My future husband was taken by my sister

Bawdy guy

Jelita finally opened her eyes again even though her eyes had not adjusted too much to the dazzling light of the lamp.

" It's not like my room . Although the walls are the same color, but the items that are here are not mine. This room looks very big . The taste is different too. If this isn't my room, then whose room is it ?" thought Jelita with a very confused face.

Jelita immediately sat down while spreading her gaze around.

Chequek...

There was the sound of the door creaking open until Jelita's view went straight to the door.

There stood a man who entered the room while drying his hair using a towel.

The bathroom is outside the room but still next door.

" Who are you ?" said Jelita while pointing at Angga's face using his index finger. Surprised by the appearance of a foreign man who was not wearing clothes.

" At last you're aware as well," Angga casually replied, and pretended not to notice the shock of the girl who saw him.

" What are you doing here ? " asked Jelita with a very sharp look. His eyes were still puffy and reddened from crying.

" This is my home, of course I'll do anything,"

" I forgot that this is not my room" Jelita thought as she patted her own eel

" Are you still feverish ?" ask Angga . His hand was about to stretch out to touch Jelita's forehead but the girl had already brushed him off.

Seeing the water dripping from the man's hair made Jelita swallow the saliva until her throat was dry. His mind was already muddled imagining the man doing something indecent to him.

" What have you done to me ? " Jelita threw a pillow on Angga's face, but the pillow was caught by Angga swiftly.

"You passed out last night so I had to bring you here. You know, I didn't even sleep because I had to take care of you. You should thank me instead of throwing with a pillow" Angga explained . He felt strange because the girl looked at him with eyes like she was looking at a monster.

" Did my face look so awful ? " think Angga

" Faint out ?" said Jelita

" Let the girl remember for herself what happened last night" Angga said as she looked at Jelita.

Jelita tried to gather her memory even though her head still felt dizzy. He wanted to find out what really happened and why he could be in this foreign man's house.

Slowly something happened to Jelita.

" Did you deliberately poison me and take me to this house ? Then you..." Jelita's words were interrupted. He took out the blanket that covered his body. Make sure nothing changes from her body.

Jelita vaguely recalled that last night she was still on the streets for the last time in her memory. He deliberately rained, and after that Jelita did not remember anything anymore.

" Who changed my clothes ? Why am I wearing a man's shirt ? " thought Jelita while fumbling her own body with her palm.

Jelita's gaze turned increasingly fierce as she looked at the man standing beside her.

" Say, who's replacing my clothes ? I still remember that yesterday I wasn't wearing clothes like this ? " tudge Jelita with a reddened face holding back anger.

" Who do you think did it ? " Not the answer I got, but the question came from the man's lips. The lips next to her were pulled upwards forming a meaningful smile. After all, even though he replaced the clothes, but his hands could still be held back from touching the rest of the girl's body.

" Brengs*k guy ! Who let you see my body ? " jelita shouted furiously and threw all the pillows on the bed at the man. She did not accept her innocent body being seen by a man who was not her husband.

" My body must have been touched by this man. It's so disgusting" thought Jelita with an annoyed face.

" Well, what should I do ? Yesterday you passed out on the street, and I didn't know you at all. So I had to bring you here. Your clothes were wet last night, if you let me worry you're getting cold. The proof is that you have a fever. I am also here living alone so I have to change your clothes, " said Angga casually. He then picked up one by one the pillows that were thrown on the floor while spraying antiseptic spray on the cancel . Then put it back on the edge of the bed.

" What a shitty little pervert ! How dare you do this to me ? " said Jelita with fiery eyes. He was furious at the man's perverted facial expression when he saw his innocent body. Groped his chest and probably traced it with his fingers.

" Hey crazy girl, I'm just helping you change your clothes, not do anything else. I'm not a pervert like you have in mind. And I could swear to my mother that I didn't do anything to you" Angga explained to straighten out what the girl was thinking.

If he wanted to, maybe he did. But Angga still has common sense and conscience.

" Just help you say ? I'm sure that you must have done something indecent to me, "judged Jelita did not believe. He was very sure that the man beside him was a lonely pervert .

" Basic man doesn't know himself ! " slow Jelita while grumbling. Those harsh words were spewed from his lips without realizing it