The Virgin Pursuing the Widow's Love

Chapter 4. Receiving Trevino's Request.

"Please don't hurt my mom. Let the house stand there. You can do anything to me instead." Sania said loudly and firmly. Even though his feelings are rumbling between fear and perversion. However, this curly haired girl with round eyes was able to cover it from everyone.

Trevino, raise his palm up. To code some of the men who almost passed to undergo the command. With a smile, Trev, turn around. Staring sharply full of intimidation at the dimpled girl that attracted him.

"Ma, I'll pay whatever your parents owe me. Then, prepare our wedding as soon as possible!" trevino said he gave the order to his mother. Terry, round both eyes for a moment. Even the woman was seen directly standing with her jaw hardened.

"Don't fuck you, Trev! Mama doesn't agree that you-!" Terry's words suddenly stopped as Trevino directed his gaze toward the eccentric woman. Although middle-aged, but the style introduced by Terry is like an artist only. Large necklace, large round earrings. Bracelets and rings. Not to mention high heels. In fact, they live in a village that upholds simplicity.

I don't know. Maybe in a big city. Terry has many rivals. While in this village, although many have money. They did not reveal it or appear on the surface. The entire village of Cenderawasih has tremendous empathy for its fellow people.

Therefore, there is no difference in caste or social status in this village. Because the natives who have the advantage of property will embrace and foster the citizens who lack. All of course can not be separated from the influence of the leadership of a charismatic man named, Xilondra.

"Whoever is not more than seven days. You know, Ma. I don't accept rejection." Trevino slammed his ass on the couch. He ordered the men to light the lighters. Then, this straight-haired man on his shoulder sucked the nicotine stick in.

He came to see, with a commanding look towards Sania. The dimpled girl with her chin split in two, could only drag her steps. There was no choice but to obey the arrogant man who raised both his legs on the table. At this moment. Sania's fate as well as her future are in the hands of a man who is only obsessed with her.

Sania closed her eyes. When a name and a form that immediately came jerking awareness. I remember a promise to keep waiting for him. Someone who creates sweet dreams in every night Sania sleeps. Someone who promised a loyal bonding relationship that became the dream of this dimpled girl since childhood.

Sania took a long breath. His eyes are still closed. Along with the tears that he brushed before spilling. Dirty was all his dreams. Collapse has been his defense in trying to faithfully wait for love. He is faced with a fate that threatens his soulmate.

"Trevino, baby. It is possible to prepare a wedding in just seven days. After all, Mama didn't want any of this to seem rushed and --" Again, Terry gulped down his rough saliva. Until, his speech only reached the throat.

The son he loved. Looking back at him meaningfully. Ah, Terry no longer wants to be away from this son. I better just follow. Than Trevino to get away from me again. I can't be far from him. He is my only jewel.

"Ah, okay. Mama will try. What the hell wouldn't mom give you. Mama loves Trev" said Terry as he sat near his son who now reviewed the smile.

"Thank you, Ma. Trevino will always be next to you. Because, only Sania makes Trev feel at home in this remote village," said Trevino while kissing the cheek of the mother.

Terry smiled so widely. He even rushed to get a hug from his stepson.

...Seriate...