The Little Girl the Young Master

Trauma to the rich

Zia cornered. His face was pale, with trembling legs. Moreover, the Mother also judged him. Scolded him in public, and didn't even hesitate to hit him on the head. He ran away, away from everyone there.

"You're all happy!" his screeches.

Nisa approached Ice and Lim. Nisa's mother also came along, although her face was less pleasant.

"Mom, how are you?" greet Lim kindly.

"Well, it's still like this." she replied.

Nisa and Ais opened the envelope together. They also cheered happily with the results obtained, because the two graduated together.

"Congratulations." said each in a warm embrace.

The two join hands together to take the last photo with each other in their uniforms. Lim followed them from behind.

"Say, Nisa wants to go to college, right?" nisa's mother asked Lim.

"Right, if Nisa and Mom are willing. Papi, never mess with his words, though spontaneous."

"I'm just traumatized by the rich. They just like to take advantage of the weaknesses of the poor like us. Once satisfied, they'll leave at will."

Lim stunned. This is the reason Nisa's mom always sniffed with her, Dimas and Ice. Although, in fact Ais comes from a simple family like himself.

" If Mom's ready, we'll take care of her college as soon as possible. Together with the ice." haggard Lim.

" How could? Even Ais has not yet determined the majors of her choice. You guys, don't force it, do you?"

"No.." replied Lim, who again had to lose a word with a mother.

"Sister, let's take a photo."pull Ice on his hand.

Immediately Lim breathed a sigh of relief, as it was saved from his debate.

After all her photos, Nisa returns to her house. He promised, would plead with the mother to be allowed to go to college. Because it's his ideals.

" Go home." take Lim.

"Gift, package?" ask Ais.

He raised his hand expectantly, for Lim to give him a gift once more after his birthday.

Lim simply looked at her, then moved to carry her into the luxury car parked in the schoolyard. No matter people look at him, they are halal, and free to do anything.

Lim put Ice in his chair, sat down sweetly and tied a seatbelt for him.

"Where are we going? How to wear a belt?"

"Relations... Now?" shocked Ice.

"It's good to speak English apparently." ledek Lim.

He turned around, moving towards his steering chair. After that, he started driving with a fast power.

"Papi first?"

"Had..."

"Motors?"

"Bima will take."

"Who brought a change of clothes? I still wear this uniform?"

Lim turned his head for a moment, coding the wife. Ice clothes have been done by Bik Narti since he left. And Lim stopped by the house just to get it.

Ice open the seat belt.

"Why opened?" ask Lim.

"You get changed." replied Ais, putting her foot on the back.

"Hey, we'll stop by the public bathroom."

"Repot, Brother. I'll change here."

Ice took off her clothes one by one. Lim could only gulp, stealing glances from the windshield.

"Haish, this child." - annoyed.

Lim feels so easily provoked now. Moreover, seeing the poignancy of his little wife's body. Since the incident that night, Ais felt increasingly teasing him. Spurting adrenaline from his still-moving heartbeat is painful.

" It's..." The ice came back to the front.

He sat down sweetly, tying his long hair. Not to forget, polish his lips slightly with lip balm so as not to dry on the way.

"Tumben dandan?"

"Ais not dancing. It's just a moisturizer. It's good to use this, there's the taste of the fruit. Here, a taste of strowbery." replied Ais.

Lim stopped his car immediately. He then clasped Ais's cheek with both hands, then smeared his lips. A little longer, until the Lip balm in use Ais felt exhausted by his lips.

"I just don't want you to be allergic anymore" Lim replied, after mukbang.