Rahim Rental

Rahim Rental
Extreme Style



When morning comes. The children were shocked by the amount of food in the house. Roy asks his servant to come to bring him breakfast and do homework.


They even helped put Ayu and Bagus on clothes. While Hana who was calm seemed to sit dumbstruck. Roy brought him a bowl of broth porridge that smelled of spices. He tries to be casual and avoid direct contact with Hana. She did not want the woman to be hysterical and cry anymore.


"I don't know if you like this or not? But my waiter says it's good for your health."


"I'm not sick, I can still walk and work."


"You're not sick, but it's good for you. Try it if you don't like it, I'll ask them to get you the food you want!"


"Get it where?"


"At home dinner maybe because it will take a long time to take from my house."


"That's called buying."


"How many servants did you bring here?"


"only five. I don't know how to take care of a kid who wants to go to school. Not knowing the housework. Can't cook anyway. If I buy on the side of the road I've never done it."


"The five is just? I only had three servants in my house first." Hannah began to open herself. She smiled sadly and continued eating.


"Mom, we're going to school first" said the twins. They're hugging Hana and Roy.


"Om, it's good to be rich. Shoes are also worn. He said they would drive me to school by car" said Bagus with sparkling eyes.


"Yes, then you'll just go home, Om. So you can enjoy all the facilities."


"I want you to come along" said Ayu quickly.


"I am too."


"It's already noon you should hurry to school if it won't be too late," Hana said, diverting their questions.


"Yes, that's it. Bye Mother. Om don't be naughty with Mom anymore. Otherwise we'll be angry!" nice Ancam.


Roy held her neck. "I promise I won't be naughty with your mother anymore."


"Make Mom smile, Om," said Ayu glancing at Roy.


"This is you." Hana glared at the two children. They then ran out of the room.


"Bad boy!" smiling continues to eat again.


"They're sweet kids. From the beginning I met them I liked them. You educated them well. I'm proud of you."


Hana who was eating then raised her face to look at Roy.


"I'm just doing everything I can. Trying to survive in the midst of all the hardships."


"It's not easy raising a child yourself."


"I can do it."


"You are a great mother."


They then fell silent.


"Mother of my children, come with me home."


"Sir Roy, I'm not your wife to come with you home."


"Then marry me! Isn't that easy?"


"Don't you say you have family in Germany?" Hana still thinks that Roy has a son and wife in Germany.


"Yes. You'll meet them later."


"Will they accept me? I don't think it will. No one will share."


"My woman will gladly accept you." Roy even played with Hana's feelings. He refrained from laughing.


"I don't want to marry you either, you're too old for me."


"I don't want to get close to you let alone marry you."


"If you don't want to then I'll take Ayu and Good out of your hands. You won't be able to fight it. I have a powerful alibi to take them from you. I'm more financially established than that I'm also physically and mentally healthy. What happens if the officers find out you have a mental illness?"


Hana bit her lips anxiously.


"You don't want you to come with me if you still want to be with my son. If you want, you'll get everything a woman wants, your honor, wealth and self-esteem go up in everyone's eyes."


"It's coercion!"


"I was forcing. I told you I'm not a nice guy who would mince words and seduce you with words of love like a teenager and then invite you to marry with a beautiful proposal."


"Let's get married. You can benefit a lot from marrying me. You don't have to bother and overheat to get two hundred thousand."


"It's like a business wedding."


"Yes, whatever you think you're gonna do!"


"Would it be that if one day we didn't fit we could get divorced?"


"Jalani just don't suppose anything bad before doing it."


Hana thinks. Watching Roy's performance.


"Are you a mafia?" ask Hana suddenly. He saw Roy's large and muscular body and many tattoos scattered in part of his body.


The man could have kidnapped her and forced her to do what she wanted if she continued to resist, she might have killed him. Hana shuddered at imagining it.


"Ex, now still if needed."


"Why?" roy continued he was about to touch Hana's forehead but pulled again.


"Don't think anything."


"Not anything, just one thing. What would you do if I refused."


"I don't like rejection. I don't like making choices for my opponents. They have to follow everything I want. I'll do what you think."


Hana's face paled. He took a glass of water in Roy's hand and finished it with a single sip.


"So, I don't have a choice!" hana said while wiping her wet lips and chin. Roy took a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Hana.


"Yes, like that. I'll be good as long as you're obedient."


"Well I'll marry you because you insist but I don't want you to touch!"


"All according to your wishes. You'll be queen in my house. You'll be free to do whatever you want except bring another man into the house and get out of my house without my permission."


"If you agree we'll go home now."


"My kids?"


"We'll pick them up first maybe ask the homeroom teacher for permission to come home early."


Hana silently held the heart with both hands.


"Why my heart beats faster! Maybe I have heart disease" said Hana with a plain face.


"You're pounding because you're close to me" replied Roy lazily.


"For what is pounding close to you that I am afraid of you. I think you should diet so that your big body shrinks a little. You look scary with that look too. Your face is stiff and full of fur, as well as long hair like a mafia. Your body is full of tattoos."


"It's my style and you have to get used to it."


"It looks like you should change it. Your style is too extreme. I'm ashamed to marry a man in that style."


"I'm cool and handsome, what a shame." Just this time someone protested with his style.


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Three chapters now. let's vote so tomorrow the spirit of crazy up again.