(Tak) Bile Sepahit Bile

Section 3

The baron sits quietly in a police car, though it appears he is looking for a way to escape them. His head bowed deeply, figuring out which place was right to escape.

In the middle of the journey a voice suddenly sounded, following the searing smell cramming their noses.

"God! What's this stench?" they said they closed their noses and wagged their hands in front of their faces.

Goody!

"It stinks of my fart, my stomach hurts so much, heartburn and twisting. I can't stand it, so I'll just get it out here. Ah, again .. I want to throw it again," said Baron while circulating about to take something out from behind him.

"If you don't let me go to the toilet then, I'll get it out here. Ughhhh!" The baron began looking for a reason to get out of the police car.

They pulled his car over one of the public toilets, standing guard as long as Baron threw away his wishes.

"Hey! Hurry on!" The police on guard banged on the bathroom door asking the Baron to come out immediately.

The sound of the water being ignited made them believe that the violent man was still inside. The longer the strangeness becomes more real.He opens the door by force, there is no one in there but the water that continues to pour. Then, glance up at the air hole that is easy for someone to enter.

"The prisoner escaped!" his screams also jolted the body of the Baron who was hiding in the bush behind the public bathroom.

He did not run because it was impossible to escape from the police. The police immediately came to check, looking around using a flashlight to be able to see the Baron. However, the position of the profitable Baron they could not find.

Goody! Go then!

The baron sat down when he heard the sound of the roar of the car leaving the public toilet. A few hours were still hiding there until things became quiet and safe, he said.

"The cops must be guarding my house. They think I'm going there, I'm not stupid!" The baron left and left the place.

He did not head to his house, but turned the other way while unceasingly cursing.

"Take a look at you, Cempaka! I'll get back at this!" threaten it in the heart.

****

While in the house, Cempaka was crying on the floor of his house. Hugging the knees, shedding sadness was also a disappointment because of what the man did.

The sound of the roar of the car jerking Cempaka's body, following a knock on the door made him immediately move to open.

"Good night, Miss! The prisoners escaped, and we thought we were going back here. We'll be guarding around your house."

Cempaka's breathing choked, her tears falling on the floor. He closed the door immediately after the police instructed, locked it and entered the room to calm down.

"How could he run? Oh God!" Cempaka was crying, fear instantly filled his heart. The baron will definitely be back either tonight or tomorrow morning. He must have been waiting for the policemen on guard to let their guard down.

****

The next day, the morning was blind at Cempaka's house.

Byurs!

Segayung water splashed Baron on the body of Cempaka who involuntarily slept on the mattress lepeknya. The girl jumped with a loud breath.

"Wake up, Slacker!" The baron gripped Cempaka's chin quite firmly. His eyes were so sharp piercing, fear clearly emanated in both of the woman's eyes.

"How dare you report me to the police! You think I'm easy to go to jail? You don't know who Baron is yet? Don't ever mess with me!" He violently threw down Cempaka's face until he turned around.

Plaque!

Slapping him twice wreaked emotion.

"If I don't remember the money I'm going to get today, I'm sending you to the afterlife to catch up with them!" the Baron was right in front of his face.

The baron laughed. He wouldn't kill that girl.

"I'm not going to kill you. Hurry up, clean yourself up. We'll meet with Mr. Caesar." The man asked Cempaka to get ready.

Roughly, the Baron grabbed the girl by the hair and asked her to go into the bathroom. Unable to resist any longer, Cempaka rubbed his wet face, and cleaned himself up.

"Don't forget the clothes I bought. Make sure you dress up too to attract the attention of Master Caesar." The baron ruled without looking at Cempaka. His hands were busy playing mobile phones, spending time with just playing games.

Cempaka sighed, squeezing the clothes in his hand. It was an illicit outfit that she never wanted to wear, but that day she wore it while crying.

The baron shouted to call his name. Celingukan make sure there are no police around there. Then, it groped Cempaka's hand violently when he had just come out.

His head glimmered with caution, worried about the existence of the authorities.

"Come on!" The baron turned around as he gulped, wiping away the sweat that suddenly appeared filled his face. He turns on his blind motorbike, taking Cempaka away to a restaurant.

"Don't say much, just be quiet and obey what you're going to hear there," recalled Baron who was not responded to by any chance.

The girl kept silent, holding back the crying that wanted to overflow. His lips were trembling, his facial skin as well as his eyes were reddened. The heat burns every taste within, creating a dew that builds up in both fertilizers.

"Down!" ketus Baron when he just stopped the motorbike in the restaurant parking lot.

"Remember! Don't say anything!" The baron pointed at Cempaka's face, before pulling the jacket the girl was wearing. Then, he slashed his hand to enter the restaurant.

Cempaka stumbled following the Baron's wide steps. The man took her to a private room devoted to special guests.

"Sorry, Madam. I arrived late" said Baron bowing in front of a woman older than Cempaka.

He looks elegant, sits in a beautiful style, which shows his class. Luxurious clothes wrapped her slender body, natural makeup that showed the beauty of her face.

The eye framed by the plumed feathers scanned the Cempaka's synthetic body from head to toe. Slightly sneered as the girl had a more attractive posture than her.

"Well, it's okay. Please sit!" His hand graciously allowed the two to sit down.

"Have you explained to him what he came for?" asked the woman staring at the Baron sharply.

"Already, Mistress. Does he know what's here for?" replied the Baron confidently.

The woman leaned back elegantly, folding both hands on the stomach. His haughty attitude was too, making anyone would giggle in awe when looking.

"It!" He threw a file in front of Cempaka. "Read, and learn the contents of the contract!" He ruled then folded both hands again watching.

With trembling hands, Cempaka took the file and read it. Tear down. Will her fate end at the contract marriage?

"Your job is only to conceive and bear children for me and my husband. Never expect more, let alone expect the love of my husband! Because you'll never get it!" say the woman with confidence.

Cempaka wiped his tears, placed the file on the table. He will accept his destiny. Only until giving birth, after that she would be freed from all of them including the Baron.

Cempaka's heart grew stifling as the woman gave Baron a thick enough envelope. The girl knew what was inside. That must be his sales money. The baron kissed the envelope, laughing out loud.

Intermittent, the door opened and an adult male walked into the room.

"Darling!" The woman greeted with pampering and affection. He sat on the sofa with his hands clenched his arms.

"She's the woman I chose to give birth to our child. Hows it? You likey?"

The man squealed, looking deeply at the figure of Cempaka.