yang lalu, dimana terjadi kecelakaan yang merenggut nyawa kekasihnya dan juga membuat Lala meninggalkan kota tempat terjadinya kecelakaan itu dan memutuskan untuk tinggal di desa bersama neneknya. Sudah lama Lala tinggal di desa ini, tetapi kenangan pahit itu masih terekam jelas dalam ingatannya. Kegiatannya hanya membantu neneknya dan melamun di pematang sawah yang sejuk dan asri berbeda dengan di kota yang udaranya sudah tidak bersih lagi. Hobinya yang suka menulis dituangkannya selama dia sedang duduk di pematang sawah, malah hampir semua tulisannya yang berupa cerpen dan puisi dimuat di berbagai majalah. Cerpen atau puisi yang selesai dia tulis dikirim lewat ayahnya yang datang setiap hari Sabtu dan honorpun diberikan ayahnya setelah mengambilnya terlebih dahulu di tabungan. Memang honor yang diberikan majalah langsung ditransfer ke rekening tabungannya, karena setiap mengirim cerpen atau puisi di dalam biodata dia tidak lupa mencantumkan rekening tabungannya, agar pihak majalah tidak repot. Dari honor tersebut Lala berikan kepada orang tuanya, neneknya dan sisanya tetap berada di tabungan untuk masa depan buat jaga-jaga kalau dia tidak menulis lagi suatu saat, walaupun kalau boleh jujur Lala tidak bisa lepas dalam bidang jurnalistik, yang sejujurnya sangat disayangkan bangku kuliah kejurnalistikkan yang dia jalankan dulu kini ditinggalkannya untuk selamanya padahal dari kecil cita-citanya kalau tidak menjadi penulis dia pengen menjadi wartawan atau reporter. Cerpen dan puisi yang dia tulis tanpa dia sadari mengenai kesedihan dan kepedihan atau istilahnya sad ending padahal selama ini setiap orang selalu menginginkan akhir sebuah cerita yang happy ending, tetapi anehnya cerpen dan puisinya selalu dimuat, mungkin ide ceritanya yang berbeda dari yang lain.

Sepuluh tahun telah berlalu, tetapi sedikitpun tidak merubah kehidupan Lala, dia masih sendiri. Setelah neneknya meninggal, dia memutuskan untuk kembali ke kota yang meninggalkan kenangan pahit, meskipun awalnya berat tetapi hidup harus tetap dia jalani, malah anehnya selama kembali ke kota ini dia mendapat ide-ide yang lebih segar dan fresh sehingga karya-karyanya makin dikenal orang. Beribu-ribu surat dari penggemar dia terima dan rata-rata mereka senang dengan karyanya dan pertanyaan yang selalu ditanyakan disurat apakah dia sudah menikah atau belum. Kalau dipikir-pikir di usia tigapuluh tahun ini, seharusnya dirinya sudah menikah, orang tuanya sendiri selalu menyuruhnya menikah, karena kakak-kakaknya semua sudah menikah tinggal dia sendiri yang belum, bagaimana mau menikah seorang pacarpun dia tidak punya karena hari-harinya dihabiskannya di depan komputer dalam kamarnya, bahkan sudah lama dia tidak pernah ke mal, restoran dan tempat-tempat hiburan lainnya, yang dulu sering dia datangi bersama kekasihnya. Dulu Lala adalah seorang gadis yang selalu ceria dan penuh dengan senyum, malah teman-teman kuliahnya menjulukinya miss smile dan kini dia berubah menjadi gadis pemurung walaupun begitu dia tetap ingin membahagiakan orang lain lewat karya-karyanya.

Sampai akhirnya dia menerima surat dari suatu percetakan yang menyuruhnya membuat sebuah novel. Ini menjadi tantangan berat buat dirinya , walaupun sudah membuat banyak cerpen dan puisi, tetapi kalau disuruh membuat novel dia harus membutuhkan waktu yang lama, tetapi setelah berpikir akhirnya dia menerima tawaran tersebut. Mulailah dia membuat sebuah novel dengan judul "Gadis Pemimpi" yang menceritakan seorang gadis yang berangan menjadi seorang penyanyi, melalui sebuah ajang nyanyi yang diadakan sebuah stasiun televisi swasta dia berhasil, tetapi perjuangannya tidak berhenti sampai disitu, malah tantangan terberat setelah menjadi pemenang dan keluar dari ajang tersebut tidak membuatnya gampang diterima perusahaan rekaman, dia tetap harus mendemokan suaranya dan menyerahkannya sendiri ke berbagai perusahaan rekaman yang akhirnya usaha gadis tersebut membuahkan hasil cukup lama. Ide cerita tersebut Lala dapatkan karena maraknya ajang nyanyi yang diadakan berbagai stasiun televisi swasta, tetapi sedikit dari alumninya yang akhirnya berhasil menjadi penyanyi sukses, malah terkadang dilupakan ketika mulai munculnya penyanyi-penyanyi baru, padahal suara mereka yang keluar dari ajang tersebut jauh lebih bagus. Selain menampilkan perjuangan gadis tersebut dalam meraih mimpinya, Lala juga membumbuinya dengan kisah percintaan sang gadis dengan produser rekamannya yang harus dirahasiakan dari penggemar sang gadis. Novel pertamanya tersebut diterima dengan sangat senang oleh pihak redaksi perusahaan percetakan tersebut. Pada mulanya Lala mengira novel tersebut tidak diterima oleh masyarakat, karena banyaknya novel percintaan dan remaja yang jauh lebih bagus dan menarik dari buatannya. Justru di luar dugaan novel tersebut laku keras di pasaran sehingga menjadi best seller dalam waktu tidak kurang dari sebulan, bahkan perusahaan percetakan tersebut menyuruhnya membuat novel yang lain. Mulailah dia membuat novel-novel yang lain dengan berbagai ide yang lebih menarik dan lain dari biasanya, sehingga hal ini membuatnya harus mulai sering keluar rumah untuk mendapat inspirasi dengan melihat orang sekitar dan lingkungan sekitarnya yang bisa menjadi referensi dalam novelnya, maklum saja sudah lama sekali dia tidak keluar kamar.

