Heart Fragment

Seductive Girl

Heavy rain was accompanied by strong winds from early morning. There was a loud ringing of zinc in Nayla's modest house. The girl slept curled up in a thin blanket. Sometimes his body shivers because of the wind that enters through the small holes in his house.

His sleep was disturbed, his ears caught the sound of water drops seeping from the roof of the house. Instantly the girl was stunned, then sat down while twitching her own forehead. He then stepped his feet in a hurry, looking for a bucket in the bathroom as well as any container that he can use to accommodate raindrops in the house.

He is used to this kind of situation. In fact, ever since he was a kid. It's just that, now he has to do more extra work on it. Given the holes in the roof of the house, the more days the number seems to increase.

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"Neng, where else, Neng?" A middle-aged woman was standing at the door of Nayla's house. In his hand there is a plate containing yam as well as peanuts that have been steamed.

"Dad, Uwa?" Nayla rushed over while opening the door. I have heard the voice of Uwa Odah.

"Now, Uwa there's a little food for you." He handed the food over to Nayla. The girl smiled accepting it.

"Hatur nohun pisan, Wa," he replied later.

"Eh, Neng, Uwa pay attention to this, several times to see Eneng street with men, who would?" uwa Odah begins to interrogate. Ordinary the soul of the neighboring coco was attached to him as well.

"It's nobody" replied Nayla flatly. He did not want his neighbors to think.

"What true? Nice car, girlfriend, huh?" ask again.

"Not, but a future husband!" The sound of the ngebass sounded so resolute. Nayla and wa Odah immediately saw the owner of the voice. The figure of the man they were talking about suddenly appeared.

"Mas Devan?" the girl swallowed the saliva. He could hang, every time he saw the young man suddenly came.

"Udah yah, excuse me first," wa Odah then waltzed off to go out of the house. Feeling bad, being caught talking to people.

"Why did you come here?" nayla asked in the doorway.

He saw the young man in front of him. So casual in a suit of jeans and a white t-shirt. Not to forget the black jacket wrapped, he accidentally opened his zipper in the middle. Her hair was pointed upwards, natural black. It contrasts with her pure white skin.

Both of his eyelids that were shaded by eyebrows were not too thick, keeping a black bead that looked dearly at Nayla. The gaze that had been several days made the girl named Nayla difficult to sleep.

"You kidnap a prospective wife to KUA," said Devan as he lowered his eyebrows seductively

"Mas!" Nayla sniffles

Devan then put one of his hands in his pants pocket. Get something from within. He showed it to Nayla.

"Babylon?" Nayla frowned confused.

"Iyess is right."

"Make what?"

The girl in front of him ducked in embarrassment. Her cheeks are both white. He put a smile on his own lips, while his eyes saw a plate of food that was brought wa Odah earlier.

"I, want a job to Bogor," said Devan.

Nayla looked up, she looked straight at the two eyes of the young man in front of her. "How many days, Mom?" nayla asked with a sad look.

"Three days" Devan said.

Nayla's head seemed to be crammed with various questions. He wanted to talk but then got stuck.

"Please, three days a long time, don't make me wait anymore," Devan reopened his voice.

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There was a feeling that began to flow gently. When she could no longer hear the voice pleading or forcing her to marry. Three days is enough time for Nayla to understand what is called longing. It is like being tormented to withstand every turmoil that exists. The man named Devan managed to make him want to say yes.

He received an invitation from Devan at the time. An invitation that has not been written, with the name of the bride and groom as well as the time of the wedding. In his absence the piece of paper slowly, then carefully, his two eyes began to read each line of sentences arranged there. He chuckled amusedly while poking at his own lips, as he saw Devan's name written on the top dots. Now, it is his turn to fill in his own name at the points below him. Then when the young man came from Bogor, he would hand him over.

"Mas Devan mah, there-anya," said Nayla herself with an amused smile.

Shortly before he wrote his name. There was a screeching device on the side. Nayla then grabbed it and opened it. Some messages came in from an unknown number, making him interested in reading immediately.

Both eyes widened in disbelief, when he saw some photos that were successfully downloaded. Photos that are not worthy enough to be seen are clearly displayed there. That young man she knew, with another woman? On the bed?

Nanar Nayla looked at. Both of his eyelids slowly began to water, following the intense heartache. It's like burning.

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Bogor, at two in the morning.

The sexy girl finally went down the bed. It felt so good, after he got what he needed. As the young man fell asleep, he was about to leave the room.

"After this, beware that you dare to reject me again," he looked up at the young man. The man who had managed to humble him, would later bend his knees to him.

Tap tap tap tap!

The pounding of his shoe feet caused a resounding echo in the hotel room. He then tidied back his clothes and hair, which had been tangled and messy. A moment, before he actually left, he looked back at the young man who was still sound in the influence of his medicine.

"I told you no, never refuse me" he said with a cynical smile.

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