I'm Not a Grabber

Chapter 1: MARRIAGE YUK!

Before entering the story, othoor wants to tell you. This story is based on the short story of Mikah Yuk! Loh, kok? Yes donk, all because some days it is thought to combine from the traces of imagination one and the other. It will either be a mellow or a joke. Stay tuned, and be sure to look carefully.

One more, do not forget the Favorites first, yes.trus read to the bottom. Just like ama comment. Hope this work is accepted, happy weekend.

Kuy, we're starting to knit asa...

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"What's? Dad, please...."

A man in formal, stern-faced attire looked at his daughter with an unwilling look. Although there was a white hand rubbing his shoulders. Still the decision about the future of the only heir, will not be changed. Especially cancelled.

"Son, follow your daddy's request. Mama please, Shena accept this matchmaking for the sake of our family company." ask the owner of the white hand that turns out to be the Mama of the girl with narrow eyes, the owner of the dimple with slightly chubby cheeks was sitting in front of his parents with a pouting face.

Shena sighed, her eyes unable to see the pitying gaze of the mama who desperately hoped for her to accept the matchmaking of the business alliance. Don't want to get more inner pressure. Shena got up from her place

grabbing a college bag.

"Shena left for college first," shena pamit approached daddy and his mother to shake hands that became a ritual before she left for college.

"Son, daddy wait for tonight. Remember there's a family meeting with your future!" said the daddy after his daughter kissed his right hand.

Shena did not want to answer. The girl just shook hands and walked out of the living room which felt like a prison room this morning.

Braak!

"Eh, dislodged. Non, ngagetin mamang alone." exclaimed the gardener who was watering the beloved plants of the employer.

Shena's still not hugging. This time his heart was filled with deep uneasiness and resentment. Without giving a horn, his car drove away from his favorite parking lot.

Fortunately, the gate was opened. Otherwise, it would have been hit by the girl. Mamang who saw the strange behavior of his young lady can only be sighfar while continuing his work of watering plants.

The car crossed the road quite loose because this morning time is still showing too early to go to college. But the face bent with lips raved indistinctly in the mini Cooper car was not at all focused on the streets. Until he didn't realize the red light was on up ahead.

From the other direction, a car is traveling at normal speed and is about to turn south. The body of the car had just popped, but the hit was loud enough to shock the two people in the car.

Braak!

Ciiiits!

Braak!

"Sir, are you okay?" asked the driver with a panicked face to see his employer sitting in the back seat had to kiss the body in the car as a welcome welcome to the country back.

The man's hand with heavy arms with prominent muscles raised indicates if the condition is good. "Let me go down. Just wait inside!"

"Okay, sir." replied the driver, lowering his gaze.

The shocked Shena had hit another car without her noticing was still silent with a trembling body. The originally sour face. Now pale with empty eyes. The two girls' hands were still holding the steering wheel of the car as if in glue.

The man who got out of the car immediately approached the car in front of him. Some other riders also came down and stopped at the intersection of Kenanga road.

"Miss, out!" call one of the riders.

"Excuse me, let me try." said the man who was the victim of the impactor, getting other drivers to retreat gave the man access to try to persuade the driver in the car whose hood had already cleared the smoke.

The man tapped on the glass, but there was no response. There was no other way out of his mind. Without excuse the man pulled the car door that turned out to be unlocked or maybe due to a collision the door was damaged. A pale face with a trembling body inside the car made his eyes peppered on the girl's face.

One helping hand, "Miss, let's go out! Your car's been badly damaged."

That faint-sounding remark slightly restored Shena's consciousness. "I.., um....,"

"It's okay, give me your hand!" pinta the man guided Shena.

After helping Shena out of the car and getting the other riders to disperse. The man gave me a bottle of water. "Drink!"

Shena looked at the bottle with a blank look. Not because he did not hear the man's words, but his mind was still stuck on the request of the daddy and the shadow of the dinner meeting with his prospective partner.

"Hey, are you okay?" the man asked, flicking his finger in front of Shena's face.

Shena took the water and opened it and immediately gulped without keeping her behavior. Half the bottle had already moved to quench the girl's thirst. Suddenly his eyes were fixed on the body of the man in front of him who was standing casually while gulping down mineral water.

The sunlight that hit like a silhouette of inspiration for the dimple girl. A crazy idea flashed by just like that, making Shena smile faintly. Without the girl knowing. If his smile is caught off guard by the man.

"Sir, are you married?" ask Shena to the point.

The man gulped down his mineral water and covered it with a lid. His eyes looked towards the front where there was a small garden with children playing swings. "Yet, why?"

"Me too, Marry yuk!" invite Shena to resist the embarrassment and also the sensation of cold heat that radiates throughout her body.

"Our!"

The man choked without food. A handsome face with ash eyes, a pointed nose, lips of flower petals, thick eyebrows lowered his body and crouched down in front of Shena who was sitting on the green grass edge of the garden.

The deg!

The gazes of the two met, the ash eyes met with extremely clear pure brown eyes.

"Is your boyfriend cheating?" ask the man to guess.

Shena splashed her natural cherry lips. "I don't have a boyfriend, please help me, sir."

"Why?" ask the man again.

Shena was silent for a moment. Not wanting his plan to fail, then he had to give a definite reason and make the man in front of him agree.

"Why silence? I'm....''

"I don't want to be betrothed." replied Shena who actually can't play the drama.

The man smiled thinly, making Shena lowered her head because of the act of hunting people who play marriage to children like candy only.

"Master, forget it. I'm...."

"Come, we're married! Right now." interrupted the man suddenly made Shena's brown eyes wide with a gaze adrift on those adorable gray eyes.

"Ekhem! Still getting married, or?" asked the man, extending his hand.