Tahun berganti tahun Lala semakin dikenal orang sebagai novelis yang terkenal dan sering diundang ke acara-acara di berbagai daerah karena keberhasilan semua novelnya yang menjadi best seller dan tidak pelit dia membagi resep kepada penggemarnya ketika dia diundang menjadi pembicara dalam acara tersebut, karena bagaimanapun ilmu itu harus dibagi kepada orang banyak, agar orang lain juga bisa sukses seperti dirinya sekarang. Oleh karena itulah sampai sekarang penggemarnya semakin bertambah banyak. Di usia menjelang 40 tahun Lala memutuskan untuk menikah, karena dia berpikir sudah waktunya menikah dan cukup dengan apa yang sudah diraihnya sampai saat ini. Lala menikah dengan dengan seorang duda beranak dua bernama Kim Won Shik yang keturunan Korea-Indonesia. Mereka bertemu ketika dirinya sedang mengadakan konferensi pers untuk peluncuran film terbaru yang diambil dari novelnya dimana calon suaminya adalah seorang wartawan. Memang karena banyak novelnya yang best seller pihak perusahaan film tertarik membuatnya sebagai sebuah film seperti yang sekarang sedang marak di dunia perfileman. Ini menjadi titik baru lagi bagi Lala yang harus dilakukannya karena selain menjadi penulis novel tersebut, perusahaan film menyuruhnya menjadi penulis skenario dari film tersebut, tentu saja antara menulis novel dan skenario berbeda jadi mau tidak mau dia harus belajar. Setelah acara konferensi pers tersebut hubungan keduanya menjadi semakin dekat dan mereka akhirnya memutuskan untuk menikah. Pernikahan Lala dan suaminya diselenggarakan dengan sangat sederhana, walaupun begitu ini menghebohkan masyarakat yang menonton dari infotainment, karena mereka selama ini tidak tahu kehidupan pribadi dirinya apakah sudah menikah atau belum satu hal yang sungguh tidak percaya oleh Lala pernikahannya diliput oleh infotainment televisi, padahal masih banyak selebriti yang bisa diliput selain dirinya.

Kini walaupun sudah menikah Lala tetap menulis selain tugasnya menjadi ibu rumah tangga yang harus mengurus dan menjaga suami, anak-anaknya dan kandungannnya yang berumur 5 bulan. Harapannya karya-karyanya tetap disukai masyarakat dan pernikahannya langgeng. Biarlah kenangan pahit yang dulu dialaminya disimpannya rapat-rapat.

Lala adalah seorang gadis yang mempunyai kenangan sangat pahit dimana kekasih yang sangat dia cintai meninggal dalam sebuah kecelakaan.Semenjak kejadian itu Lala berubah dari gadis periang menjadi gadis pemurung.Bahkan Lala memutuskan untuk tinggal di desa bersama neneknya daripada tinggal di kota.Dengan bantuan neneknya Lala memulai menulis karena memang hobinya adalah menulis.Bagaimana kisah Lala selanjutnya,apakah dia berhasil menjadi penulis dan apakah dia akan menemukan pengganti kekasihnya?

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Garis pelangi membentang seusai derai hujan.
Warna dan warni beriring, meski dalam perbedaan.
Bagai ragam untaian nada, bersenyawa rupa musik gubahan.
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***

Pram melihat jam dinding. Pukul 10.30 malam.

CRING! Pintu terbuka oleh seorang anak laki-laki, mungkin kelas 6 SD. Anak itu datang bersama seorang nenek berkaca mata tebal. Setelah membuka pintu, anak itu langsung berlari ke area snack, dan sang nenek berjalan pelan di belakangnya.

"Dio ... Dio mana?" padahal anak kecil itu tidak begitu jauh. Pram berpikir mungkin Nenek ini pandangannya sudah sangat rabun.

"Di sini, Nek!" jawab anak itu, bahkan tanpa melirik ke Neneknya.

Wanita tua itu berjalan ke arah Dio, cucunya. "Apa di sini ada balsem yang nenek cari?"

"Balsem di sebelah sini !" Pram sudah berjalan ke rak tak jauh dari meja kasir.

Nenek itu berbalik badan. "Ohh ... di sana ya ... sebentar." Dia berjalan pelan-pelan.
"Mana dia balsemnya?"

"Nenek biasa pakai yang mana? Ini mereknya ada macam-macam."

Nenek itu menggoyangkan kacamatanya sedikit. "Hmm ... yang mana ya? Nenek lupa."

Pram melirik anak lelaki bernama Dio yang sedang sibuk memilih cemilan.
"HEI, dek! Balsem yang mana yang biasa dipakai Nenekmu?"

Anak itu kelihatan acuh. "Aku juga nggak tahu yang mana," komentarnya bahkan tanpa melihat dulu rak obat. Membuat Pram kesal melihatnya.

Tiba-tiba Nenek itu menggenggam pergelangan tangan Pram dengan erat. 

"HAH!! Ada apa, Nek?"

Wajah Nenek itu mendekat ke arahnya. Kacamatanya dinaikkan sedikit dan alisnya berkerut.
"ANAK MUDA! Kamu mirip ... SANGAT MIRIP dengan cucuku yang satu lagi, RIKO!"

'EHH???' Pram memberikan tatapan tak percaya. Tak yakin rasanya. Cucunya berada tak jauh darinya saja, dia bisa tidak melihat.

"Riko adalah anak yang pengertian. Tapi sekarang dia sudah kuliah di luar negeri, jadi Nenek sering kangen. Padahal kalau ada dia, biasanya Nenek selalu diantarnya kemanapun Nenek mau. Zaman sekarang ini, susah menemukan anak muda seperti dia. Kamu tahu? Dulu itu, Riko ... bla ... bla ... bla ... ," Nenek itu terus mengoceh tanpa jeda.

Sementara Pram hanya bisa berdiri terdiam mendengarkan ocehannya. 

Cucunya yang bernama Dio sama sekali tidak membantu. Dia menggoyangkan tangan Neneknya "Nek...Nek... aku mau ya Jelly yang ini tiga! Nek ... Nek ... !"

Pram menengok ke arah Ricky yang kemudian menarik ujung bibirnya dengan jari.

'Ya...ya...baiklah...' 
Pram tersenyum mendengarkan ocehan sang Nenek yang akhirnya makan waktu sekitar 10 menitan.

Dan setelah ocehannya selesai, akhirnya mereka membeli tiga buah Jelly dan satu balsem yang sembarang dipilih secara acak oleh cucunya yang bandel.

***

"Fiuhh...." tak disangka shift malam ternyata masih ramai juga pembelinya.

CRING! Masuklah dua orang perem ... eh ... banci.

Pram berdiri. "Selamat datang."

Banci yang sebelah kiri berambut ikal, entah itu rambut asli atau wig. Yang sebelah kanan berambut lurus, nampaknya yang ini fix rambut palsu. 

Yang berambut ikal tersenyum pada Pram. "Oowwwhhh ... ya ampyuun! Ada staf baru tho di sindaang!"

Tubuh Pram langsung kaku. "Ehh ... iya Om."

Suara lelakinya langsung keluar dari bibir banci itu. "APAA?? OM? OM? OH EM JII!!Emangnya akyu Om-mu apa??"

