Shackles Love Men Pay

CHAPTER 6

“My dad? That's papa,” Kanaya replied pointing at her stepfather, when she had already introduced him then why did Ibra ask again, Kanaya thought.

“Looks not, he's not your biological papa, right?”

Ibra's question surprised him enough, because not many people think that Kanaya is not a child of Mahatma. This is because his stepfather's attitude is much better than Widya and Adrian to him.

“Sok knows!! Your task is only to accompany me, not many questions like this,” cetus Kanaya stared intently at Ibra but did not dare for so long, because the gaze of Ibra was much sharper than his gaze.

“Just ask, if I'm wrong sorry,” he said lightly, Ibra does look so relaxed and easy to adjust the environment. It's not wrong, it's his profession, Kanaya thought.

Long enough to sit still while staring at the happiness of the most hypocritical man in the world. Gibran anggareksa, the man who had become the place where Kanaya came home in fact stuttered Kanaya is nothing more than a stepping stone.

Unsatisfied with hurting from the side of work, Gibran again scratches Kanaya's inner wounds by marrying his half-sister on the grounds that Khaira is better than him.

A doctor who has above average intelligence while he is just an ordinary employee, it's okay, Kanaya has memorized how people often compare.

“Kanaya, finally hold a new guy again .. This handsome anyway, but aunt is not sure he is strong with you, proof Gibran aja nyerah yes, Mba?”

This time Widya looks different, right Kanaya said, her mother is devastated if Kanaya brings a future that looks bright in front of her mother. Even if the smile was fake, for Kanaya it was fine and she did not mind it.

“Hopefully this one is real, Dewi, you doain his nephew occasionally how the hell.”

Ibra just stared at their interaction a little confused. What expression did Kanaya now give him. Sad but he is not sad, but to be called happy does not seem to be either.

“Hahaha yes, Mba, from the time he was with Gibran we and our family also had a prayer, the proof of which is applied is precisely Khaira, it is true that today men if they are looking for a wife must be selective yes, yes, because the mother-to-be must be pinter.”

It felt like Kanaya had no more face, why could the tongue of the Goddess say such a crazy thing. Especially in front of Ibra which is clearly only a paid lover. Want to argue but maybe Gibran's decision is one of them, find a smart wife is not just beautiful.

“Kampungan,” hiss Ibra when his aunt and mother had passed, somehow Widya was not angry when she was actually made into a family gossip, Kanaya could only be silent while sighing softly.

“Your family toxic all, reasonable ck not rich.”

Kanaya tightened her eyebrows, what was that? Ibra brings her family status. What a difference it is with her, Kanaya thought. Yes, even though Ibra's actual appearance can explain how rich he is, and honestly the aura of wealth this man smelled since the beginning of the first. But right, the pay is high, obviously can live a luxurious life, Kanaya trying to think as best as possible.

“Ya is indeed not rich, bankrupt more precisely,” replied Kanaya origin, said casually and did not at all look sad.

Bankrupt, he's the one who's actually bankrupt. The tragic accident that caused the father to die on the spot and he was in a coma for 7 months with medical costs that not a few make Widya chaotic extraordinary.

Adrian college was forced to be stopped in order to maintain abygail can enter High School. Both of her sisters went to school in a place that was quite expensive and did not allow Widya to be able to finance her three children who both drained money to be left unresponsive.

“Hm, so ... not rich but able to hold a party as luxurious as this huh?”

Ibra felt bad for a moment when Kanaya said that, it seems that she was offended by the phrase not rich that she pointed at the curly woman who was gossiping about Kanaya a moment ago.

“Sorry, you're very sensitive turns out.”

Exactly the newly created couple, one scattering and the other from ceplos. Kanaya sighed softly, she was not offended in fact. But Ibra's discussion made him recall the fact how much Widya and Ardian hated him.

Kanaya closed her eyes, it was too crowded here and she was getting dizzy if it had been too long. Not to mention having to watch the smile of Gibran who became king a day in front of him there his mind was getting tormented.

“Your time with me is how many hours?” kanaya asked without looking at Ibra's face.

“One hour thirty minutes away, I just got here? Is it done?” ibra asked astonished, if only this 10 million tariff is fantastic of course.

“Cih, I paid you dearly and the time you promised 2 hours .. accompany me for the rest of the time, it is enough to ranch here, I no longer needed.”

What kind of speech is that, which Ibra knows is the speech of someone who is at the point of disappointment. The man stared fixedly at Kanaya's shoulder which seemed to tremble like it was holding a cry there.

“Don't be like this, people will assume you failed again.” Ibra embraces Kanaya's possessive shoulder, as if explaining that she is now the owner of the beautiful woman. Ibra cannot deny, Kanaya is as beautiful as that.

“What's wrong, after all it's only two hours, don't overdo it.. You're just a paid man, Ibra.”

Straight and clear, Kanaya's words did not make Ibra sick at all. The man just smiled looking at Kanaya's anger which looked stifled. I don't know what's really going on in his mind.

“Where are you?”

“Take me to a place where I can forget everything, toxic family as you say.”

“Alright, you trust me, Kanaya?” Ibra asked with a little emphasis, because for him yes and permission from a woman is everything and the main key in the relationship.

“Hm, take me wherever you want.”

The man laughed discordantly, began to drive his car slowly and towards a place where he often went when the problem was even bigger than him. Yeah, where else if not a nightclub that seems to be a second home for Ibra.

“Ibrahim Megantara, name Ibrahim his behavior exactly son jin.”

That's the nickname that he often gets, since long ago even still sitting on the SD bench. The child whose body with hard upbringing and suffering beyond the limits made Ibrahim trained since childhood.

For him it's okay whatever nickname other people give him, which obviously he just enjoys living with the name his parents gave him as a prayer. And according to Ibra's belief, that prayer is not always granted by God, including his name.