Married The Man Who Tainted Me

part 7's

I had just felt the flying drift, but it had also fallen to the point that my hopes were blown to pieces. Finding the man who was outside the bediri behind me was not Agus.

Where does that guy know I'm here if not for tailing me. The hate that has been embedded is more fertile to see it in front of the eyes. I'm getting sick of seeing it!

Realizing my presence, the man twisted his body. As he walked closer he said, "It's good to ask me to take you home,"

My eyes are looking straight at him. "It turns out not only immoral, but also clever making things up," my fury hissed. Then the body left him. Sit back in place as I wait for Agus.

While walking backwards I kept shaking my head and saying the same sentence over and over again. "No way!"

I ran in and sat down with my knees cupped in the corner of the room. Folded both hands on my knees and then buried my face on it.

Instantly the nausea irritated my stomach as I felt the scent of perfume that permeated my sense of smell.

I raised my head. It turns out that the Juragan is already standing on my face. The perfume came from it. I tried so hard not to come out, but failed. My nausea exploded.

Rushing I ran to find a safe place to remove the contents of the stomach that had struggled to get out.

"Don't come any closer!" my prevent. I know his intention was just to help me vomit. But still I don't like it.

Steps ceased. Without answering, he reached out with a hand filled with bottled water. Only I thought, reluctant to accept the gift from him.

"Maybe because of late eating. It's noon already. I brought you rice. Eat it."

I didn't mind asking. Go leave it and sit in the place before. He walked behind me. But not sitting. Out of nowhere. Before long, he returned with the package.

"Eat." Give me a pack of rice for me. And another one for him.

"Eat we go home, yes," he said again while opening his rice package.

"No! Agus must have come to pick me up. He promised, and he never broke a promise!" sahutku while glancing at the packaged rice that has been opened. His distinctive aroma is appetizing. It makes me tempted to eat it too. What power, I still uphold a sense of prestige.

The scribe ignored my words. He ate his rice with greed.

My stomach could not be compromised, making a rumbling sound that attracted the attention of the photographer. His eyes glanced at my stomach. Makes a shamed hue color my face.

"Don't be selfish. Inside there are lives that also need to eat," he said before putting rice in his mouth for the umpteenth.

Lucky he thought so. So, there's no shame in maintaining the prestige to fill my stomach.

A wristwatch thread attached to his wrist. Turns out it's 13:00 wib. The stomach demands its rights. What's more when you see food in front of your eyes. With a slightly upsetting style I cheered, I picked up the rice packet that had already tempted the faith.

Food as good as this, dear also if it must be taken. My inner whisper after putting one mouthful into my mouth.

As long as I eat, not a word comes out of the mouth of the Magician. Either because you don't want to interrupt or because there's nothing to talk about. If so, how good would he be to leave.

One bribe after another I finally finished eating too. Inadvertently the tail of my eyes caught her wet lips that were smiling to themselves.

"This is the hungry mom or the grandpa? It's like that, '" he asked, holding back a laugh. She think that's funny? Not at all provoked by his crisp joke?

I think back to Agus. He waited three hours, but he did not arrive. Fret and uneasiness began to poison my mind. I looked at the Scout with a dislike look.

"Why look at me like that?"

"Does this have anything to do with the Juragan?"

"Why didn't Agus come? Does this have anything to do with it? Was he threatened?" My voice is a little high.

Juragan. My suspicions are growing. The arrival of the man who is currently with me must have something to do with Agus.

Must be Agus under pressure. It is not unusual, because he is one of the influential people in this village. Anything can be done if he wants to. So far he has not come.

"Good asked me to sign you here and ...."

"Lied!" my exposition. I'm getting mad he's still caving in. My blood was boiling hot to the tip of my head.

"He doesn't want me to marry you! He's the one who took me away from here! He's gonna marry me! Where could he have told you to pick me up!" my amuk exploded without being muffled.

"What if it's a fact?"

Soon I ran to see Agus. Worried something happened to him. Shame on! The scribe was so quick to catch my body. He grabbed me from behind. I was begging to be released.

"Don't be noisy. Be calm! If people on the outside hear, they can misunderstand, "he asked as he continued to embrace and one of his hands smothered my mouth. With the rest of my strength, I managed to let go of his hand that ripped my mouth.

"Wild! Let people hear and see the behavior of people who have been respected so far turned out this way! Not moral!" my peek.

"Kuhomon! Pity our son who's in your fetus."

Hearing him mention the 'our child' in my fetus, I was immediately stunned. It means he recognizes this as his son. I didn't think that line would echo in the ear. Suddenly a strange feeling surfaced in the soup. My blood flows warm to my head.

Seeing me suddenly silent, the boss slowly let go of his hand. Then, turning my body around until we faced each other and said, "I'll marry you. We both raised this child."

That sentence, similar to what Agus said to me. But the boss deserved it more. Because he is his Father. And it's his responsibility. Even so, I would rather hear that phrase from Agus. It is like a poem that can be used.

I nodded and replied, "No. I don't want to. I'll raise this kid with Agus."

"Don't be stubborn, Maya!"

"Who's stubborn?" my dispute. Isn't he the stubborn one? I didn't realize I didn't want to be married to him. Have taken my crown, want to have it all as well. Under the pretext of raising a child together. Selfish!

Cellphone ringing. He reached into his pants pocket to reach for the flat object. After seeing the name that was on the phone screen, he immediately came out leaving me to pick up the phone.

'Surely from his wife.' whispered my heart.

I heard the name Agus called. My curiosity was lured. To make sure I didn't hear wrong, I slowly approached the manager. Once close enough, I listened carefully. It was getting clearer in the hearing and .. it was Agus' voice.

"Calm down. He'll be fine with me" Juragan told the man across the street. Blood rumbles. Like a wave ready to hit the reef. Rushing I pulled the shirt of the man behind me and tried to pull the phone out of his hand.

" Gus ...," I shouted while trying to reach the phone that was still connected. I wish he could hear my voice. The draughtsman raised his hand high making me jump around to grab it.

"Get me, Gus. I'm waiting here." After struggling to reach for the phone, somehow the owner collapsed. Let the phone go. Not wanting to waste a chance, I immediately spoke to Agus.

"Gus, get me. Let's get out of here. Tell Juragan that you love me. You're gonna be the father of this boy." I was in a hurry to babble so I didn't give you a chance across there to say it.

"You promised to pick me up here. I'll be waiting for you. Gus ... Gus ...." Realizing there is no truth. I see the phone screen, still connected. "Gus ...," call me again.

"Hello, you heard me, right? Gus ... Listen, right?" No word yet, I'm looking at the phone once again, still connected. My heart became anxious.