I'm Baras

Chapter 67. Make a promise

This man took one step forward, his smile was painted wide showing a row of white teeth. "Include me, Shahir," he said softly as he extended his hand.

Mayra who was shocked immediately opened her net to close what she was seeing. Mayra did not welcome the hand of the man standing in front of her. It was obvious that this man was still being polite to him.

"Here you go, if you don't want to, well after almost two years I haven't seen each other, you're finally here. Apparently, my tactics went well," said Syahir strange.

"Beautiful, I'm happy that finally, I was able to find you and it turned out that the bracelet was useful as well" Syahir said with a satisfied smile.

Mayra, instantly fingered her hand, recalling the red bracelet that had suddenly entered her body and the figure of the grandfather who was ready to serve her. Netra Mayra was staring even more dislike and sharp when she realized what was happening. Shahir who was standing not far from Mayra stood laughing in satisfaction.

"What makes you laugh is such satisfaction!" mayra was upset.

"I know everything is beautiful, lucky your father is so trusting that he doesn't reject my proposal, your father accepted my proposal in order to protect you." Syahir while walking around Mayra's body shortly unseen smile from the lips of Syahir.

"You!" mayra shouted annoyed.

"Finally, you're aware of what's going on, I've arranged it and I suggested to your father to find you a protector on that red bracelet, but dear ... the figure has been defiant and chose to be loyal to you," explained Syahir.

"I'm making a promise!" shahir Strict.

"Promise? Promise, what?" ask Mayra. Looking at the angry shahir.

"Promise, your father, marry me to you and you know, we're legally married."

Hearing Shahir's words, Mayra immediately retreated a few steps her body suddenly dazed, hearing the news that she thought was so strange. Mayra, looking at the security guard through his eyes Mayra seajan looking for justification of what he heard. The security guard just shook his head to signal Mayra.

"No, I don't believe it!" yell Mayra hard.

Shahir again laughed loudly that only sound chuckle and it makes Mayra more upset. Mayra again fixed her long scarf, smiling with a strange look.

'Acts, are you sure you will, you know for yourself who he is?' mayra's inner self tries to convince Aisah.

"Hem. I'll do it, but let her off guard" explained Aisah.

'All right, we do it together.'

Mayra was still with all her composure, letting Shahir stare at her without blinking. Seeing the attitude of Shahir that never changed, Mayra racked her brain thinking hard how she could turn her eyes on him.

"Dad, should we talk about this inside the house" Mayra finally bargained.

"Well, you better do that and just tell the figure in your body to come out, I already know your strategy," said Syahir suddenly.

"So-sook, what? You mustn't fabricate shahir!"

"Geek! Mak Tum, the old woman. Lucky I put a spy in this house. I'm satisfied that finally everything went well," said Syahir satisfied.

"You!"

"You can't believe it, look at that big tree, the figure over there is my errand boy I put him there to watch over you" said the honest Shahir.

Hearing all the words of Shahir, Mayra was really angry, without Mayra realizing that her hand had grabbed her long scarf and was shaking full of anger. Her net was staring hatefully, her body suddenly sitting just like that on the floor. His body seemed to be leading him, doing strange movements that he had never done.

Mayra did not answer all the mockery of Syahri, at this time he had to fight for himself even though Mayra realized that he was nothing on appeal to Syahri at this time.

"Well, we're talking inside" Mayra said suddenly.

"Finally, did you surrender before the war?" ask Syahri.

"Hem ...."

'Now, Aisah, ' Mayra's mind is giving the word.

White light directly out of Mayra's body, darting quickly into Syahri's body. Shahri who felt ponderous and underestimated Mayra immediately staggered holding her chest for a while. Syahri still held his chest and looked at Mayra full of anger.

"You!"

"Yes, I'm Mayra rejecting the promise you made to me, I should be able to protect mine, my home, even my pride and the promise you made that wasn't necessarily true!" shout Mayra.

Syahri with staggered steps trying to maintain his body balance, trying to get back up straight. "Huk, hu!" Shouted Syahri while scraping his mouth that released blood.

"How, you still underestimated me!" gertak Mayra's.

Syahri just smiled, looking at Mayra. "Do I have to attack you even though I shun your tactics! No, look at what my protector is doing I will return the figure that attacked me" Shahri as she set her breath.

"Look, Mayra!" shahri shouted as his hands shot up into the air and shortly smiled while blowing something on his hands.

The atmosphere of the yard that had seemed uncomfortable, increasingly felt sultry and changed with the cold air that changed quickly. "Acts!" mayra shouted, when she saw a light flash quickly and disappeared.

"This is just, Mayra warned, think carefully, the intent of my arrival, but ...." Syahri just stopped in front of Mayra.

Syahri without speaking, his hands have now moved, twisted, gripped and seemed to attract something. The movement of his hand seemed to be issuing something from a considerable distance. Syahri for a moment looked at Mayra, again a difficult gaze for Mayra to articulate.

"Get out!" shahri shouted loudly.

"Heat ...." Mayra cried out in pain along with the red bracelet coming out of Mayra's hand.

"Hem .. Finally, you obey also Grandfather, at this time you must obey me, take care of him for me and remember I can perform an antidote ritual for you. You remember who I am," hardened Syahri and then just left.

Meanwhile, behind all the events that Mayra faced there was someone who looked strangely at two people who were standing staring at each other with their strange eyes. The security guard who had noticed earlier could only wipe his forehead confused. The Syahri pat disperse the daydream of the security guard.

"I go home Sir, take care of the beautiful Miss for me and tell her what promise her Father has given me" Syahri explained with a smile.

"Sir, please pity Miss, she does not know about the promise, nor do I" explained the security guard.

Syahri directly touched the forehead of the security guard, rubbing it three times. "What are you doing Sir?" ask the security guard while brushing Syahri's hand.

"I just want to remind you, about the promise and the heartache of the wedding day I'm in stay just like that, but lucky she's pretty, tell me or I'll force her my way," whisik Syahri again patted the shoulder of the security guard.

"A-You ...."