Sir, Don't You Sick Me!

No More Holy?

"Huh?! What's going on?"

When I woke up from sleep, the first thing I saw was Mr. Mahawira. I looked up as if I had forgotten what I had actually done with him.

"Hm ... Cornelia ... I want to enjoy you once again .. hmm ...."

Mr. Mahawira seems to be delirious. I may not have done anything wrong with him.

Oh, naw! Yeah, God! I'm not a p-p-virgin anymore.

"No!"

Mr. Mahawira immediately woke up to my loud scream. The man rubbed his eyes with his hands. Her hair was messed up after waking up.

"What's wrong with you, Cornelia?" he asked as if he knew nothing.

"What did you do to me, sir?!" ask me with a high tone while glaring sharply.

Before long, Mr. Mahawira displayed a sly expression, he grinned.

"Already, Cornelia. Last night you gave me unparalleled pleasure. Thanks for everything, yeah."

What's?!

"What did Master k-k-say?! So, I'm no longer a p-p-virgin?!"

Mr. Mahawira got up as if he didn't care about my question.

"Hey, Master! Please, explain all this! What have you done to me?!"

"Huh?! Aren't you the one who did something to me? It wasn't me who did it, but you, Cornelia."

Back that sneaky smile was plastered on Mr. Mahawira's face.

Yeah, God. Did I really do it? But why don't I remember at all? What the hell is going on?

Clear thread dripping from netra. I don't believe I'm really doing that despicable thing. Even though I love Mr. Mahawira, I should not do such a disgusting thing to give my body before marrying him.

I covered my face with both hands. The inevitable sadness that binds my soul.

However, not long after, the sound of laughter sounded deaf in the ears. That's Mr. Mahawira's voice. He could have laughed at my suffering. Am I wrong to love someone? Yeah, God. Why did I get off guard?

Mr. Mahawira came out of the room. Without guilt, without saying anything to me, he left the self that was sad because my holiness had now been taken away with great heart.

Finally, since morning I have not left the room. No more making breakfast for Mr. Mahawira. The man no longer appeared in front of me. Just looking at me not. He's really mean, really has hurt my heart. I hate, angry, disappointed, people like Mr. Mahawira have no heart.

"Hey, Cornelia! How long will you continue to be sad?"

I'm not responding. My gaze blanked. The mood was completely gone after knowing I was not holy anymore. And all of that cannot be returned.

"Go, Sir. I don't want to see the face of the Lord. Sorry," I said helplessly.

The man left again without caring about me. Why did he become like that? Where is his care and attention like before?

Never mind, I misjudged someone. What looks good is not necessarily good. Haha, I want to laugh, but also want to keep crying.

By noon, I had not yet left the room. From that moment, I heard the footsteps of Mr. Mahawira who paced in front of the room.

Mister, come. I was sad. Ah, no, no. I don't want to see Mr. Mahawira at all. I hate to see it.

Until the afternoon came, I was still clinging to myself as I continued to cry. My stomach even rang from earlier asking to be filled.

Mr. Mahawira was heard coming into the room. He put something on the table next to the bed.

"Eat, Cornelia. You must have the energy to cry."

How cruel his words were.

"Cornelia. Eat," he said, putting his hand on my head. "Sorry, I'm kidding. We didn't do anything that night."

I gasp. My gaze was no longer empty, after which I got up and looked at the man with a final look.

The man looked up while looking at me. His voice was blaring in the room.

"I lied to you. Forgive me," he said, accompanied by a crisp sound of laughter.

"If you don't believe me, please check. Your chastity is still on you."

My crying came to a halt, but something wanted to explode in the head.

"MALAN MAHAWIRA!" I screamed until it made his ears deaf. The man covered his ears with both hands.

"You must have lied to me so much that you made me cry for hours!"

The man laughed again. "Sorry, sorry. I just want to know what your reaction would be like if I really took your chastity. It turns out you're a noble woman, Cornelia. You'll suit me because I'll always keep myself from doing anything that's bad before we get married."

Mr. Mahawira smiled later, but of course I was still upset with him. I cried for hours, and it was her.

I clashed my fist at the man's shoulder with all my might.

"Ouch, ouch. Pain, Cornelia. I'm sorry, you should have forgiven me."

"No, Sir! You have hurt my heart. Ih, I'm so sorry for you! I'm upset, annoyed, annoyed! You can lie to me!"

Mr. Mahawira didn't dodge, he let me bash his shoulder.

"I'll always take care of you." The man drowned me in his arms. I was re-emerged by his actions.

If only he had really asked me to do something that despicable, I would have done it because he could always hypnotize me.

"I'm sorry, yeah, it makes you sad." I stroked my back slowly. "I love you so much, Cornelia. Someone who truly loves you will definitely take care of you with all his might, with all his might, and will never take your chastity before it is truly legal in a marriage."

I am mute for hearing the words of my master so wisely.

"One more time, I'm sorry. We'll always take care of each other."

Releasing myself then, Mr. Mahawira looked at me with a final look. His fingers stretched out, cleaning the clear circles attached to my bead.

"You're prettier if you don't cry." The man smiled warmly.

"Do you want to forgive me?"

"No! I won't forgive you before I take responsibility."

"alright. What do you want me to do? I'll do anything."

"Married me immediately!"

Mr. Mahawira stands up. "alright. Then, tomorrow we will leave for the Kingdom of Simaseba." Mr. Mahawira's face was so serious.

"Now, eat. I'll prepare everything. Rest assured we can finish all this, then get married and live happily."

My smile grew, and I took the porridge made by Mr. Mahawira myself. As soon as I put the porridge in my mouth, I stuck out my tongue.

"Uweeekk. Not very good at all. Did you make it?"

"Yes .. I was forced because since morning you always cry. What can make me eat the food I make and it doesn't taste good at all."

"Basic! In that case, I also have one condition for you to marry me."

Mr. Mahawira frowned.

"You should be able to cook good food" I said with a grin.

Rasain you, sir! Are you the only one who can prank me? Hahaahaha.

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