"Err ... Maaf, Tante!"

"TANTE ??"

Muka Pram mulai pucat. "Ehh ... Maaf, MBAK!"

Banci itu tersenyum puas. "Naah gitchu donk. Baru cucok dech."

Sebelum berbelok ke rak kosmetik, mereka sempat menyapa Ricky yang sedang duduk di samping lemari pendingin.

Sepasang sahabat itu berjalan ke rak kosmetik dan sibuk berdiskusi tentang Make Up.

"Say, akika cucoknya pakai foundation yang mana yach?"

"Kulitmu khan berminyak, say. Cucoknya pakai yang ini niy. Kalau pakai yang ini, nggak perlu lagi pakai bedak, say."

"Iih. Tapi kok rada mahal yach say."

"Aiih ... kalo demi kecantikan mah ini murce keless. Masa kita kalah sama banci Thailand."

Pram berusaha mengabaikan percakapan mereka, tapi volumenya cukup keras untuk bisa diabaikan.

Tak lama kemudian mereka mendatangi meja kasir. Banci yang berambut ikal berbicara pada Ricky setengah berteriak. "Mas Ricky!! iih ... sombong deh nggak ngasih tau akika kalo ada 'barang bagus' di sindang!" komentarnya sambil melirik Pram.

Ricky tertawa "Yah ... gimana? Staf yang satu ini masuknya dadakan, jadi ya nggak sempat cerita."

Pram heran bagaimana Ricky bisa begitu santai menghadapi mereka. Dia cepat-cepat memasukkan data ke komputer. "Semuanya Rp 56,000."

"Aiih cepet bingits yach. Akika paling suka sama yang gesitt!" dia mengedipkan matanya ke Pram, membuat kaki Pram gemetar seketika.

"Mas namanya Pram yach? Aduuh ganteng bingits Mas. Makan apa sich bisa ganteng gini mirip pemain film Taiwan yang main bareng San Chai itu loch."

Pram melirik ke Ricky dengan wajah tegang. Dan seperti biasa Ricky hanya memberikan isyarat yang sama.

Muka Pram masih pucat. Dia menelan ludah.

'Aku juga harus tersenyum sekarang? Bagaimana caranya?'

"Akika bakalan sering-sering datang kemari ach. Selama ada mas Pram di sindang."

'OHH TUHAAN ... TOLOONNGGG!!'

***

TRRRRR...TRRRRR.....!!!

Ponsel Pram bergetar. Setelah pulang dari shift malam, Pram langsung tidur, dan dia nyaris terlewat sholat Subuh. Setelah sholat, dia melanjutkan tidurnya.

Tangannya meraba lemari pendek di samping tempat tidur, mengambil ponsel itu dan melihat layarnya dengan sebelah mata. 'JAKA CALLING'.

Pram menjawab. "Hemm?"

Suara Jaka terdengar nyaring. "Pram, kamu masih tidur ya?"

"Bangun. Kalau aku tidur, nggak akan bisa angkat telepon."

"Pram, kemarin kamu bilang mau hunting Novel. Ke toko buku yuk!" Dari suaranya, Jaka terdengar bersemangat.

"Umm ... iya. 1 jam. 1 jam lagi."

"1 jam lagi ketemu di toko buku?"

"Bukan. 1 jam lagi aku mandi." KLIK. Pram mematikan sambungan telepon dan kembali tidur.

***

Suasana Mall di akhir pekan ramai seperti biasanya. Pram dan Jaka berjalan di koridor menuju pintu masuk Toko Buku. Pram menguap sambil menutup mulutnya "HOAAHHMM ... !"

Jaka menggeleng. "Kamu masih ngantuk setelah tidur selama itu? Aku harus meneleponmu lima kali sampai kamu benar-benar bangun."

Pram menyeka ujung matanya. "Uh maaf ... aku memang biasa begadang, tapi yang ini beda. Ini bukan hanya 'terbangun' saat malam, tapi juga menguras fisik dan mental. Eh ... sebenarnya lebih ke mental."

"Memangnya apa yang terjadi di hari pertamamu?"
"Nanti saja kuceritakan pas kita makan."

Mereka memasuki pintu masuk toko buku dan langsung berjalan ke area novel. Jaka menunjuk ke area dimana biasanya novel-novel psikologi ditempatkan. "Pram, aku ke sebelah sana dulu ya..." Pram mengangguk.

Pram berjalan tanpa tujuan, lalu berhenti di rak Best Seller. Dia berdiri menatap beragam warna sampul buku dengan cap 'Best Seller' di sana.

'Apa yang kulakukan? Saat membuat 'Kekasih Angin', sedikitpun tak terbersit niat untuk membuat sesuatu yang akan menjadi Best Seller.'

Pram berdiri diam di sana, lalu berbalik badan dan menjauh dari deretan buku-buku Best Seller itu. Dia membaca beberapa buku sastra kuno, dan setelah berpindah-pindah dari rak satu ke rak yang lain, Pram memutuskan memilih sebuah buku.

Satu jam kemudian, mereka sudah berada di sebuah food court di lantai atas. Sudah selesai makan, dan masih ingin berlama-lama duduk di sana

"Kumpulan Puisi?" Jaka heran melihat buku dengan warna background hitam, dan cover bergambar kaca retak ber-judul 'Serpih.'

"Ya. Kumpulan Puisi."

"Bukan novel?"

"Bukan. Aku perlu sesuatu yang singkat tapi bisa menajamkan sensitifitasku terhadap kata dan rasa. Dan berhubung aku akan membuat novel genre roman yang pendekatannya mirip 'Kekasih Angin,' berarti aku perlu mendalami perasaan perempuan."

"Tadi ada buku itu yang tanpa plastik. Aku sudah membaca puisinya beberapa lembar pertama, dan aku menyukainya."

Jaka memperhatikan mimik wajah Pram yang serius. Dia lalu tersenyum. "Baiklah ... aku percaya pertimbanganmu, Pram."

Pram adalah seorang penulis muda berbakat. Dan dia sudah menunjukkannya melalui banyak karya. 5 novel genre roman-psikologi, 2 novel genre roman-thriller, dan 'Kekasih Angin' adalah satu-satunya novel murni roman. Jaka dan Pram sangat menyukai hasil kerjasama mereka, novel 'Kekasih Angin.' Pram memutuskan ingin membuat lagi novel roman. Tapi kemarin di mata Jaka, Pram seperti tak tahu harus memulai dari mana. Melihat Pram sekarang, Jaka merasa penulis muda yang satu ini mulai nampak memiliki semangat mencari ide segar.

