Hot Duda: Love For Rangga
Negotiating

"I'm sorry, but the way you call that dear word, it's not like a cursory glance. As if you already know me. As if..sorry, you eloquently call it. Without doubt. Unless you mention Babe, Darling, or Honey, the effect must be different. But this. But I also don't understand why I feel that way. Sorry, yes, sir. I didn't mean...."

I was confused what to say. But his face and hearing him talk, it was reassuring.

"Master? You still here?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"So, why?"

Dead style, I misbehaved. "Emm. I actually have the answer. But maybe one day I will explain. It's not time yet. It's okay, right? The point is, I thought you were someone I knew. I see."

"Oh, so." He's nodding. Whether I have to or not. "alright. Then, can we talk about my whereabouts here?"

I doubt it, but I can't leave like I did this morning. "Sure," I said at last.

"I'm willing to stay here, but only for one week. I should have been home before both my parents came home from out of town. I think that's enough to eliminate evidence of your actions on my body."

I nodded my head even though he couldn't see it. "good. I agree."

"Can I continue?"

"certain."

"Regarding what we did last night, please find me a pregnancy-preventing drug. Would help?"

This time I was stunned. My heart suddenly beat hard, and my heart felt pinched. I want to reject it.

"Master? Can, right?"

"Emm...."

"You can't possibly let me go to the hospital by myself. Aye, right? Then please, please?"

I'm not saying. I wanted to say yes, but my heart was heavy. I want her to get pregnant. I want to have a child with him.

"It's okay."

"You don't want me to get pregnant, do you?"

"I...."

He began to whine, "Master, please. Just imagine, if I get pregnant, are you willing to take responsibility? It's not, is it?"

It was a mess of my mind, and without a second thought - I said, "I'm willing to take responsibility."

Practically, the pupils of the girl's eyes in front of me instantly widened. "Sir, I'm talking seriously" he said. "You don't joke about this. That's not funny!"

"i'm serious. I'm willing-"

"Master wants to marry me?"

"Married?"

He nodded. "Yes, the responsibility is not only to take care of the child who is born, but also to marry his mother. And I think, sir would have objected. Sorry, I'm self-conscious anyway, I don't deserve it, I'm just a blind girl."

Sensitive questions. I gulped, but still, I couldn't say anything.

"Here, don't discuss. The point is, I need medicine. I don't want to get pregnant. Okay, Mister?"

I had to nod, and I agreed. My heart refused. "I'll find it" I said.

"And as for my safety in this house, I hope you guarantee that. Let no one infiltrate here and do nothing to me. I know that I'm no longer a virgin, but that doesn't mean-"

I cut him off quickly, "Of course. Don't worry about that. There will not be a single person who dares to be rude to you. I wouldn't do that either. I mean, I won't repeat it. Please believe me."

He nodded, then smiled.

So sweet....