Let go of me, Young Master!

Let go of me, Young Master!
Paying Contracts



The sound of crowing chickens was timid but Gea was still curled under his blanket. He felt the morning coming quickly. Though this morning drizzle down with a little bushy to make his sleep more soundly. Feeling in the back of the bed and stroked by a blanket certainly makes Gea lazing for morning activities.


The 22-year-old girl has a morning college schedule but she feels lazy to leave. Moreover, the lecturer was exposed to the killer further adding to the sense of laziness of Gea alone.


It was not long before the sound of her bedroom door being knocked on by someone who was very sure it was her mother.


"Gea, get up, it's noon" said her mother from outside the room. Gea squinted her eyes next to him. Just now he was going to have a beautiful dream and was even thwarted by the cry of his mother.


"Yes, Mom, five minutes!" scream from the room. Gea still didn't want to take off her blanket.


Meanwhile outside the house there were two people wearing black clothes like a deputy to the residence of Gea and his mother and a child who was about 7 years old was Gea's only sister.


"Excuse me." Hearing the voice, Gea's mother opened the door and greeted the two guests kindly even though she knew the intention of the two men's arrival was to collect the rent that was already late about a month ago.


"Bu Ranti, do you know if today is the day you have to pay this contract?" ask one of them in a flat tone.


Miss Ranti, Gea's mother already knew if her contract was late and now had to pay a double but the problem is that she currently does not hold a penny even for her youngest child's pocket money she does not have.


"Yes sir, I know but I don't have any money at the moment." Miss Ranti lowered her head. He knew that if the contractor in front of him was soon to be angry and let out a loud thunderclap.


"What did you say?!" The man's tone began to change which had been flat now slightly uphill.


"Yes, but I promise I'll pay as soon as possible." The rush of Bu Ranti chimed again the man's sentence so as not to get angry.


"This is the reason you've made it so many times, Ranti?" Ranti's heart was getting shivering. Gea heard a noise ahead. He immediately packed his blanket and looked for the sound. Still with the face of his pillow, Gea opened the door of the room and saw who the guests who visited his house in the morning blind like this.


"What's up, Mom?" gea asked, looking at her mother in fear. He also saw two men standing at the door.


"What are these fathers doing, in the morning already come here?? Want to marry my mother?" Just contact Bu Ranti nudged the hand of her eldest daughter while her eyes bulged. Ms. Ranti has been widowed since Gea was a dozen years ago. The 50-year-old owner of the contract did not seem interested in Gea's remarks.


"Heh, you think your mother is my taste?"


"Who knows, you're the widow of my widowed mother, you're a widower" Cerocos Gea is innocent. He showed his neat teeth.


"God!" Gea's heart seemed to be dislodged from his chest. The man snapped at Gea with a thunderous voice. Of course Gea instantly silenced his mouth.


"Don't marry my mother, who knows you are interested and like my mother, so I can contract here for free, heheh." The man snarled. Ms. Ranti grew increasingly furious with her son's behavior. He could have offered his mother as collateral. What a half-accused child!


"Hus, what are you talking about?" Bu Ranti spoke in a soft tone of fear if the owner of the contract ran amok.


"Who knows your soul mate, ma'am." Bu Ranti pinched Gea's arm slowly until she grimaced.


"Okay, give me another week, sir." The master glared and Gea blinked his eyes to make his condition work.


"Okay, I'm still being kind, if you don't pay for it in a week, get out of here!" Gea held her breath. Presumably the owner of the contract is quite different from the others, usually mothers who like to judge even this is the opposite. It's hard in the lobby.


After the two men left, Gea immediately sat pensively. Of course he felt sad not because the loan shark refused his request to marry the mother but he was thinking about how to get 5 million in one week.


"Gea, are you really asking to stay one week?" His mother sat down next to Gea.


"Well, ma'am, rather than us getting kicked out of here." Gea looked down lethargic. Mom will not be out of thought if the firstborn will act in such a way.


"Mother don't worry, I'll definitely find a job after this."


"No need to let me just, you focus on college to finish quickly." As the firstborn he could not just stand idly by even though the financial condition of his family was being destroyed. Moreover, the next week will certainly be the loan manager will come to their house and he does not want to be expelled from there because he also does not have a permanent place to live.


With a gontai step he finally left for campus. The lecture hours will start in about half an hour, meaning there is still time for Gea to do something else.


He sat pensively on a bench near a banyan tree that gave a shade this afternoon. Gea kept thinking about how to get 5 million dollars a week. Selling yourself? That was the first thing he thought about, because it was no secret if he dared to do that let alone in a week in three days was 5 million definitely in hand.


"No way, no way, I can't be like that" said Gea shaking her head. He had no idea how he could obtain such negative thoughts.


The lecture hours began, Gea followed half-heartedly even a lot of lessons given to lecturers no one was stuck in his brain. His mind is just money for now.


About 2 hours later, the lecture was finished. Gea just popped out. The plan is he will look for a job today but where and when is it that has not been found the answer.


Gea exited the campus and went down the sidewalk while looking around if there were job openings. Incidentally when he was daydreaming he found a pamphlet that contained the need for labor as a servant. He read it and felt interested in the salary offered. Gea tried calling the phone number.