Forced to Marry High School

Finally home too

Mitha immediately left that place, with a brisk walk, more precisely half a run. The man who had helped Mitha, that,

he was about to turn around and enter the stall, when he suddenly remembered something. He has a reflex to hit his own head.

"WOI! WHAT'S YOUR NAME?" He shouted, but Mitha did not pester him and instead ran as fast as she could. "***, why can I forget his name anyway. Looks like an interesting girl, too, sweetie. Ck, I should have let him go home. Or I'll just suck it up, well, at least I can tell he lives where, all the time he's home safely." The man rushed to his motorbike, but his steps came to a halt, as he felt like he was stepping on something. The apaun lowered his head to look at it, and frowned when he saw it was a bracelet.

"Does this have that girl?" His inner.

"Rather than thinking about who owns this bracelet, mending I immediately unplug nyariin tuh chick. Before it gets any further." In a hurry heapun riding his motorbike, when he was about to advance his motorbike, suddenly there was a friend who called.

"Bas... Bastians... Went where? Just left, too, and I'm leaving again." Agus called to him.

"You want a girl." The reply was short, but the success made Agus frown.

"Huh? Why do you want to find him?"

"Make mastiin he's home safely." Hearing that, Aguels suddenly squinted his eyes with a faint smile.

"Don't tell me you have a crush on a girl."

The man named Bastian spread his shoulders. "Come on, maybe."

"WHAT? Seriously? How can?" Agus Seru.

"Oh, the way he spoke and everything he said just now, just kept on sticking up in my mind. I don't know why either? But I think the girl is attractive." Bastian said with a smile, something he rarely saw from his best friend and boss.

"Finally after all the full moon I know and sahabatan same lo, there are also girls who can attract his attention from the head of this BAXTARD motorcycle gang. Salute me both girls, just met you, but already can make you interested. His appearance is B. But I still do not expect if the cupu girl can attract your attention. Though all this time you've always been surrounded by beautiful and sexy girls."

"It seems like you really have a crush on just as much as girls. Uh, or maybe you've been dipped with him, so you immediately have a crush at first sight."

"Hhusstt... Ngaco. Than I was horrified by the talk of lo that ngaco, mending I nyariin tuh chick. He must be far away now, you're sure I'm talking." After saying that, Bastian immediately put on his helmet and launched his motorcycle to look for Mitha.

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"Haa... Haa... Haa..." Mitha's breathing sounded dull and irregular, it was all because she was running continuously from earlier. Sometimes he looked back, afraid that someone would follow him and scour him again.

Mitha fell in front of the shop, where she left her bicycle. His eyes stared at the closed shop, which meant he could not take his bike. Mitha also wondered why the stall was quickly closed, but usually open until 10, while this was only 09.00.

"Yes, I have to walk again until home. This is it, I'm tired. Where my legs hurt again it feels, thirsty too. It's all because of Rendi. If only he did not leave me on the side of the road, I would not meet the boy of the motorcycle gang. If I had been really harassed by Johan Johan, I wouldn't have apologized to Rendi. Because indirectly, he who has made me like a gini, because of him too, I cry a lot tonight. YOU GUYS ARE NYEBELINNN...." Mitha grumbled and ended with Mitha's annoyed shout at Rendi. "Hhuuff... Astaghfirullah... Can not be angry Mitha, later the demons will be anxious you are angry. You want to be happy with the devil, right. Hhuff... Calm... Calm... Can't be angry." Entertain Mitha to herself. After feeling that her legs were not too painful, Mitha continued her steps back home.

30 Minutes later...

"Alhamdulillah... Finally, I think I'm gonna pass out on the street." Mitha muttered weakly, as she gulped her saliva to wet her throat that was beginning to dry up. He really felt thirsty and exhausted. No, he had to walk a long way, before being faced with the drama of crying and rebellion, which he did in front of a stall. And it wasn't finished until there, he had to run back to leave behind people who might potentially hurt him again.

"Sorry, who is it? If you want to ask for a donation tomorrow, my employer is the same as his children are no longer at home. So turn it around tomorrow again. I actually want to give, but the money in the wallet needs to be thinned. Understandably just send money to the village, hehe... Family in the village, if I don't send money. Uh, why am I even venting the same mbaknya, hehe..." Mr. Lukman, security guard at Mitha's house.

Mr. Lukman came from the toilet, and when he came back, he saw a woman who was just standing still in front of the gate. Mr. Lukman thought he was a donation maker, because things like that have happened a lot. Maybe because the employer is always welcome if there are people who come to ask for donations, so they like to come again and again. Mr. Lukman did not recognize Mitha, as Mitha's current position was lowered with her head propped up at the gate. While both hands he used to hold on to the gate in front of him, to help support his body that was already very weak and tired.

For a moment Mitha laughed softly, when she heard Mr. Lukman's speech. And the next second he raised his head, and suddenly made Mr. Lukman surprised. Not only because he just knew, if the woman who was standing in front of him at this time was the son of his master. But because Mitha's face looked very pale.

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