
Early in the morning Nathan had gone to the cafe because he could not bear to hear the babbling of the mother. The trigger was none other than Nathan's obvious refusal of the matchmaking. Obviously Nathan refused, but he did not like women who look flashy, he also could not imagine if married with a woman who is five years older than him.
"What's wrong with that crazy girl?" his eyes were peeking at the restless looking Caca, the girl was receiving a call from someone.
"Why can I relapse Dit? You must be tired, huh?" Caca was worried when he heard his mother who was admitted to the hospital because of his heart disease relapsed.
"No idea, but this morning before I left school, my mother was fine" said a teenage boy who is still in Junior High.
"Yes, for now you take good care of your mother, you will try to find a loan for the mother's medical expenses."
Yes such is the life of a bar-bar girl who apparently harbors a lot of sadness, at her young age, she already has to bear a big responsibility. Being the backbone of the family considering the figure that once supported his family is gone. Only with a high school diploma, the girl struggled to support her family, fortunately her sister went to school because she got a scholarship.
"Where should I look for a loan? I may have asked for a loan here because I worked only a few days. If the same brother Nindi, I do not feel good if ngerepotin continues," muttered Caca after hanging up the phone.
"It looks like you're in trouble, what if I help lighten your load" said someone who had observed the girl.
"Of Nathan! Oh, nagging huh?" Caca jumped in shock when he saw Nathan standing up while putting his hand in his pants pocket.
"Yes" the man replied casually.
"I will help you, but on one condition," Nathan said again but this time in serious fashion.
"What?" his brain seemed dead-end, the girl was curious on the terms Nathan gave her.
"Marry me" an answer that succeeded in making Caca glare in disbelief.
"Is this some kind of self-sale?" the girl tapped her chin.
"Om, I'm afraid," the girl's body trembled violently in Zafran's arms. Almost a young girl named Tifani lost her crown if only the hero to Zafran did not appear in time.
"Sstt you are calm and silent, may they not find us," Zafran tried to calm Tifani by holding the tiny body.
Comfortable. A taste that arises in Tifani, the girl can breathe a soothing masculine scent, she chooses to dip her face in the chest of the Zafran field. But unfortunately, the three thugs with big stature like genderuwo found their hiding place.
"Give the girl if you want to survive!" said one of the gondrong-haired thugs.
"No way!"
"O-om," while squeezing the clothes of the man who was still holding her, Tifani's body was also still trembling with cold sweat pouring down her forehead.
"Alright, you take care of this heroic boy!"
With a single pull, the gondrong-haired thugs who seem to be the boss among them managed to master Tifani.
"Deliver! Om, help me..!!" fighting with the rest of the energy he had, the girl continued to thrash in order to escape from the clutches of the thugs.
Fighting with an opponent that is not worth it, it feels impossible to win. A Zafran who every day only gets the intake of a fat omelet, or a bowl of instant noodles must fight two thugs even three at once.
"Let's run..!!" pulling Tifani away as the thugs let their guard down, they ran as fast as they could to avoid the thugs. There is no chance to win making Zafran choose the ultimate course, want to ask for help was useless because the area is quiet and rarely crossed.
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As requested because two days ago I did not update, so today I updated two chapters at once. Flower boxes let me love more and more kleyan, or coffee tie let me fit nulis not dantuk😝 Chapter next I will update when at least 20 likes already, ihh Author maksa huh? Yee is not papa, just 20 like you know, little mah✌