CHARM SINGLE DADDY (Third Wife's Suffering 2)

CHAPTER 7 SAVINGS

Arya sat in a sofa waiting for the arrival of Kemala. Apparently after the child slept, Arya immediately went to her hotel. Arya is still curious about the story of Kemala's life, which seems to be a lot of family problems. Moreover, his father could beat and torture Kemala like not his own biological child.

Arya heard footsteps coming into her room. He smiled to see the coming. Arya seemed ordinary, still hiding her identity. Arya wears Zero's mask. Kemala smiled looking at Arya, this time he was a little brave. It's a responsibility head, it's broken yeah it's just broken.

“You have arrived. This time you look sexy,” praise Arya. She smiled and sat down beside him. Kemala took a glass of wine from Arya's hand and drank it.

“Can we start, sir?”

Arya felt challenged to see the courage of Kemala who is currently so aggressive. Arya pulls the nape of Kemala and they start making out on the sofa.

Arya looked at Kemala's back, there was a bruise scar a different scar, although with lighting that was not so bright the wound was so clear in Arya's eyes. Arya rubbed her back gently and kissed her.

“All will be well, Mala,” Inner Arya and yak long ended the game.

Arya hugs the friendly Kemala, trying to provide comfort. Before long Arya opened her mask, then smiled to see Kemala who was still closing her eyes set her breath. Fatigue Kemala smiled and opened his eyes. Arya revives Lambu then pulls the blanket to cover her body and the body of Kemala.

“Times!" call Arya in a voice like in the office. Kemala was surprised and widened his eyes. With doubt he turned back. How surprised he was when he saw his boss's face.

“Mr Arya!” Kemala got up and sat a little away while covering his body with a blanket.

“Yes, it's me. Why?”

“So the master who has been sleeping with me?”

Arya smiled then approached kemala.” Yes, because I liked you from the beginning.” Arya pulled gently Kemala then held her.

The heart of Kemala feels like it wants to come from its place. How not to first meet Arya he was also interested in apparently beautiful, mature and assertive and caring for all his employees. But not long Kemala a little push Arya. He is ashamed to be a moral employee.

“Master, I'm sorry. I have to go home.” He tried to get out of bed. But Arya prevented it.

“Where are you? I know in your mind that. Just chill. In our office as usual. I know you're doing this for your mother, right? I will finance your mother's treatment, if necessary transfer to a large hospital to get maximum treatment.”

“But sir, the money you gave me is more than enough.”

“Kemala. Even if you want to be my save. Your life and your mother and your sister will be guaranteed. No need to be a Club.” singer anymore

Thinking for a moment, He saw the look on Aryan's face that looked serious, but He would never want to be a mistress. “I don't want to be a mistress,” said Kemala for sure.

“Then?” ask Arya.

“Married me!”

As Arya's countenance changed, she did not expect the woman in front of her would ask for more. Arya gripped both of Kemala's cheeks and saw him sharp. How dare he ask for a status that he could not just give up. Arya's background does not know for sure. But Arya also thought, the girl in front of him at this time may have been desperate with everything that has happened in his life. The torture that his father did was probably what made Kemala take a shortcut. Moreover, his honor has been mortgaged for the sake of his family.

Kemala smiled faintly at Arya and then pulled Arya's hand from her cheek.he knew, Mana may be a big and honorable boss to marry her, even though her honor has been handed to her.

"It's okay. If you don't want to. I know, my position. I do this all too Indeed for the sake of my Mother and for my sister's school.”

“Alright but only limited to wedding on paper. But never wish I could love you. I am interested in you but not in loving. Take it easy, Your rights as a wife will be fulfilled and also your family. Surely you must also give me rights.”

“Good, I agree!” answer me firmly. He no longer thinks of himself. Most importantly, her mother and sister are currently in high school.

“Deal, we get married next week. I'll see your Dad.”

"Don't see Dad. Dad will definitely never agree I married.”

“Why?”

“Dad will never want to marry me, sir!” Kemala cried remembering all the words of the Father who did not want to marry himself on the grounds if he was only a carrier of bad luck and if that happened the Father would not hesitate to finish off the prospective child like previous year.

“You just calm down. Let my men handle your father, so he can marry us.”

Kemala shook his head while holding Arya's arm. “Do not sir. Not Dad. Meet my lek sir. Brother father.” Kemala fears Arya's life is sorted and he is certainly tortured just like when he was with his former lover. Lucky his girlfriend did not die.

Arya saw the glare of Kemala's eyes, clearly there was a sense of fear of its own. A fear that cannot be expressed.

He pulled out his blanket and covered his body. Occasionally see Arya who is now sitting leaning on the back of the bed while playing her phone. Even so, his hand played on Kemala's thigh.

“Stop, sir! Don't get to the top.”

“Why?”

Kemala smiled thinly.“Amused, pain.”

“But you enjoy, right.”

“Not that sir. My scar hurts. It!” Kemala grabbed his blanket and showed him some wounds on his thigh. Scar scar of the belt.

Arya saw him in disbelief, then he pulled his blanket and saw all the scars on almost all of Kemala's body.

“This one is new wound?” tanya Arya saw Kemala's thighs and arms that had new wounds. Kemala just nodded while grimacing withstanding the pain as Arya felt the wound.

“When?”

“Tadi before leaving for the club, So I was wearing long sleeve dres.”

Arya sees Kemala so pitying that she takes a cell phone and photographs all of his wounds.

“What do you do?” ask Kemala while pulling the blanket back.

“This is for evidence, Mala. Your father can you report.”

“No, sir. My mother loved Dad very much. What if you were conscious of the coma and knew you were in jail. I can be in my mother's arms.

Arya let out a long sigh and rubbed her face rough, She did not know what kind of family Kemala had