Mr. Penghulu, Marry Me!

Almost Anyways

Galaska stared doubtfully at a girl, who was pensively in her room. Galaska hesitated to open the door wider, wanting to enter but was afraid that the girl would hate him even more. Although the girl does not know the identity of her bodyguard, Galaska does not want the girl to hate it a second time.

Hating her true identity as well as her disguise identity, Galaska stared deeply at the fragile little back.

"Why don't you defend me, don't you like me that much" said the girl, stopping the Galaska movement.

Actually Galaska decided to leave, but because of the girl's soft murmur made his steps stop. One of his hands again grabbed the doorknob, this time Galaska opened it wide to make the girl turn.

Even the girl immediately got up, when she saw Galaska dare to enter her room. His alertness was active, when he saw the long-haired man locking the door of the room from inside.

"Why is the door in the lock?" tanyanya's worried.

Galaska could see how nervous the girl in front of him was right now, actually who was not nervous when a man came into your room, and the man deliberately locked the door from the inside. While you have nothing to do with that man, even just knew him a few days ago.

"Crystal?" call Galaska slowly.

The man eroded less often with the girl, even now the position of the girl was pressed can not move anywhere.

His body pecked when he heard a voice calling his name, a voice so familiar in both ears, the voice of the fierce man he had always heard for a few weeks ago.

"You-you-," even the girl could not say anything more.

While the distance between the two was getting eroded, the girl could only blink quickly as her body was getting squeezed by the body of the bodyguard.

"Crystal?" ask Galaska slowly.

Even his hands had rested on both sides of Crystal's body, the two color-different eyes were bound together. Crystal boldly stared at the two Galaska ash ash eyes covered in black softlens.

"B-Bang Gala?" great-granddaughter Crystal.

The girl stared in disbelief at the man in an ugly appearance, who was locking his body in the glass window.

Instead of answering, Galaska turned to one corner of his lips.

"Who's Gala?" ask Galaska.

The man pretended not to understand, whereas in his heart was laughing looking at Crystal's pale face.

"Are you here?" ask Crystal again.

"Who?" ask plain Galaska.

One of his thick eyebrows shot up, indicating he did not understand Crystal's words. While Crystal, the beautiful girl stared resentfully at the man who was huddling her body.

"You're Bang Gala, right?" accuse Crystal of being on target.

But it did not seem to lure Galaska, the man who looked like a bodyguard only displayed a thin smile. One of his hands stretched out, touching the thin curtains that were behind Crystal's body.

A sreek!

Once Galaska closed it, the two black-softlens eyes stared at someone from behind a glass window. The person watching Crystal's room from outside.

"There's someone watching us" Galaska said.

Galaska immediately pulled Crystal's arm away from the glass window, the man carrying Crystal sitting on top of his contest. Galaska did not care that the girl was still staring deeply at him.

"You're Bang Gala, right?" ask Crystal back.

His two clear blue eyes stared at Galaska full of probing, wanting to believe in his feelings but the reality outside was not at all appropriate. If this bodyguard really was Galaska, why would he do this? then why would Galaska look like this. His hair was shaggy, twinkling, his arms were tattooed to the back of his hands, then his two beads were black instead of ash.

Who is this guy really? why is his voice so similar to that of Galaska the devil's mouth, but he looks more like a mafia than a personal bodyguard.

"Rest Miss, I'll stand guard outside" Galaska said.

As much as she could avoid Crystal, Galaska would not let her disguise unravel as quickly as this, before she found a loophole to take Crystal away and trust her.

"B-Bang-" Crystal's voice choked, as she saw the bodyguard coming out of her room

I'M STARTING TO SUSPECT BANG

BREATHE OUT, PINTER REALLY ACTING