Forced to Marry Young Master
Self-impaired
Rhuka kissed Cheyka's cheek, with a cold expression on her face. Cheyka rounded her eyes, her palms pushing Rhuka's shoulders. However Rhuka managed to get rid of both of her hands, above her head. Arrest him by hand, though Cheyka rebelled. Rhoky was still pacing at the door, until the other team members on appeared suddenly.
"Rhoky, if you won't help me. Don't expect, I'll help you. Just let you languish, without using an ATM card." Threaten Cheyka, with half a shout.
A voice shook everything, because the source was in Rhuka's room.
"Yes Brother, be ready to do it." replied Rhoky.
Rhoky immediately opened the room door, followed by his friends. The plastic in Bombom's hand fell, as he was shocked and jumped.
"Astaghfirullah, what are you doing, Rhuka?" Bombom glanced at Cheyka's neck, which had a red mark.
"What's my fault, I only have power in my own room. Who told me to sneak in and tease me." Rhuka got up from the sofa chair, so relaxed.
"Oh yeah, why are you here Chey?" jay asked, looking suspiciously.
"It's all because of him." Cheyka took the couch cushion, then threw it towards Rhoky.
"What's my fault Brother, aren't you a couple husband is..." Rhoky slipped, then stopped his speech.
"Wife you mean?" ask Mikky.
"Not the manager, I don't mean a married couple." Scratching his non-itchy nape.
"Let's say one more time, let me break your lip skin." Rhuka threatened.
"Sorry Brother, I misspoke." replied Rhoky.
They came out of Rhuka's room, as did Cheyka who was walking gontai. Cheyka entered her room without saying anything, she was completely limp.
"How to pretend to smile cheerfully, after being caught red-handed by the crazy book. I have to lock myself up, I can't get out of the room." Cheyka mumbled softly.
The next day the men gathered, in the dining room. Only Cheyka was invisible to the trunk of her nose.
"Sister Rhuka, you need to persuade him. Apologize to her, as a form of appreciating women. You've been insolent, violating civil rights." Bombom pouted, but still chewed his food.
"Are you not kasian? He hasn't eaten a day." Mikky urged him.
"Yes, I will persuade him." replied Rhuka.
”Just like the Bombom said I was rude, I want anything is up to me. You will be ashamed of yourself, when I say she is my legitimate wife.” Inner Rhuka.
Rhuka took the rice and side dishes. Pouring drinking water too, to be escorted to Cheyka's room. Rhuka walked up the stairs, and knocked on the door of her room.
"Hah bad, he's coming. I need to close my face immediately." Cheyka ran to get the mask.
After wearing the mask, open the door. Rhuka was astonished by the girl, why was she holding herself in the room.
"Why not go out all day?" ask Rhuka.
"Here I bring you something to eat." Give plates and glasses.
Cheyka took. "Thank you sir."
"What pain do you have?" ask Rhuka.
"No, just my neck hurts a little" Cheyka replied.
"I'm sorry about yesterday's incident" Rhuka said.
”Not wrong, this demon apologizes to me.” Inner Cheyka.
"Have it, forget it." replied Cheyka.
"Let me treat the ex." Rhuka bargained.
"No need for master." replied Cheyka.
Rhuka forced her way into the room, retrieving the p3k box. Rhuka treated it slowly, then attached the plaster. After he was done with his affairs, he immediately exited the room.
"I'd better eat the rice and the side dishes he brought. My stomach is hungry." Cheyka sat down cross-legged, throwing the mask in any direction.
Start enjoying the dishes in front of him. Then go out during the day, after saying goodbye to Mikky. When Cheyka enters the mall, she accidentally bumps into someone.
"Eh Feyra!"
"Eh Cheyka!"
They were both surprised, because they could meet there. Friends who had one class, while high school in the village.
"What are you doing in town?" ask Cheyka.
"I went to Chey's college, if you were alone?" back asking.
"I work a friend." Cheyka's alibi.
"Well by chance meet, then accompany me to the salon yuk." asked Feyra.
Cheyka nodded, then stepped out each other's legs. Not long ago they have arrived, with a salon that is not far from the mall.
"Cheyka, your hair looks wavy, a lot of branches. Do you want to do some treatment?" ask Feyra.
"Yes, this is in the process of treatment" Cheyka replied.
Cheyka cuts her long hair at the salon. It gets shorter, and also tidy.