Pram meneruskan, "Lagi pula, kalau sudah di atas tengah malam, pengunjung agak sepi, jadi aku kemarin agak bosan dan hampir tertidur. Makanya kupikir aku perlu membawa buku untuk kubaca di toko."

"Oh ya! Gimana hari pertamamu di S-Mart?"

"Hmm ... ada tiga pelanggan yang tidak biasa. Seorang gadis SMA genit, seorang nenek dan cucu bandelnya, dan sepasang banci."

Editornya nampak antusias. "Oh ya? Ceritakan detailnya padaku, Pram!"

"Yah ... singkatnya, mereka agak nyentrik. Yang selain mereka normal". Pram meneguk es teh di mejanya. "Ah ... Mas tahu kan, aku buruk dalam berinteraksi dengan manusia."

Jaka terlihat tersinggung. "Pram, kamu mau bilang aku bukan manusia?" Pram sepertinya tidak mendengar komentar Jaka barusan. Matanya melihat ke arah belakang Jaka, terbelalak.

"Ada apa Pram?" Jaka menoleh ke belakang. Ternyata ada Diana di sana! Diana adalah mantan pacar Pram.

Perempuan cantik berambut pendek itu sedang berjalan dengan seorang lelaki berpakaian resmi, lengkap dengan dasi dan jas. Jarak mereka sudah dekat. Diana tersenyum ke Pram, tapi wajah Pram masih tak bergeming. 

Pasangan itu sudah berdiri di samping mereka.

"Hai Pram. Apa kabar?" Diana terlihat lebih cantik dari dekat. Mengingatkan Jaka pada Bunga Citra Lestari. Dia memakai baju terusan lengan pendek, sepatu hak tinggi, dan anting berbentuk cincin besar di telinganya. Lipstiknya berwarna merah menyala. Parfum aroma mawar tercium bahkan ketika jarak mereka masih semeter lebih.

Pram masih menatapnya dingin. "Baik."

Lelaki di belakangnya terlihat penasaran. "Siapa dia, sayang? Temanmu?"

Diana tersenyum. "Mantanku." 

"OH! Pram yang penulis novel itu?" Lelaki itu terlihat bersemangat, lalu tangannya disodorkan. Pram menjabat tangannya yang terjulur. 

"Saya penggemar novel-novel anda, Pram! Ah ... kenalkan. Saya Bobby. Saya punya koleksi 4 novel anda, roman-psikologi. Saya suka sekali! Menurut saya, anda sangat cerdas!"

DUK! Diana menyikut dada lelaki malang itu. Bobby meringis dan berhenti bicara.
Wanita itu kembali bicara pada Pram dengan nada penuh sinisme. "Kamu sedang hang out dengan editor-mu, Pram?"

Pram menjawab cuek. "Kelihatannya gimana?"

"Luar biasa Pram. Akhir pekan begini kamu bahkan berekreasi bersama editor-mu. Sangat ... 'kamu.' Sayang sekali editor-mu laki-laki. Seandainya editor-mu perempuan, kalian mungkin bisa menikah." Dia tertawa sambil menutup bibirnya.

Jaka merasakan ketegangan antara Diana dan Pram. Tapi lalu Diana berkata sambil melirik Jaka "Aku cuma bercanda, lho. Jangan diambil hati. Aku pergi dulu ya. Selamat bersenang-senang." Diana melirik pacarnya, Bobby. "Ayo, sayang."

Pria jangkung itu menunduk sedikit pada Pram. "Mari ... kami permisi dulu. Pram, saya menantikan karya terbaru anda. Saya adalah fans ... ," belum selesai dia bicara, tangannya ditarik oleh Diana dan mereka pun pergi. Pram terlihat lega dengan kepergian mereka.

Jaka nampak merasa bersalah. "Maaf Pram. Aku jadi tidak enak. Kamu jadi diledek karena pergi bersamaku."

"Ah jangan dengarkan dia. Kami dulu berpisah tidak dengan cara baik-baik. Itu hanya kebiasaan buruknya, nyinyir."

Jaka melihat ekspresi murung Pram yang menandakan mood-nya memburuk. "Kalau ada yang mau diceritakan, kamu bisa cerita kapan saja, oke?" Respon itu membuat lawan bicaranya tersenyum. Jaka memang bukan hanya seorang editor baginya, tapi sudah seperti saudaranya sendiri. 

Editor berewokan itu melihat ke sekeliling. "Banyak orang pacaran. Hh ... nasib jomlo ya begini ini. Cepatlah dapat pasangan baru, Pram. Wajahmu kan ganteng. Kamu bisa dengan mudah cari pacar baru."

Pram terlihat sewot. "Enak aja ... memangnya gampang? Mas sendiri gimana setelah waktu itu batal nikah?"

Jaka menghela nafas "Memang sulit. Sulit ... bohong kalau aku bilang tidak mau menikah."

Pram menepuk pundak Jaka. "Jangan kuatir Mas. Belum saatnya. InsyaAllah nanti ketemu. Kita tunggu aja. Pokoknya, nanti siapa yang duluan nikah, harus traktir makan!"

"Ha ha! Oke siap!"

"Ayo kita toast, Pram!" 

"Toast pakai es teh?"

TRING! Dua gelas itu bertemu. Jaka berteriak "HIDUP JOMLO!"

"LHOO KOK?"

***

Pram adalah seorang penulis novel yang sedang mengalami 'kebuntuan' dalam karya terbarunya. Liburan tidak membantu. Maka atas saran Editor-nya Jaka, dia mencari inspirasi dengan cara yang tidak biasa. Bekerja sebagai penjaga toko. 

Shift malam (Night Shift) yang awalnya tak disukainya, lama kelamaan merubah seorang Pram yang awalnya agak 'anti-sosial' menjadi lebih bisa berempati.

Selama hidup, Pram sudah berpacaran tiga kali, tapi belum pernah sekali pun benar-benar jatuh cinta. Kisah cinta Pram dimulai saat dia berusaha mencegah seorang pelanggan toko yang nyaris bunuh diri.

