
Yaren knew, after this, that every day there would be no one to side with her, nor luck.
Hoping that Ayaz would become a comrade was impossible, for Ayaz could not be considered a friend at all.
Gathering courage, Yaren tries to get out of the house, down a long road in the middle of the forest, hoping to get to the intersection faster, but in fact does not.
Yaren's eyes glared when she found a horde of wild boars that were only about ten meters away from her. Yaren tried to hold her breath that was stung from running.
There are at least a dozen wild boars in the pond, I don't know why Yaren also did not know why he could reach a place like this, as he remembered when passing through this forest road with Ayaz, he said, Yaren never found this kind of place.
Yaren's heart beat faster, as one of the boar hordes approached her.
Yaren closed her eyes, about to run away but her legs were helpless, the boar's footsteps drew closer, Yaren who was still hiding behind the bushes unceasingly recited a prayer for her safety.
If it were like this, he would not try to escape from Ayaz's house, it would not be. This forest was too terrifying for him who had never been at all adventurous.
"Dorrr!" the sound of gunfire echoed, forcing Yaren to open her eyes.
Yaren's mouth gaped in disbelief when she saw the boar that had approached her was dead on the spot, while the other hordes seemed to disperse in any direction.
"Huh, just be troublesome!" as if someone who turned out to be nearby, made Yaren aware of her shock.
"Yaz!" peekit Yaren's.
"The debt has not been paid off, it is owed again!" grunts Ayaz annoyed.
"What do you mean?"
Ayaz approached, eroding the distance between him and Yaren, the eyes of the two met.
"You knowingly well, continue to owe me, so that I can tie you up" Ayaz said coldly.
"Crazy... You think I'm not sane, what other debts are you talking about, I don't know!" Yaren was angry, what other kind of debt he created to Ayaz.
"I just saved your life, see you owe me a life!" obviously Ayaz concluded arbitrarily, no matter Yaren received it or not.
"Basic crazy!" Yaren looked up at Ayaz, "You think of that as a debt, everything you've done to me in the past few days you've taken a debt, and I have to pay you, what kind of person are you really?" challenge Yaren.
Ayaz clenched his hands, the man did not like to negotiate, for him if what he wanted, everything had to be fulfilled.
Ayaz took both of Yaren's hands and locked them with his. Takes Yaren leaning on a tree with Yaren's hands which she puts on top.
"I don't like to be argued!" said Ayaz coldly.
"If I say you're going to sleep with me, then you should sleep with me!"
Yaren choked, her breath up and down, Ayaz's face flushed red, indicating the owner of the face was so angry.
"You're gonna obey?" ayaz asked, not like the question rather emphasis by force.
Yaren no longer had the strength to resist, and she was forced to nod her head in agreement.
"Good..."
"Come Baby, we have to get back to the throne immediately" Ayaz said right in Yaren's ear, the baritone's voice making Yaren cringe.
Afraid? Sure was!
Ayaz whistling broke the atmosphere, but Yaren, the woman was not interested in talking to Ayaz much anymore.
I don't know how long the two have been walking, finally arrived at Ayaz's house.
Yaren followed, the day was getting dark too, though her heart refused but her footsteps just kept moving forward.
"Clean yourself!" Ayaz's Word.
Yaren nodded, she stepped into the kitchen and passed into the bathroom.
"Basic fool!" murmured Ayaz, Yaren could still hear, but Yaren was indifferent.
In the bathroom, Yaren cursed her stupidity, how could Ayaz silence her mouth with a look like she wanted to kill it.
Sleep with Ayaz, that's right.
Ayaz took a stel of clothes to give to Yaren, the clothes he bought had been delivered by his people.
"He's so careless!"
It's somewhere else, though,
Wana, Yaren's stepmother, is relentless in swearing because a bill from an imported clothing store on behalf of Yaren Motan landed at her home.
"Basar pesky carrier, has already stopped from home aja still nyisa unlucky."
No exception Mr. Argantara, Papa Yaren was also not sure why his son could be so brave.
Desperate to get out of the house with a loin, not giving any news at all as if very confident in his decision, but what this time, this time, was, a bill on behalf of Yaren Motan with unmitigated value must be paid as the person in charge.
What did his son buy out there? Mr. Argantara was so dizzy to think about it, especially his son's cellphone from yesterday was not able to be contacted.
"This is all because of you Pa, you spoil it too much, you see for yourself right!" furious with her husband, no Yaren made him put all his frustration on the husband.
"Kok me anyway, how do I know he will do reckless like this, I also do not know what is true a branded goods store so can shop in debt and send bills like this?" elak Pak Argantara's.
"So how? Crazy as much as this, Yaren it's really well, it's no use knowing just sukusain!" as for Wana, no matter the relationship of her husband and Yaren is as a father and biological child.
"He's my son too!" mr. Argantara's protest did not accept.
During this time, he did spoil Yaren, but compared to Raisa actually Argantara felt he was much more always pampering Raisa, whatever he would do for the child of his second wife, while Yaren, who was the only child, the child who is also the birth for him was raised with enough affection and property. It feels Argantara as much as possible to be fair to his two daughters, it's just that Yaren can always give up compared to Raisa so finally Yaren ignored.
Then casually Wana said that Yaren was always spoiled, even his wife said Yaren was useless and always troublesome, Argantara felt unacceptable.
"Well he's your son, but not my son." said Wana.
One thing that will never change from the past is that his wife Wana never considered Yaren as a child, Argantara knew that, but her love for Wana blinded her heart, makes him sacrifice Yaren's happiness.
Yaren never complained, that is also why Argantara became aware of the attitude of his wife. Though not to complain about Yaren is because of her helplessness.
"Areally where are you, son?" muttered Argantara slowly imagining his eldest son.
Seriate...