Come Marry

Chapter 30 The Hardness of Life

Suddenly, Raka's steps came to a halt. Because, Cessi's hands are coiled in her stomach. The girl hugged herself from behind.

Raka was stunned and speechless, let alone the sound of sobs that made her soft. Until, wondering in his heart. What, he did is wrong.

“I, just want to be invited to marry in a good way, Bang. Not as forced, like this,” Cessi said in a trembling voice.

“Alright, let's get married!”

Cessi fell silent and let go of his embrace from Raka, even though he was just playing the etching. Hopefully, it can make Raka undo her intentions.

“Why?” ask Raka plain.

“It's not like that, how to propose to a girl, Bang! Later, people think that is not–not and as if. I have no price.”

Raka took a deep breath and explained, if life is very work. Unlike the novel, or drakor, which is watched by young people.

“Oliv, if you want a fancy proposal and wedding process? I can give it, but ... You said if, still want to go to school, right?”

Cessi immediately wiped her melted tears and nodded quickly, when discussing the matter of school. So, the spirit of the girl will be stirred and re-filled.

“Makanya, I invite you to marry me secretly. I just want to tie our relationship to a marriage. In order not to happen adultery and slander.I sincerely want to help, not because I feel lost Holy. Then, make you an escape.”

“I know, how hard you live life. I can't help you, if we're not bound. You can run away with another guy.”

Cessi could only smile wryly, hearing Raka's last words. One point that Cessi knows, that Raka is the type of person who holds a grudge.

Naturally, if the young man can't move on. From her lover and feeling sad. That's what Cessi had in mind.

“Now, you understand?” raka asks suddenly and makes Cessi a dim-witted. Because, daydreaming.

“Hah? Aye! I understand,” replied Cessi with a cry.

Gently Raka pulled Cessi's hand, and invited her. Back inside the house, after that. Raka invites the girl to enter the room this afternoon. He entered, along with the Beautiful Bik.

“Why, are we here?” ask Cessi curiously and widen her diversion. He was still amazed by the room, let alone the books that lined up neatly and a lot.

“Let's sit, here,” pinta Raka. He didn't even answer Cessi's question.

Like, the bull that plugged his nose. Cessi became obedient and obedient, everything she did for a better future. Her thought.

“Tadi, what does Bik Indah explain to you? About Saints?” asked Raka with a serious look.

Cessi explained, what exactly is the same as what Bik Indah explained without changing one. That, Suci is Raka's lover.

“He's a lover, Brother and go leave Brother,” Cessi jawan by presenting his smile.

“Because, Evil and perverted brother,” Inner Cessi.

Raka rubs the head of Cessi, making the girl's hair become tangled. However, he was not angry. However, just hold back the feeling of annoyance.

“What Bik Indah said is true, but .. she has not explained. Why, Saints go, don't you?” ask Raka again and get the headband from Cessi.

Raka began to explain how it all happened. Memories with Saints, the girl who was helped. But betraying him.

The harshness of life, sometimes makes people do all sorts of things. In order to achieve a desired goal, as well as the Saints.

At a young age, the girl was already good at seducing and became a beby sucker. All done, for the sake of the so-called demands of life.

“What? Brother seriously? Sugar beby's? Crazy, that's a guy!” umpat Cessi is upset. Makes Raka smile and goes back to her story.

That afternoon, just like yesterday. Raka just finished work and wants to go home, but. On the way, he saw a girl standing on the side of the road with a bag of crackles filled with tissue.

When, the car driven by Raka stopped at a red light. That's when, girls with brown eyes with dimples on the cheeks. Approaching and peddling the tissue she carries.

“Tissue, Sir, Mom, Brother, Ma'am,” said the girl whose name is Suci.

Raka, feeling sorry, lowered the windshield and gave the girl free money.

“Pak, the money fell!” holy Shouts. However, it was not ignored by Raka. The young man continued to drive forward his car, although the corner of his eye still saw Saints from the rearview mirror.

It was done by Raka every afternoon, until Raka ventured. Invite the tissue-seller girl, to get in her car.

“Hey! Little boy! Come here!” raka shouted as he waved his hand at the girl who was selling tissues.

“What's up, Om?” ask the girl politely.

“Log in!” raka orders coldly.

There was doubt, in the eyes and face of the girl. This made Raka explain. If, he's not a bad guy.

“I will not kidnap you! I just want to take you, to my house,” explained Raka and make Suci get into her car sitting in the back seat.

“Oh, yes. What's your name?” asked Raka while stealing the view with the girl behind him.

“Suci, Om,” he replied slowly.

“Don't, call me Om! I don't like it!” snapped Raka and drove off her vehicle. Leaving, crossroad. Where he met a girl who was in his car.

Since, that's when. Raka often picks up Suci and asks a lot about the girl's life. It is a very difficult journey and struggle of life.

Raka likes to buy Saints clothes, as well as money. In fact, Raka invited the girl to stay at her house. Where is handled by Bik Indah.

Makes Suci feel comfortable being there, and makes Bik Indah also close to the girl.

Raka strongly believed in what the Saints said, where the girl was. Saying if you don't have family or parents anymore.

This makes Raka empathize. However, when Raka was working. He unintentionally, looked at the girl who had been well-preserved all along.

I was walking with the boss, of course. It made Raka salt and approached Suci. More precisely, Raka felt betrayed.

“Suci!” slag Raka and make the girl turn around

Really, the view that holds Raka. When, seeing Saints gawked spoiled in the arms of the old man who was his boss.

“Abang Raka!” holy Screeches panic.

“Traitor!” raka said with a growl.

“Who is a traitor, Bang?” ask Cessi with a confused and curious face. Because the young man in front of him was silent.

“Hah? what was?” raka asked like a dazed person.

“Who is a traitor?” Cessi repeated her words.

“Itu—”