My Sweet Roommate's

I'm gonna marry you

Alva fell silent, not knowing what to do, like a stupid man who had just been fighting a girl. This is not true, he had mistaken Joana who he thought was no longer a virgin. But it turns out the assumption was wrong. Joana's still sealed, she deserves to have trouble doing it. And blood stains on the favorite sofa of grandmother also be a proof of the sanctity of Joana Avilia.

Joana cried while picking up her scattered clothes. Alva did the same thing, he was wearing makeshift clothes. After that switch on Joana who looks difficult to walk.

“I'm sorry, Joana.” Alva pulled the weak body of the woman who was trying to escape from it. Hugging her tightly, letting Joana cry and leaning against her bare chest.

His cries were more and more bitter, until Alva really felt guilty. Joana tries to break away from Alva, but the man locks her in a hug.

“Don't worry, I will take responsibility, even if you are not pregnant, I will still marry you.” stressed Alva, calming Joana.

“What is married? we don't love each other!” joana joked, with both fists of his hands he beat Alva with all his might as an outpouring of anger, sadness and regret.

He is no longer holy, and his holiness is taken away before there is a legitimate bond, not with his loved ones. Forced, without love. He felt guilty to himself, as well as to his parents there for not being able to take care of himself.

“But I have to, I just ruined you, Joana. I'm the first, I should be the last. Love affairs we think of later, the important thing is I will be responsible for everything -“

“Minggrilah! stand up like this, enough to torture me! pain, pain and pain! I want a break!” joana complained again, still with her sobs. He desperately held the pain in the center of his tubun which still felt sore and hot. It still lingered in his mind how something big and hard was splitting him.

Ah shit! God, forgive me.

Joana.

Without saying any more, Alva immediately took action, lifting up the body she had plastered. Bringing her into her carrier, to Joana's room. Then lay him down slowly on the bed.

“Rest now, tomorrow we obrolin again about tonight, about us.”

“Not necessary!” Joana pulled the blanket over her body, then turned her back to the man by lying on her side.

Alva was still sitting quietly on the edge of Joana's bed, rubbing her face with both hands. Regretted? yes he was sorry but only a little bit of regret was there, because Alva thought, only in this way, he could have Joana completely. Although the woman clearly still refused her marriage invitation.

Not knowing what to do, Alva leaves Joana so she can calm herself down. And tonight, he will stay here.This simple house and classic building really makes him miss, want to settle here again. And tonight Alva decided to settle here again, of course to keep an eye on Joana.

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Joana pelted whatever was around her, no matter it was the bottle of skincare, perfume and there were some parts that broke because it was made of glass. Joana doesn't care. He just wanted to vent his anger and regret his stupidity that could not fight Alva, although he realized when they were united, he also had time to enjoy what the man did to his body. Therein lies the real regret. An hour of self-soothing, Joana felt better. He wanted to get out of bed, put on his sandals and grab a towel, wanted to clean up his recently stained self. After she found out from the google search tool, how to purify herself after a relationship, Joana decided to go to the bathroom immediately.

Alva was still deep in thought, in the middle of the night before dawn. He lies on the sofa, the sofa that has been a witness to how ferocious he is attacking and stealing Joana's honor. The man awoke from his daydream when he heard the open door. Joana appears from behind the door with a puffy face, hair that is swallowed carelessly, while hugging her towel .

“You want to go to the bathroom?” actually, this is a stupid question. Obviously Joana is carrying a towel, of course the goal is the bathroom, it is impossible to the yard of the house.

“Iya,” sahut Joana brief. Then he turned his back on Alva, walking slowly with shaky steps to get there.

Alva realizes Joana looks dejectedly stepped up. “What still hurts? do we have to go to the hospital?” alva asked seriously, he was very worried.

“Don't joke Sir. To the hospital with what complaints? with complaints of pain, the wound because it has just entered a blunt and large object, is that it? huh?” satirize Joana with a sharp look. “Shameful.”

Ignoring Alva, Joana stared worriedly at the sofa. How to deal with it and what should he answer if suddenly grandma came home and asked that.

Alva reviews the thin smile of hearing Joana's silly answer. Even in a tormented state, she still looks adorable.

“Sorry.” is only one word he can say. “You want me to heal, let me wipe it with warm water.” Alva wishes he hadn't spoken wrong now.

And what he got Joana just looked at him as if he wanted to explain. “You tried your luck twice, did you?”

Honestly, Alva didn't mean that. If Joana is willing, she will consider it an advantage and bonus, because when she did it earlier, she was not satisfied staring at Joana's body part on that one. Just taking a quick look at it, and really made him flabbergasted. Very beautiful, with fine hair ornaments neatly arranged around it.

“Now, think Sir. How to clean this sofa to get back clean!” joana's Letters. “This is grandma's favorite sofa!” said again.

“We buy new and exact same. That easy. Grandma won't know.” Alva smile. Can he be a little mean, want to keep smiling and happy on top of Joana's suffering.

Joana is silent, and Alva thinks she agrees with her advice, and she wants to leave him alone.

“Joana.” Alva pulled one of the woman's hands as Joana passed by her. Holding tightly to Joana's hand, the tiny hand that had pulled her hair a few hours ago.

“You moreover?” Joana looked at him with a sad look.

“I will marry you.” firmly Alva once again, so that Joana does not have to worry about her fate. “Patience, I'll talk to my parents.”

Joana shakes. “Do not force yourself to things that Pak Alva does not want-“

“Joana, don't call me Father again. I'm not your father!” Alva was upset. “But will definitely be the Father of your children!”

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