
I will marry you." only that speech escaped Adi's mouth.
"You think I want to?" Erita was still raging, pushing Adi's body with all her might.
"We must marry Erita, I love you and will not leave you. Aren't you worried about getting pregnant?" he said he did not raise his voice.
"I hate you, I hate you so much!" he cried out in tears, the little hand clenched and still smacked.
Adi held her two hands, trying to calm and temper her anger. Adi stared at the puffy face with sincerity and tenderness.
"I'm sorry, I don't have any other way to get close to you Erita, you always dodge and it makes me desperate. I really had to make you have no choice but to accept me."
"I don't want to get married, I want to work and start my own career, but you're ruining it." her round eyes stared intensely in anger.
"I will take responsibility, I will marry you as soon as possible, or I will have to wait for you to be ready" Adi replied confidently.
Erita pulled his hand and he no longer wanted to face the brash man, he passed into the back room to pick up the bag and immediately left.
The road that began to deserted the vehicle looks sad for him, the steps are painful, his heart is also painful, his life is a mess. Her tears kept falling, sometimes wetting her hijab, sometimes falling on the streets, she was being crushed and desperate.
"Let's get in the car, I'll drive you home Erita." Adi's pinta gently, the man caught up with her and persuaded her.
Erita as if not hearing, he continued walking with limp and pained steps.
"Erita! You must be uncomfortable walking this way." Adi persuaded him back.
"I was uncomfortable, and more uncomfortable looking at your face" he said with hate.
"You can hate me but please, come up and I'll take you. Aji's coming home and he's not gonna like seeing you like this." Adi returns looking for an excuse to make her get in the car with him.
"I'll go home by myself." she answered still very emotional.
Adi no longer forced, he returned to the car and followed her from behind. Until the dark days of the girl still walking alone, perhaps her disappointment and heartache overcame the fear of being alone on a lonely road. But finally Adi could not bear to see Erita was still crying and walking slowly.
Adi got down and carried Erita into his car by force.
"Delivery." Erita hits Adi's shoulder.
"I'm going downstairs, I'm not sitting alone with you." Erita screamed in there but Adi was locked and he also got into the car ready to drive forward.
"You're deaf! lower me!" he shouted again, but the streets were quiet and there was no house in that place making Adi not care about Erita's loud voice.
"You're really mean!" Erita wept holding back the annoyed girl kicking and hitting with all her remaining energy.
Adi was furious this time, either because of Erita's hard punch and hurt him. The man again held Erita's two hands and locked her.
"Listen Erita, I can do it here. Don't lure me to repeat it." said Adi, it definitely made the girl shudder in horror.
"Be quiet and obey, otherwise I will repeat it as I please. You know, baby, it feels so good." said Adi with eyes that returned glittering holding something.
This time Erita had no choice, the girl was silent with an unrelenting buzz heard in the car that was starting to speed. Adi did not want to turn his head again, but the tail of his eyes could still catch the girl leaning and resignedly, staring at the dark sky left the eyes of the day. There was compassion in her heart but all had happened, and again she was not playing around but would make her a wife.
"We have reached Erita" said Adi softly.
Resuscitating Erita and the girl grabbed the bag rope that was coiled around her arm, of course she would go home and continue her crying.
But again Adi's sturdy hand grabbed him, held him for a moment and brought his face closer.
"I love you Erita." Adi kissed Erita's cheek, the girl threw away her face.
"Don't refuse me baby, I've got all yours, seen it and enjoyed it" Adi said.
The girl's chest rumbled violently, eager to scratch the face of the perverted man until his skin was peeled off. Not to mention he vented his anger, the door of his neighbor's house was opened.
Erita immediately came down without looking at Adi, or anyone else because his face was swollen and reddened. He opened the door and shut it tightly, somehow he passed through tonight alone.
Dev stared intently at the man in the car, he could guess that Erita was not doing well.
Adi does not care and turns on his vehicle, the man immediately goes to avoid Dev who looks suspicious.
*
Since that day, Erita had not entered for two days. But then he ventured to come in and work as usual. The incident is still kept tight, although Erita really wants to tell Aji, but again he does not want to be married to Adi the jerk who ruined his life. The days he spent busy thinking of himself as if he was useless.
"Erita!"
That day Adi approached Erita with a fluffy smile, her black eyes staring longingly.
"I'm busy." Erita did not even want to look at his face, his little hands were very busy with the dishes available asking to be filled entirely.
"I just want to know how you're doing, and think about what I said to propose to you." Adi was still standing next to the girl, her voice soft and slightly whispering.
"I don't want to talk about that." Erita was indifferent and glanced at her other friends afraid they would hear her.
"Later in the afternoon you come home in half three, I'll be waiting in front. I want to talk to you about us." said Adi still in a soft voice.
"If I don't want to?" erita answered without looking.
"I'll do it again at all times on your own. And I don't care if anyone else knows then we'll get married soon without a proposal." Adi replied casually leaving Erita holding back the anger.
He had no choice, he could not bring himself to shame.
"What's wrong?" his voice was faint and startling Adi who stood up, the man had already waited Fifteen minutes ago.
"Come in, we'll talk somewhere else" he ordered with a smile.
Erita according to get into the car, the swollen heart was still lusting to hit and kick the man who was driving, but not until it happened in the middle of a fairly quiet road.
"When are we getting married?" ask Adi.