Forced to Marry High School

Meet the motorcycle gang boy

"Oh yes 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.

"Oh, that's it."

"What's the matter, Bun?"

"This is your wife's wallet left behind, like it fell earlier, because Mommy found her under the table, where she taught Nia earlier." Clearly Mother.

"Ohh... Yaudah let later Rendi who returned, already well Bun. I've been waiting for it."

"Yes, don't go home. Inget, you're no longer a bachelor. But a man is married, so take care of your company. Don't do anything that will hurt your wife." Mother's Advice.

"Yes Mother, it's Mother. Assalamualaikum."

"Waalaikum salam."

"Hhuuff..." Rendi breathed a rough breath, because she had lied to her mother. "Sorry Rendi for lying to you." Inner Rendi, with head lowered. And as he lifted his head, the first thing he saw was the sour face of the girlfriend. So that makes Rendi grimace to see it, because it looks like the girlfriend is in a snack mode.

"So where are we going now?" Rendi asked casually, trying to melt the atmosphere. They are currently in one of the eating places.

"Tau ah, your friend is not in the mood." Sasha said, turning her face away.

"No, it's really bad." Inner Rendi. "I'm sorry baby, I called you my friend. Wouldn't be possible if I told my mother that I'm on the same path as my beautiful boyfriend." Rayu Rendi while pinching Sasha's left cheek, making Sasha blush in shame, because she was called beautiful and treated gently by Rendi.

"Udah yah ngambeknya, if I say the same Mother again the same way boyfriend. Can I be homelin with Mommy, you want if your boyfriend is diomelin, hem?" Rendi asked, cupping Sasha's right cheek to face her. "Udah yamambeknya, later I buy anything you want." Rayu Rendi again, Sasha who heard it immediately raised her head with a big smile.

"Seriously?" Ask with sparkling eyes.

"Dear, I'm serious." Said Rendi with her sweet smile.

"Yes, you're welcome." Reply Rendi with a smile tilted behind Sasha's back. "Basar chick matre." Inner Rendi.

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"Hhuuff... Tired." Mitha sat by the side of the road, as she wiped the sweat that soaked her forehead. Mitha looked at the clock that was coiled around her wrist. "Gosh, I've been walking for half an hour, but there's still no taxi through. Though I can pay later if it's already at home, but why is no one passing by anyway?" Dumel Mitha was getting tired. "Yes I have to walk to the front of the alley, it's still a long way. I'm thirsty again, but I don't have money to buy water." Mitha muttered when she saw a stall. "Huh, right too. Why am I not thinking about it? Oh, my God, maybe because I've been thinking a lot lately, so my brain is lola. Mending now I'm samperin the owner of the stall, make a charger minjem. May the owner of the stall be kind and not fierce. Aaamii... Oh, my God." Mitha immediately got up from her seat and walked towards the stall. But not yet arrived at the stall, Mitha immediately stopped her steps. Mitha swallowed her saliva with difficulty, when she saw the people in the stall were mostly men who looked like motorcycle gang children. Moreover, they were wearing a uniform jacket, Mitha immediately turned her body around, and intended to leave from there. Unfortunately, he accidentally stepped on a plastic bottle and made a noise.

Mitha's heart felt like it was going to stop right then and there, especially when some of the motor children came out of the stall and shouted at her.

"Woy, who's there?"

Mitha gulped her saliva with great difficulty, as some of the motor children suddenly approached her. Mitha wanted to run, get away from that place. But unfortunately the movement was less fast, because the person who had shouted at him earlier, had held his arm firmly enough, so that made him unable to leave.

"Ka... What do you want? Take off my hands." Really, Mitha felt very scared at this moment, especially the friends of the person holding her arm had started to come towards her.

"Who's Han?" Ask the man who just arrived.

"You know, I saw him around here, so I'm a samperin. Uh, he's gonna run away." Reply to the person holding Mitha's arm.

"Maybe your face crept a few times, so he was afraid to look at your face."

"Asem lo."

Mitha, who was already uncomfortable in the midst of the motorcycle gang children, began to rebel to be released.

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