Come Marry

Chapter 18 promises

However, Raka even smiled a grin. As if having a crazy idea to Cessi. He immediately approached the girl and cornered Cessie to the edge of the wall.

“What did you say, just now?” asked Raka by getting closer to Cessi, of course making the girl feel uncomfortable and holding Raka's burly body with her hands.

“Om, what do you want?” ask Cessi cautiously. Because, he knew that the level of Raka's great indecency would perish.

“You're in charge, to you?” raka replied casually.

Deg

Cessi's heart felt like it wanted to escape from its place.

“What kind of responsibility?” ask Cessi slowly.

She could not imagine what Raka would do to her. However, Cessi can only resign. Then, close his eyes.

Tak.

“Aw!” peki Cessi felt the heat on her forehead, it turned out that Raka was twitching her forehead using the young man's finger.

Cessi felt deceived, even embarrassed. Because, have been imagining things that are not-no. But that's all nothing happened.

“You, naughty, yes! Honestly, same with me! What were you doing?” tanya Raka starts interrogating Cessi. she wants to, hearing the confession of the girl.

Cessi just shook her head, softly and bit her lower lip. Whatever will be said later, will not make Raka believe just like that.

“Jawab!” snapped Raka was impatient, moreover, Cessi was just silent.

“OK! Okay fine! but, Om promise first, huh?” Cessi even proposed a condition, making Raka shake her head. Feel gelak, with the behavior of Cessi who have been caught wet.

“OK! I'm jani! Will marry you,” imbu Raka. Making Cessi gawk in disbelief with what was conveyed by Raka.

“Gue seriously, Om!” peekkik Cessi's.

“I'm a million, rius!” raka replied no less seriously.

Cessi took a deep breath, while pushing Raka's body slowly. He felt short of breath. Then take Raka to the sofa in the room and ask the young man to sit next to her.

Cessi's gaze locked onto Raka by holding the young man's hand, Cessi conveyed a condition that Raka must fulfill.

“Om, I want Om. Promise me, don't do anything weird, on me! Om, know ‘kan? If I was in school and had a long future. Masa, Om want to ruin it?”

Raka was stunned by what Cessi said, there was no intention in her heart to want to ruin Cessi. In fact, Raka is eager to help the poor girl who is now in front of her.

“Oliv! I'm not that cruel man! As a responsible man? I will never want to ruin, the woman I like,” explained Raka in a serious tone.

Being a good guy, Raka doesn't feel like enough. But by being a responsible man. Where to be responsible to the woman you love and give her rights well. That's a real man, not his– ruining his woman and saying for love. A woman must sacrifice her self-esteem.

Raka is not that type of man, who she thinks is a man who has no dedication to himself and his loved ones.

“Thank God,” says Cessi breathing lefa.

“So, you want. What am I responsible for?” ask Raka.

Cessi smiled and explained what she wanted. Where he asked Raka to be his guardian during school and pay for all the necessities of life, as well as school until he graduated.

After that, Cessi will devote herself to Raka with all the soul of–raja. As a form of return to Raka during her life.

“Are you sure of what you just said?” tanya Raka reassures Cessi. Because, according to him what will be done by Cessi is very heavy.

“Yes, Om! I'm sure as sure. What a pity, Om is willing to sacrifice a lot for me. Of course, just this way, which I can give the same om.”

Cessi is self-conscious, who she is who has nothing to exchange for Raka. Besides, being a slave who served the young man.

For me, Cessi is no problem. The most important thing is education for him, as capital that can be used. Someday.

If, he would be separated from Raka, at least Cessi has the capital of Ijasa. Trying to find a job and live it.

“All right, if that's what you want? I'll, make a letter of agreement. In order, all your rights. Can be fulfilled,” explained Raka. Accepting the requirements put forward by Cessi. Then, head to his chair and start typing on the laptop.

Cessi lets, Raka works while she. Sit back on the couch, playing with your cell phone. His.

However, Cessi's eyes were perfectly rounded. When I saw a post from a school friend who meng–nge–tag, I admitted. Where, a photo. Cessi is hugging Bargon with a hot capson.

“Who the hell, him? Why, so hate me?” muttered Cessi with an annoyed feeling. Because of that misunderstanding. It will continue and endanger his reputation as a student.

“Oliv!” call Raka suddenly.

With a step, Gontai Cessi approached Raka and asked. Why did the young man call him.

“There, what, Om?” ask Cessi in an uninspired tone.

Raka just showed her laptop screen, making Cessi look at the screen and round her eyes perfectly.

he did not expect, if the news that just. Read by him, already within Raka's grasp. Just that makes Cessi even more confused. How, explain everything.

“Om, it's not like that—”

“I, know! You guys just hugged, look too. You refused, because your hand was firmly grasping the young man's shoulder! But, what are you? If, Bargon is a son of a respected businessman?”

Cessi shook her head, because all this time, she only knew, if both Bargon's parents were very busy working. However, never asked about the work of the two young man's parents.

“Are you sure?” asked Raka who was still not satisfied with Cessi's answer.

“Seriously, Om! I could swear! Don't know, anything about the Bargon family,” replied Cessi seriously.

Raka rubbed her chin thinking, how do I clear Bargon's name. Because this case can spread to the realm of law. If, Bargon's father found out.

The thing that Raka was most afraid of was. Bargon's father will marry his son to Cessi. If, it happens. So, extinct is the hope Raka get the immortal slave.

“Om, so how?” ask Cessi with a huff, though,

“You must promise first, willing to follow all what I ask and must not dispute it.”

Cessi opened her mouth wide, after listening to what was conveyed by Raka. He smelled an unpleasant scent, behind the young man's plan.

“Mau, or not?” ask Raka again. Because Cessi is just silent.

“Depends! If, heavy and weird? I don't want to!”

“Basic, selection!”