For the preparation of Book, Mu Fan didn't worry. He searched the internet to look for what type of books are popular nowadays.
In the Fantasy store, there are many books from his last live. If he spent some Fantasy points, he would be able to get any book he wants and draw as his own
After all, this was a world with many anime characters. They wouldn't know the novels from his world.
However, Why… Why is the ACG culture here so crappy? All the novels are about the same. Some overpowered Character will transmigrate to another word with cheats. This kind of novel where ever it is published it would get hundreds of fans all over the world.
Well, that's fine too, after all this is the era of ACG.
So now he was searching for novels, he didn't want to make a book and it turns out that it was already published. That would be a crime so he couldn't afford to do something like that without searching.
Copying someone else's work isn't a simple crime.
Next, Mu Fan started searching for novels. But he didn't find anything he knew, he found the best seller ones, one called "Love Affair" and "Fantasy System" and "Dark flames goblin"… He didn't hear anything about those works before.
Sure enough, there were no books from his former world.
Looking at the sale details of these books, Mu Fan couldn't help but take in a cold breath. Those books had the same sale detail as the best sellers from his past world. Fortunately, he had his fantasy system and his writing talent. He really wanted to make a book and sell in Akihabara.
There are many books in this world.
But… Mu fan looked at the names and his mouth couldn't help but twitch. The pen names were "Sayane" and "Eromanga". Those two were Akihabara best sellers.
"Yes, I won't be able to face those two, I should just make light novels, let's drop the manga thing." Mu Fan looked at the two names and dropped the idea of making a manga.
For now, writing novels is the most secure way to make money. There were many publishers in this world which made it hard for him to choose.
So he began searching for the most popular one of those. There was Kadokawa, Fukimi and Jump j-book, but their style was different. Before he was in the Qidian, which was easy because it's the biggest publisher in China. But now he had to select from those three and he had to select a novel to publish.
Mu Fan hesitated for a bit, then he stayed in the interface of the Jump J-book library.
There was a big event going there which made him happy. A competition to decide the king of this year, the author needs to submit his work and as long as it gets chosen in the newcomers draft, he will immediately get 50,000 yen. The rest will be decided later and the king would get millions of yen directly.
50,000 yen wasn't a small number for him, and the king's reward doesn't have any relation to the sales. Jump J-Book is really the best for newcomers.
Mu Fan was happy. He was short on money. He chose to participate in this event and win himself some funds to solve the crisis he was in.
Thinking about this, Mu fan remembered Tomoya-san who said that he was a famous blogger and knew some people in the Jump J-Book.
Let's see what the best seller here is, then write a novel and then ask Tomoya-san.
"Open Fantasy Store and search for light novels."
"I.S Infinite Stratos!"
The first thing that appeared in front of him is this work.
In fact, this famous work was very popular in his past life but he didn't like it that much, because the plot was weak and boring, except for the harem part. The reason that it was a hit in that era was that there weren't many authors who write about a single boy in a school full of girls.
In this era, many novels were having that setting and many have harem too. It would be difficult for this novel to shine in this world.
In the end, Mu Fan found the novel he wanted.
"Exchange 'Accel World'!"
Mu Fan murmured in his heart and the little fantasy points he had disappeared. The novel disappeared from the store and appeared directly into his mind.
This novel was extremely popular in his past life. Although some people couldn't stand it because the protagonist was a fat boy, people who could see clearly knows that this was a famous work and it seemed natural to Mu Fan. Also, this novel was within the rules of the competition as the competition main genre is a game. Perhaps this novel will create a sales miracle in this world.
Seeing that there is still no one coming to the club room, Mu Fan started typing on his phone the novel he had in his memory, After a just a little bit Mu Fan hit the 3,000 words mark, due to the novel being in his memory and his talent in writing he was way faster than normal person.
"Ano… Who might you be?"
While Mu Fan had his head down looking at his phone, a beautiful female voice called out.
Mu Fan looked up and was stunned.
It was a beautiful girl dressed in a white short-sleeved school uniform. She was wearing an exquisite skirt complementing her pretty figure, matched with tight white stockings which gave a very pure feeling.
Her hair was brown, silky and ran over to her shoulder, a savory neck and a delicate beautiful face that looked at him with a gentle smile.
Looking at this pretty girl, Mu Fan was stunned for a few seconds and instantly a name flashed in his heart.
Regardless of the character or family or beauty, She was recognized by any boy in the school. She was…
Yuuki Asuna.

After crossing over to another world which seemed to be a fusion between many anime worlds, The Fantasy System was unlocked for Mu Fan. After finishing the tasks given by the system, Fantasy points are given which allows him to gain access to the Fantasy store that was full of daily talents and more.

Yuuki Asuna: You know how to cook a lot of dishes. Can you teach me?

Sagiri: I don’t know anyone called Eromanga-Sensei.

Many more characters and interesting plots await us.

~Translated

Jayne Rice opened her mail with glee. She knew the letter from her publisher would confirm the transfer of funds to her bank account in Escanaba, Michigan. It was the final payment for her latest novel, Midnight 'Til Dawn. The novel was another best seller. That made 10 in a row. The first of her Midnight novels was a good seller, but it didn't come close to being a best seller. It did, however, give her enough money to continue her writing career. She kissed the letter, smiled and went to the kitchen for another cup of coffee. She strolled out onto the deck of her home.

It was completely dark by 7 in the evening this time of year. The last days of October in Upper Michigan were nippy, with the temperature at night sometimes well below freezing. Snow is just around the corner, Jayne thought. Time to get the hell out of here. She gazed up at the northern sky. The northern lights were putting on another spectacular show, dancing with blue and white. The lights of Escanaba, across Bay de Noc, were sparkling along the far shore. Jayne shook her blond ponytail and retreated indoors. She glanced at a mirror on the door as she passed and smiled. Her smile was the best thing about her. Not that she wasn't pretty, but her smile was dazzling. It lit up the entire room when she turned it on, and she usually did.

Not bad for 35, she thought. Of course, the blond was not real. She had dyed it after her late husband had died 5 years ago. She needed the change and she liked what she did for her. It made her look 15 years younger. Everybody said so. She laughed. Of course, they are all my friends! What else can they say? Her figure was again trim. She stood five feet seven in her stocking feet. Not too tall, but not exactly a small girl either. Her twin 38's still had some substance, but gravity was doing its darndest to take over.

Jayne's true hair color was a mousy brown. In high school she wasn't the popular cheerleader type. She was more the biker girl type. She got pregnant when she was 15, quit school, and got married. She lost the baby and three more in the next three years. When she was 19 her husband was beating her up on the front lawn when the cop across the street intervened and kicked the shit out of her husband. After she divorced the jerk, she married the cop from across the street. John Rice was 30 years her senior. It was the best move she ever made. John treated her like a queen. They loved to come up to Upper Michigan and sail on their 26 foot Carver. Jayne gained over 100 pounds and topped off the scales at over 250 the first year they were married. John used to kid her about just having more for him to love. He wasn't kidding. He used to say she was "tons of fun!"

He meant it. It didn't dawn on her until after he died just how much he really cared for her. He used to say, "Honey, move over to the left a little, there's too much sun there where you are," or, "Honey, get into the center cabin to get out of the wind a bit." What he really meant was to move over, your weight is throwing the boat off center.
She completed high school with a GED and was happily married for ten years. They would spend most of the year in Rhode Island, where he was still a cop, a month or so in his family's summer home in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, and a few times they would take a week or so to play poker in Vegas in the winter.

