Fake Wedding Pledge
Chapter 2 Waking Up All Night

"No, Sir! I beg ... don't do this," raung Azkira while continuing to put up a fight.

Seeing Azkira who continued to cry and also did not stop pleading, Fathan stopped his depraved actions. He made a distance with Azkira, then gave back the clothes of Azkira which he had forcibly removed. Either out of pity or some other purpose, but at that time Fathan completely stopped touching Azkira.

The man walked a few steps away from the bed, while smashing his hair in frustration. "Basic Damn girl! You pissed me off at the wrong time" with a hardened emotion.

Azkira was still crying until there was no sound. Only the raindrops of tears continued to unravel along with the inviting drizzle drizzle out there. In addition to the rainy season, at that time the universe seemed to know that there was a girl who was torn to shreds. Although finally the crown of his tradition remained intact, but his pride was already injured and crushed to pieces.

"Please let me go home, sir. I was afraid my grandmother was worried about me at home," said Azkira with her already very disheveled state.

Fathan meyoroti Azkira with a dim view. Maybe the man finally realized, that his actions were a big mistake. He sat back on the edge of the bed slowly.

Finding Fathan silent and not answering, Azkira repeated his words. "Sir, please let me go home. My grandmother must have been very worried about me" Azkira said.

"Sleep here! It was raining outside and it was very late. I'll drive you home tomorrow morning" Fathan said in his distinctive heavy voice.

"But, Sir-"

"Don't argue! Don't provoke my anger anymore, or you will suffer the consequences" threatened Fathan interrupting Azkira's words.

Azkira immediately cheated on hugging his knee. His courage was again broken by threatening words coming out of Fathan's mouth. His face was subdued deeply with a body that trembled with fear.

"Shiyit! Did I scare him a minute?" as for Fathan, he looked at the poor girl.

"Sleep properly!" fathan's toilet, which saw Azkira, did not break down. He pulled Azkira's arm, and made the girl again scream.

"Don't! Don't touch me, sir," he cried with a giggle of fear. His feelings were completely chaotic and unbecoming.

"Then sleep properly!" fathan repeated the order.

Azkira had to obey Fathan. He didn't want to take the risk of making the man angry again. Because, there is a symbol of honor that he must keep well. Azkira also laid his body on the soft mattress with a feeling of anxiety.

Fathan moved to turn off the room lights. Then, he took one pillow and slept on a single sofa in the inn room. "What have I done this?" he muttered while massaging his own forehead.

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The next day was early in the morning. Azkira who had not slept all night was already sitting in a position to hug himself. His eye bags looked puffy, the whites of his eyes slightly reddened due to too much crying. His head was very heavy and painful.

Fathan, who was asleep on the sofa, wriggled and woke up. He looked towards Azkira, then looked at the watch on his left wrist. "Still six in the morning. Did he stay up all night?" inner Fathan wondered.

He got up from the sofa, then rushed to open the door. "Come, I'll take you home." - Lontar Fathan.

The two also left the inn to Azkira's house, precisely his grandmother's house. Because Azkira had been living with Grandma all along. Meanwhile, both of his parents have long died in a tragedy accident, since he sat on the SD bench.

"Where is your house headed?" ask Fathan in a flat tone. At that time they had traveled about 30 minutes.

"Right right, sir. There will be a gang in. My house is on the right side of the street with white paint, " replied Azkira who looked very limp.

All of this seems absurd. How could all this possibly happen?An owner of a restaurant stays overnight with his waitress in one room. And on a compulsion is also a problem that actually does not need to be exaggerated. But again that's how a Fathan is. He never thought back when taking an action even if it was very detrimental to others.

Arriving in front of Grandma Azkira's house. It became very dark and his head felt very heavy. Then, everything can't be controlled anymore. He lost consciousness and fainted.

"Hey! Wake up.. Why did you pass out in my car?" the man said without guilt.

"Aaarrrhhh, Siaaal's maiden!" maki Fathan's. Then, he rushed Azkira to his Grandmother's house which he had told her just before his consciousness was gone.

"Excuse me ..," said Fathan, carrying Azkira's defenseless body.

"Oh my goodness, Azki! What happened to my granddaughter?" the jolt of an old woman who was none other than Sinta, Azkira's grandmother.

"He fainted, Grandma," replied the man who seemed innocent of all that had happened to Azkira.

"Hurry and get him in!" tell Sinta while panicking is not overbearing.

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