Marrying a Man of Parental Choice

Brutal Hendry

"Om and Auntie are there, Ta?" ask Hendry. "They've rested, Hen," he replied. "Come, let's go, '" asked Rita while reaching for the key in her bag.

"Tomorrow, I'll have breakfast again at your house, let me put all that cake in my stomach, Ta," said Hendry comforted and mocked him. Rita simply rubbed it with an irritated look.

"You're angry, more beautiful, Ta" whispered Hendry in Rita's ear. They arrived and sat down again as usual, on the balcony.

"Ta, since my people are here, do you bring supplies for them every day?" Henry began their conversation. "Parent Hen, the portion of the meal is also not how much each afternoon I take for them, as well as for my Order" replied Rita again.

Hendry took a canned drink and gulped it down, a can, again, again ... "Later drunk, Hen," intercepts Rita seeing that she's been drinking more than a can. "This ... not how much, Ta," he replied as he looked at Rita.

"Ta, here you keep!" Hendry hands Rita a stack of money. "For what, Hen?" rita asked confusedly. For you to buy vegetables and cook for Ortu, do not be rejected, or ..." Hendry's eyes stared intently at Rita, and they looked at him. "Or ... what, Hen?" rita asked, confused.

"I'm going to devour you, Ta," Hendry threatened as he approached and got closer to Rita. He held his face with his hands. "You smell of alcohol, Hen. Already drunk?" ask Rita.

"Yes, already drunk, romantically drunk," replied Hendry, swallowing a laugh. "Hen, the money is mostly, you keep aza, well," pinta Rita again. "Are you sure you don't want to accept?" ask Hendry. "Relatedly sure," he replied firmly.

Hendry approached kissing Rita brutally. Rita tried to fight back again failed. Rita continued to wrangle, but the heavy hand she could not escape. His hand catches Rita's spongy ball, but Rita rebels. Both balls, he crumpled, the more he squeezed it the more addicted he became.

Rita endured the pain of her brutal behavior. Although it hurts, but the two hardened pentyls are reddish in color.

"Are you sure you don't want to take the money?" Henry let go and once again gave him a chance. "Do not, Hen, I recommend it anyway," refuse Rita to withhold the subject at ***********.

Hendry repeated his sentence again. Rita tried hard to get away from him. "You still don't want to accept, Ta?" hendry asked whispering in his ear. "Yes, I accept, satisfied?" rita asked furiously, then got up from the chair. But Hendry immediately pulled his hand.

He fell again into Hendry's lap. She hugged him. "I'm sorry, Ta" she said, stroking Rita's black hair. Hendry kissed her softly, not like it was so brutal and rude to her.

He could not bear to see Rita sleeping in a sitting position like that. He took her to his room. Hendry lay down next to Rita, watching her sleep. He faithfully waited for Rita beside him.

"Bec ... Ta ... wake up, it's night, do you want to go home?" whispered Hendry quietly while holding his hand. Rita wakes up from her sleep.

"I overslept, huh?" rita asked confusedly. I brought you here, you fell asleep because I hugged you" replied Hendry kalem.

"Sleep right here, Ta," Hendry's gaze flirtatious and close his body to Rita. " I want to go home, it's late, Hen," Rita refused as she got up from Hendry's bed.

However, Hendry pulled it, he fell again right sitting on Hendry's thigh. "Ta, are we married?" pinta Hendry's. "Mama wants to hold a grandchild soon" asked Hendry again.

"Hen, I'm home late, my parents will grumble," said Rita, leaving her alone to sit on her bed.

He got up and ran after Rita. However, Rita had already run out the door."Ta, wait ... Rita ..." call Hendry but Rita ignores him. Hendry chased him again. "Ta, Ta, Rita," Hendry kept calling her behind the door but ignored her.

Hendry tried to send a message but it was not released. Calling but not picking up either. He sent a voice message. "Ta, I know, you're angry with me, sorry, 'Ta, '" he said.

"I was too rude earlier, you were in pain, Ta," he said. But Rita doesn't care about him. Welcome to the room and sort*********** and then compress it with warm water.

The next day Hendry knocked on Rita's door, but no one opened it. Hendry called him in vain. In the afternoon, he came back to his house and Mr. Dominggus opened the door.

"Sir, may I see Rita, please" Permission Hendry. "May, son, Rita in her room," said Mr. Dominggus again.