He loved it there in Michigan and she learned to love it too. Right after they were married, the last of his family died and the summer home became his. He couldn't wait to retire and spend the rest of his life in Michigan. He didn't make it. He died of a heart attack ten years after they were married.

Jayne went up to Michigan to sell the summer home and realized that she would rather sell the home in Rhode Island. She went back to Rhode Island; sold her home; packed up everything she had; dyed her hair a Marilyn Monroe blond and moved to the Stonington Peninsula in Michigan's Upper Peninsula. She spent every summer there, and every winter in Las Vegas, where she played a mean game of poker. In the meantime she lost over 100 pounds and got back into great shape.
Jayne had always wanted to write, but her lack of education didn't lend much confidence in her ability to do so. When her husband died and she moved to Michigan, she had the time to spend on her writing.

She never did learn to spell very well, and always thanked God for the spell checker on her computer. She had never been able to see the nuances in the "too, two and to" and the "there, they're and their".
Her latest best seller, Midnight 'Til Dawn, was a novel about Las Vegas. It dealt with a female pit boss in the poker room in the Fremont Casino who had been murdered back in the 70's. Popular belief at the time was that the husband had killed her, but try as they might, the cops couldn't bring him to justice.

The book also dealt with a poker player called Michigan Slim who played poker there about the same time. Michigan Slim was reported to be a great player who chose to play in the small games. He would begin play at midnight, and play until dawn. Thus the name of the book.
"Midnight is when the dealers change shifts," he explained. "And they all think they can play the game well." Michigan Slim would win at least $300 every night in those small games. In the 1970's that was pretty good money. He lived quite well. One day he just disappeared. The dealers would joke about Slim being planted in the desert just south of Vegas.

In Midnight 'Til Dawn Jayne brought back Michigan Slim who was to solve the crime against the beautiful pit boss, and marry her equally beautiful sister in the process. The public loved it.

Jayne opened the refrigerator, took out a wine cooler, settled in the overstuffed recliner across from the large screen TV and clicked the remote, turning on the TV. She surfed until she found one of her favorite programs, Cold Cases. Immediately after finishing a novel, Jayne couldn't slow down without having an idea for the next one. Her favorite spot for getting her ideas was through TV and these old cases from years past.

The story tonight was about a child molester who was found shot to death in his own bedroom way back in 1955 in Newberry, Michigan. Hell, Jane thought, that's only about 80 miles from here! They sure must be hard up for a case for that one to make the unsolved list. The story was about the fact that there were no clues in the case save a partial thumb print that may or may not belong to the perpetrator. It was thought the father of the boy he molested might have been guilty, but without proof, the police could do nothing. Jane moved on to FBI Files. Then moved on to Unsolved Mysteries.

Unsolved Mysteries was about unsolved massacres. The most recent one was in 1983 in New York City. It seems that an entire mafia family had been wiped out on January 26th, 27th and 28 of 1983 without a trace. Twenty six members of the Tessinari family had been murdered. Nineteen were blown up in a pool hall and seven others had been shot in their homes over the three day period. It was deemed a mob hit where rival gangs were warring for some reason. No one ever knew for sure. The only clue was a partial thumbprint on the bathroom door knob of Tony Tessinari, the boss of the family. His head had been blown off by a shotgun blast from a 12 gauge with buckshot.

Jayne shot to attention. A partial thumbprint! she thought. And there was a partial thumbprint in the Newberry murder back in '55! Wouldn't it be something if they were the same? Shees! I think I have a new book here! Jayne was very excited, scenarios blowing across her mind like storms. It could make a wonderful story! She thought once again.

Born an outcast, Drazon grew up shunned by every other dragon in his home, except for his mother and teacher. Yearning for strength enough to defend himself and find his own way in the world, Drazon is forced from his home and on the run.

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Me and My Broken Heart adalah novel terbaru karya Wulanfadi yang sebelumnya sudah menerbitkan novel best seller, Matt & Mou.

Bercerita tentang Luna dan Mika, kedua remaja yang menimba ilmu di sekolah yang sama. Keduanya sama-sama pernah patah hati. Bahkan Luna sendiri masih se
tengah berharap untuk bisa balikan dengan mantannya.

Namun, Luna dan Mika yang awalnya hanya menjadi teman berbagi cerita, tanpa disadari mulai saling memendam rasa di hati. Dapatkah mereka menyembuhkan luka lamanya dan membuka lembaran baru?
Luna pun mencubit Maya. Luna pun pergi meninggalkan Maya. mereka pun tidak berteman lagi.
tamat

