Trapped Pesona Girl Village

Ch.3

Like Ivanka's request, Berryl went home to attend a dinner that had been designed by the mother especially if not to match her with girls who somehow never made her interested. Actually, he was very careless to follow every request of Ivanka. She has often refused, but Ivanka insists. Maybe her mommy has famous daughter-in-law syndrome because her mother seems to be impatient to have a daughter-in-law.

"Well, that's Berryl's coming!" welcome Ivanka sumringah. "Here Ryl, meet Rihanna, Uncle Daffi's son and aunty Helena" Ivanka said as she pulled Berryl's arm to shake Rihanna's hand.

Rihanna held out her hand with sparkling eyes. Berryl's handsome face instantly charmed Rihanna. Not only handsome, his body was large, tall, stocky, his chest was fielded, his shoulders broad, his jaw firm, with muscles so prominent. Though his body was covered in a shirt but still unable to hide the muscles.

"Rihanna" Rihanna said confidently while smiling as sweetly as possible.

Berry also welcomed the hand with a flat face without bothering to mention his name and immediately let go of his hand. He is indeed reluctant to come into direct contact with other people especially those who are female.

"Ryl, your name!" ivanka's jolt was angry when she saw Berryl indifferent to even say her name.

Berryl frowned, "Didn't mommy tell him." Berryl's ketus made Ivanka feel bad for Daffi and Helena. After saying that, Berryl sat in the chair opposite Rihanna. Seeing Berryl's nature and attitude, 3th why Rihanna felt challenged.

"I'm sorry Berryl is Daf, Helen, she likes it so hard that with people she just knew." said Ivanka is not happy, while Abelano, the father of Berryl just keep quiet. He did not want to interfere with the wife's business. If it's best for his son, it doesn't matter.

Shortly after, the dinner began. Occasionally there was talk at the dinner table. But the conversation was dominated only by Ivanka and Helena. Sometimes Abelano and Daffi participate in chiming especially those related to the business and economic world.

After she finished eating, Ivanka suggested Berryl have a little chat with Rihanna. And here they are now, on an upstairs balcony overlooking the pool. The night looked even darker because there were no stars to decorate the sky. There was only a cold night wind that made Rihanna who was only wearing a mini dress feel a little cold.

Berryl leaned against the wall in a slightly sideways position. His hands were inside his pants pocket, while his gaze fell onto the pool which looked slightly bright due to the lighting of the lights.

Rihanna also followed leaning directly on the balcony barrier while occasionally glancing at Berryl who looked silent, cold untouched.

"Do you know what this meeting was about?" berryl's toilet suddenly made Rihanna slightly change her position in order to actually see Berryl directly.

"Hmmm .. because mom is interested and wants me to try it." Rihanna said with a big smile.

Berryl moved and sat down on one of the chairs on the balcony. He folded his hands in front of his chest. So did his feet, he folded. The intimidating aura of the ruler instantly oozed out from the look in his eyes.

"I want you to step down immediately." insisted Berryl.

The smile that was developing, then turned flat. He looked at Berryl in disbelief, why was this man so cold and haughty. He did not accept this treatment. Because it is his queen. Usually he is the one who refuses, not rejected like this. His pride was instantly hurt by Berryl's attitude.

"Why?"

"Because I'm not interested" he said, infuriating Rihanna.

"You kidding me?"

"Am I less beautiful? Less sexy?"

"Not."

"So? Explain specifically what is your reason for rejecting me?" scowl Rihanna while trying to control her frustration.

"There's no other reason. I'm just not interested."

"Is the rumor true?"

"Eitherway. It could be." he said indifferently.

"Give me a chance to try it. Just sec. I'm sure I can make you interested in me."

"Are you sure?" cynical Berryl.

Without answering Berryl's question and without shame Rihanna sat on Berryl's lap and swept her lips over Berryl's lips. He frowned and melu*matnya full of napsu, but Berryl was not budging. Feeling Berryl had not been provoked, Rihanna's hand moved down her back, shoulder, then to Berryl's chest while moving her buttocks. But instead of being provoked, Berryl actually smiled smirk between Rihanna's kisses. Rihanna let go of her kiss while staring in disbelief at Berryl. How could this man not react at all. Even his manhood down there is still as it was.

Rihanna quickly stood up and looked at Berryl cynically.

"It seems like what those people said was true. Hah, even if you are handsome and good-bodied and rich, I will not be able to live with a man who can not erect*si. You know, how much fun it is to make love?" a mocking smile rose on Rihanna's lips. "It feels like heaven" he added making Berryl no less smiling cynically.

"Well, it's up to people to judge me what it looks like! Maybe I'm not interested in you at all because you ... have become like a dumpster." Berryl sighed without hesitation in insulting Rihanna. "The place holds the seeds of rubbish and I. My seeds are too precious to be sown in the trash" he added, pressing the word trash and smiling mockingly. Then Berryl immediately stood up leaving Rihanna who was so furious.

Then he quickly returned to where his parents were and took them home. There's no point in being there. He does not want to be betrothed to a man who has a sexual disorder like Berryl he said.

Ivanka could only sigh. This time, he really gave up.

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Elsewhere, a girl was grimacing in pain while applying wound medicine to her back. Again he received harsh treatment from the family. Just because of Morgan's slander, his father and stepmother tortured him. He was the one who wanted to be harassed, but he was blamed for trying to tempt Morgan. For God's sake, he wouldn't be able to do such a despicable deed. But his father did not believe his defense and preferred to hit him blindly using his belt.

Hanindita took a photo of her mother that she always kept under her pillow. He looked at the photo with a stick. Clear curtains flow when looking at the beautiful figure in the photo.

"Mom, Anin kangen. Mom, why did you leave Anin. Anin wants to come with mom. Mom, why is daddy evil with Anin? What's wrong Anin? Why do you hate Anin so much? Ms. .. "bluffing Hanindita with tears.

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