Hot Duda: Love For Rangga

Sacred Honesty

》Master, I've been with Miss Indie. We went to a nightclub, not far from the hotel. I can make sure she doesn't return to her room until morning.

Goody. It is time to meet the Saints.

My room was not far from his room, was on the same floor and only a few meters away. I occupied the room just at the end of the hall, making it easier for me to observe as Indie slipped out of her room, leaving Suci alone.

Yep. Indie. The girl Raymond dated several times. But I guess Raymond had no idea that the girl was his fiancee's sister. As well as Indie, she definitely did not care about the Holy Life, let alone about that matchmaking. I don't think she knew Raymond was her brother's fiancee either. After all, Raymond and Indie had nothing to do with it. They were just friends in bed.

Geck! Geck!

"Who?"

I intentionally did not answer.

"Mas, is that you? I won't open the door if you don't answer."

Geez.. Be me cleared a little. And just a little bit of that, Suci was willing to open that door for me.

"Jahil," heckler.

I just smiled, walked in, and closed the door behind me. Up next...

"Mas...," Holy*elow. He was already squeezed between the wall and my body, between the rumbling of his heartbeat, he tried to fumble and recognize my face. "Don't do this, dong. Don't just shut up...."

Huuuuhu....

The gust of wind I blew in his ear made him tremble. It was hard to hold back the laughter from witnessing the natural response from her innocent demeanor. "It's up to you if you still want to be quiet, which I obviously know is you. The smell of your body can't fool me, you know!"

"O yeah?"

"No, this is you. You're a jerk."

"That's not how much."

"meaning?"

"There's something more ugly."

"What?"

"It."

Three, two, one.

He sagged to the floor while holding his stomach which was aching from laughing from the tingling.

"That's okay with you, Mom...."

"Joking, my dear."

"Not funny!"

"Yes. I just want to see you laugh. Pretty."

Tongue stuck. Very amusing. "Buck!" said.

I don't give a shit. I sat on the floor in front of him, pulling him closer to me, closer to me.

"So, are you ready to tell me?"

"What's the story about?"

"But you and Raymond."

The saints are starting to cling. "Don't talk about this, yeah. I beg?"

"No, this has to be discussed."

"Buck...."

"I should know. You're my future wife."

"Yes, but...."

"Please?"

Holy merema*-rema* his fingers. It was obvious that he was anxious and still reluctant to tell stories. "Stupid, Mas," she admitted. "Mama and Papa have a huge debt to Mas Raymond's family. Business debts. I do not know how, but his parents asked Mama and Papa to marry their daughter to become a daughter-in-law in the Dwi Anggara family. So, yeah that's it."

"Okay, up here I get it. So, what about you? You want to go straight? Wh why? Because he's handsome? Richly rich?"

Sacred shakes. "Don't know. I never agreed, but I was not given the chance to refuse either. They said I should thank them for raising me. They helped my parents a lot in the village, my sick mother. I don't know, in a flash everything counts."

Hmm. This is the same as human trafficking. And it feels like, if it's just money, it should be easy for me to finish it. And if given Raymond's desire to marry a virgin girl, it should be easy to free Saints from his betrothal that still continues, right?