Sena melihat jamnya sudah menunjukkan pukul 9 malam. Sesekali dia menatap handphonenya berharap pak joko segera menghubunginya. dia memejamkan matanya sejenak 
Serendipity …. 
Serendipity …
Kata-kata itu muncul di benaknya, line hari ini, novel itu, siapa dia ???
Dan sena mulai terlelap…
***
Kring …kring …..kring ….
Jam wekernya berbunyi 
"ha...." Sena terbangun dari mimpinya. 
"jam berapa ini, tuhan ….." katanya sambil mengucek matanya. Dia menyadarkan diri sejenak. Mencari handphonenya
Whatsapp : Pak Joko 
Sudah bagus, kerjakan bab 4-5. Ada revisi sedikit tapi tidak masalah bisa diperbaiki nanti.bapak mungkin akan pulang pertengahan bulan depan jadi sementara lanjutkan untuk bimbingan online dulu. 
"finally… " sena menghela nafas panjang. 
"yeyyyyyyy …huuuuuu…" dia berteriak kegirangan.
"jadi hari ini, gue harus ke visco, " katanya 
Dia bangun dari ranjangnya, mandi dan get ready. Sneakers chanel, mini bag chanel dan set jas casual dari yes style sudah dia kenakan. Hari ini bandung masih diguyur hujan meski tidak lebat seperti kemarin. Sena mengendarai taxi online, butuh 15 menit dari rumahnya untuk ke vasco salah satu perusahaan penerbit buku di bandung. Dia sengaja memilih tempat penelitian disana, karena menurutnya jaman sekarang sangat sulit untuk memasarkan buku terlebih buku sastra seperti novel, antologi puisi atau antologi cerpen. Apalagi, sekarang sudah banyak beredar elektronik book dan aplikasi yang menyuguhkan cerita-cerita seperti novel dan cerpen. 
Vasco tak jauh dari bandung van java temapt favorite sena.  selain bangunannya yang historial ada banyak tempat menarik disana. Dan di jalan itulah sena bertemu dengan seseorang, bisa di sebut cinta pertamanya. sayangnya sena sudah lupa dengan wajahnya. Telalu singkat untuk terpesona dengan paras lelaki itu, dan terlalu lama untuk melupakan pesonanya.
	"sudah sampai teh " kata pak sopir membuyarkan lamunan sena. 
	"oh iya pak", pakek gopay ya pak, terimakasih " kata sena. 
"Vasco Company" sebuah nama terpampang diatas pintu bergaya modern klasik. Sena masuk, terlihat seorang receptionist cantik berdiri menyambutnya. 
	"selamat siang ibu, ada yang bisa kami bantu ?" tanyanya.
	"iya kak, begini, saya kemarin menyetorkan proposal penelitian di bidang marketing, saya mau menyanyakan kelanjutannya"  kata sena 
	"boleh tau atas nama siapa?" tanyanya
	"Avicenna Margareta " jelas sena.
	"silahkan di tunggu dulu ya bu" kata receptionist sambil menyuruh sena duduk di sofa. Sena mengambil beberapa buku yang sengaja disediakan di atas meja tunggu. Banyak buku yang best seller, ada juga kumpulan cerpen anak-anak yang sepertinya diperoleh dari lomba menulis.  Setelah kurang lebih 10 menit 
	"ibu Avicenna, anda di minta menemui Ibu Tika Marketing perusahaan ini, mari saya antar" katanya. Sena mengikuti receptionist itu menuju ke ruangan kerja marketing itu. Mata sena terpana melihat lukisan-lukisan abstrak yang menghiasi dinding. 
	"selera mereka boleh juga" kata sena dalam hati.
Sampai di sebuah ruangan di ujung koridor, 
	"silahkan, beliau sudah menunggu" kata receptionist itu sambil membuka pintu. 
Sena masuk kedalam, melihat seorang perempuan dengan rambutnya yang digerai dan kacamata hitam.
	"permisi ibu, saya Avicenna" kata sena pelan 
	"oh ….. silahkan duduk Avicenna" katanya menyambut dengan ramah 
	"panggil sena saja" kata sena.
	"jadi saya kemarin sudah membaca proposal penelitianmu, menurutku sangat bagus sekali, jarang ada yang mau meniliti marketing di perusahaan penerbit buku, saya sudah acc untuk penelitian mu, hanya saja, bukan itu alasan  saya memanggilmu " kata bu tika 
	"boleh saya tau alasan ibu ?" Tanya sena 
	"aku butuh tambahan tim marketing untuk penerbitan di tri wulan ini, aku kehilangan dua staff ku, yang satu resign dan yang satu cuti melahirkan. Kamu bisa sekalian menyelesaikan penelitianmu, lagi pula kamu tidak akan susah untuk mendapat informasi dari perusahaan ini, bagaimana ?" Tanya bu tika
	Sena terdiam …
"gimana ya, tapi kalau aku juga magang disini lebih efisien juga gak perlu repot-repot ngurus izin, dan pasti dapat gaji juga " batin sena dalam hati 
	"sena bagaimana ?" Tanya bu tika 
	"sebelumnya, apa saya juga akan digaji bu ?" Tanya sena tanpa ragu 
	"jelas… kamu akan menandatangi kontrak, untuk 3 bulan dan berarti kamu di gaji " jelas bu tika 
	"e… iya deh bu saya akan mencoba, tapi saya harus banyak belajar juga " kata sena
	"syukurlah ,,,,, kalau begitu kamu besok mulai kerja ya… masuk jam 8, besok saya akan bawa kamu keliling dan kasih tau job kamu apa " kata bu tika
	Sena kemudian keluar dari ruangan itu, dia keluar dari vasco. 
"I need some coffe " katanya 
Dia melihat sebuah kedai cofe di sebrang jalan. Tanpa pikir panjang dia langsung menuju kesana. 
Seperti biasa sena selalu melihat best seller coffe jika berkunjung di kedai coffe, matanya langsung tertuju pada coffe dengan nama GAYO WINE. Dia belum pernah mencobanya, dia mengambil biji kopi di toples mengambil beberapa dan menghirupnya, 
	"harum sekali " bisiknya lirih 
	"Kak Gayo wine satu " kata sena bersamaan dengan seorang pemuda di sampingnya. 
	Mereka menoleh …

baginya cinta itu seperti secangkir kopi. yang semakin dia hanya mencoba sekali dia akan tambah ketagihan. dan baginya manis pahitnya kopi adalah hal yang paling dia cintai.

One must know how treacherous this industry was. If this were another woman, she would do her utmost best to marry into an elite family instead of continuing in this trade; after all, the elites only looked for women with decent backgrounds.
She narrowed her eyes and took in a cool, deep breath.
His question was so direct that it sounded jarring to her ears.
As a result, she felt rather embarrassed.
She understood, though, that he did not have any ill will and was not out to mock her or make things difficult for her. He just wanted to know her real score with Mu Yazhe.
As her agent, he had an obligation to know everything about her.
She did not intend to hide anything from him as well.
She gazed into his eyes and neutrally said, "I don't like owing anyone."
He was surprised with her answer, yet somehow, it was within his estimation, too.
This reply was very much her style, after all!
She continued simply. "Who doesn't want fame and fortune? But if I rely on a man for a living, how can I preserve my dignity? I don't want that!"
He smiled in contentment, apparently satisfied with her answer. "Very well! I like your strong character a lot."
He suddenly leaned forward slightly with his eyes shining brightly.
"Do you know my ambition?" asked the man, dropping his voice's volume into a magnetic drawl.
She shook her head.
He smiled, leaned against the chair's backrest, and leisurely said, "For the last decade, I've helped Xingze conquer half of the entertainment world. I have greater ambition for you, though."
"Are you willing to work with me?"
"Of course."
"Before this, I need you to understand this very clearly. You can call showbiz as a tigers' den or a cesspool, but over here, the strongest get it all. There's no dignity for the weak! Since you have stepped in here, I hope that you do your utmost best. Don't be half-assed; I don't like it!"
As he said that, he took out a book and placed it before her.
She raised a brow and received it, only to realize that it was a script with a thick volume.
It was twice as thick as the script for 'The Green Apple'.
As she flipped open the first page, she saw the black and white lettering. This was a period drama which was recently preparing for the lead selection. This show, which was also a best-selling novel adaptation, was temporarily named 'Lethal Beauty'. Over three million copies of this popular intellectual property were sold in the country and abroad.
Three million copies!
What did that mean?
Once 30,000 hard copies of this book were sold, the novel would be listed as a best-seller.
Since this novel, which had been released these five years, was able to garner three million sales, that was to say that it had a massive fanbase.
It was said that price for its copyrights was at an astronomical sum of 10 million yuan!
This was the first intellectual property to be bought that much, subsequently setting the highest record to date.
What was more? With only the rights to the novel and without any confirmed cast line-up, the major TV networks fought for its broadcasting rights. One TV station even quoted 800 million yuan for the copyright fees.
"There is one good news and one bad news. Which one d'you want to hear first?" He seemed to be in a good mood and wanted to drag the suspense.
She willingly played along. "I'd like to hear the good news first."
"The good news is that you have a chance to fight for the female lead role.
"And the bad news…"


She became a surrogate mother in exchange for over a million yuan.

