Forced to Marry High School

Left on the side of the road

"Good." Said Rendi, then sauntered away from Mitha and got into her car. It didn't take long, Rendi's car drove quickly leaving Mitha alone on the side of the road.

THE TEST...

Mitha immediately wiped away the rough tears she had been holding back since. "Udah dong, you can't cry Mitha, you're a strong girl. So stop crying, don't be a weak girl. You can do it." Mitha comforted herself. Tears that had been held back earlier, continued to drip, soaking his cheeks. To make his glasses blurry. Though all this time, he had always been able to control himself, as his tears pressed out. But now, why does it feel so hard to hold it. Fortunately, he did not cry in front of Rendi earlier, he might look weaker in front of Rendi. All this time he had always been strong in front of Rendi, so that he was not easily oppressed or humiliated. Despite the fact now, he's been bullied. Mitha really did not expect that Rendi could behave as hard as before, let alone leave her on the edge of a quiet street like this.

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"Have I been too late, same girl? Was my attitude excessive? Why can I be that same as him? Though all this time I have never been rough with girls, ahh. Why also I think tuh chick, bodo very, ah. Who told him to make me go all over again. Let this be a lesson to him, so that next time, he does not argue my talk anymore." Again, Rendi's ego overcame a little bit of guilt she felt, and went back to justifying her actions.

"But can't you girls get a vehicle home yet? I dropped him off in a pretty quiet place. Ouchuhh... Why am I thinking about girls. Want him to get a vehicle or not, that's his business. Mending now I think of the right reason, so that Sasya does not sulk, because I am late to pick him up." Said Rendi, while on the other hand, Mitha was currently sitting on the side of the road where Rendi dropped her earlier. He is still busy controlling his feelings, in order to get better. Mitha looked at the street around her.

"When it's Sunday night, but the streets here are so deserted? Let alone a taxi or motorcycle taxi, I don't even notice anyone passing by here. I've been here for almost half an hour, hhuuffftt..." Mitha sighed, confused at the thought of the way she went home. He reached into the phone in his bag, who knows his phone can still be lit for a while, at least until he can ask someone to pick him up. Wrong too, why did not charge his phone at Rendi's house. If you believe this, he is also difficult.

"Oh, my God, why isn't there?" Mitha cried, when she realized that her wallet was not in the bag. Makes Mitha even more dizzy.

The Rendi House

"Lho, whose wallet is this? How's it under the table?" Confused Mother Desi, who accidentally found Mitha's wallet under the table. Out of curiosity, Mommy opened the wallet to see the identity of the owner.

"Jeez, this is Mitha's. He must be looking at his wallet now, mending I call him now." Mother also tried to contact Mitha, but could not connect, because Mitha's phone was dead because it ran out of power. Because Mitha could not be contacted, Mother also contacted Rendi.

"Hello Bun, why?"

"Hehe... Mother Assalamualaikum, sorry to forget." Rendi Grin.

"Waalaikum salam, so Kak should always be decorated to say hello, so as not to forget again."

"Yes Mother."

"Oh well Brother, Mitha is still the same as you?" Rendi gulped her saliva with great difficulty, upon hearing her mother's question.

"mmm... Mitha was not the same as Rendi again Bun, just finished nganterin him, I went to hang out with my friends." Lying Rendi, because she is currently on her way with Sasha.

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