As the esteemed CEO of the most powerful Empire in the capital, he holds absolute power, while she is just an adopted daughter to a family of lowly status. She agreed to bear him his offspring, simply because her adoptive father's business was failing.
 
On the day of her delivery, the elder brother was born healthy, but the younger one was stillborn. Having fulfilled the contract, she disappeared from his sight along with the astronomical sum of money. 


Six years later, he is still that arrogant and high-profile CEO. When she accidentally gets embroiled with him again – like a canary trapped in his cage, he closes in on her. “Woman, do you think you can escape from my clutches?!" 

However, he does not expect a little kid to interfere; the boy pompously points his little finger at him and warns, “Mu Yazhe, you’d better leave her alone! She's mine – this baby's woman!” 

The man is alarmed, simply because the little kid's facial features are identical to his...

Tags: Adorable Child, CEO, Sweet Romance, Scheming, Wealthy Aristocrats, Fluff, Two-faced, Child, Rich and Powerful, Treachery

On a Random World, In a random city, At a random street
Our Main Character Arthur was at the deli, buying a pack of...chocolate hearts?
"Hey Ms. Seller how much does this cost" Arthur said before he smirked. " it cost $11". Arthur was dumbfounded, how can a pack of chocolate hearts cost so much. "Hmm...Ms. Seller is their a way to get a loan?" Arthur tried to negotiate but sadly it only works in shows. " SCREW OFF" the store keeper was pissed, this idiot is trying to buying chocolate hearts when he looks like he never dated in his life and what's worse, he couldn't afford $11. 
" ok..ok...ok, but instead of these fake chocolate hearts can i buy your heart?"
"Don't even..."
"fine...body?"
"..."
" ahhh I see, by any chance are you one of those emo people who like dark stuff, in that case how about your soul?"
" See yourself out"
( Fast Forward, he got a interrogated at the police station after he didn't leave )
- 1st Person Pov -
Damn that police officer, kept me in their for 2 hours. i even missed the date with my love
A/N: il leave that for you guys to figure out
wait...what is that? is that the legendary TRUCK-KUN!. why is truck-kun not coming my direction? 
Dang it, It's actually going towards that lonely idiot. hmm...what if i take his encounter
"heheheheHeHeHeHeHAHAHAHA!"
"IM COMING TRUCK-KUN, WAIT FOR ME!"
"I don't think I'm gonna make it, I guess I'll have to use plan 2"
i took out a ball from my pocket and threw it at the bum, telling him to get out of the way, but sadly ( for me) it was too late, he was taken my truck-kun
A/N: guys I think I'm going to use both 3rd pov and 1st pov cause its comfortable for me
Immediately after that he blacked out
'Where am i? What is that light? Am i going to heaven?'
'Ha like that's ever gonna happen, I'm going to another world right?!'
' i got to find the light'
FOUND IT!
He then went to the light trying to touch it and when he did, the light gathered other lights and made a pure white humanoid manikin wearing a handsome suit and has a box beside it.
" COOL! ok lets cut to business give me my wishes and send me to my world"
Even though the figure had no face, the person ( lets call him Arceus ) looked like he was about to punch someone.
"You DESPICABLE TRASH, WHY IN THE MULTIVERSE DID YOU INTERCEPT THE PROCEDURE OF SOMEONE GOING TO ANOTHER WORLD!"
Arthur being the daredevil man he is started to complain, " hey what do you mean despicable? when did i ever do anything bad and also that bum didn't deserve it, i had a hard life, plus how could i intercept his quote on quote procedure when all i did was throw a ball and he still got hit anyway"
"BALL MY A$$! YOU SHOT HIM WITH A GUN BEFORE HE COULD EVEN GET HIT!"
"fine whatever, but since I'm here you'll have to give me some wishes and send me on my adventure"
"sigh...sadly that is true I cant have you here doing nothing or its gonna break your mind, ok fine il send you on your adventure with wishes, also by the way no shop system cause its way too overused in novels."
" ok ok fine how about combining all of my wishes into 1" 
"and what is that?" Arceus said
" i want to be as powerful as you!" Arthur said shamelessly 
"COLOSAL BACKHAND SLAP" said Arceus as he proceded to slap Arthur into another dimension then teleporting him back
" Choose another or do you want another slap" Arceus said while smiling
'dang it, hmm....what wishes are op and fair at the same time'
" Ok Mr...?"
"Arceus"
"Ok Mr. Pokémon my first wish is limitless body, adaptable body, and perfect body which means all physical, mental, and spiritual stat can not be limited and they will grow by 0.99 every 12 hours and any universe i will fit perfectly"
"wow for a shameless person this is pretty surprising, this wish is doable"
" All right I'm gonna ignore that, my next wish is to have Perfect instant mastery so that i can learn anything to perfection"
" No can do cause you made me mad...il can give you a Mastery system that will only be used to upgrade anything you learn or see, i can also give you a stat menu but that's it" said Arceus with content on his face
" Last wish i want is Perfect Analyze so i could know everyone's weakness, strengths, stats, and could find out anything i want to know about them even the best way to hook up with them" said Arthur with a mischievous smile carved on his face"
" Ok, because you seem like fun ill give you a mind dimension where ill keep a entertainment liberty so you'll always get the latest episode of any anime, manga, tv shows, and even novels. Alright how do you want to look like?" 
"Gojo Satoru but let his hair be down" Arthur said excitedly
( A/N: here you go for how he looks )
" Send me to attack on titan, same age as Eren, and also same let my name be Arthur B. Genesis. Also let me ask you a question, this scenario has been in many novel and anime but why would it happen in real life to me, am i in a novel? is everyone a main character that will go to another world and by chance they will be recorded in a novel of a origin world where the same thing will happen to everyone in that world and this will be in an endless loop of real people getting wishes, going to another world, and being recorded by chance in a novel or anime in the origin world?"
Arceus started to sweat buckets, he thought ' not only is this kid shameless, evil, despicable, and unruling, he is also a multiversal logic breaking genius.'
Then he quickly snapped his finger for Arthur to go to his next world

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