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Traumatizing

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🌸Pov Nada🌸

“Thank you for today ya bang Martin. Oh yes, this is rice for bang Martin.” I said, handing over a packet of rice that I deliberately bought for her as my thanks to her.

“Walah Nad, why bother anyway? Brother nganterin you are sincere and happy. Brother does not hesitate to reply like this.”

“Accepted in bang. Mubazir if rejected, right? It's called windfall.”

Whether a man who is different religion with me understands or not with my words, but he agrees. I think all religions teach their people not to refuse fortune. So I'm sure he understands too.

“Ya then. Brother accept yes. Thank you very much. You know you still ngirit to buy hehehe,,,”

I chuckled at it but these lips instantly shrieked as soon as my eyes caught a figure I knew very well walking closer with his sour face.

“Have sold yet?” he asked without a smile.

“Eh busett ne boy play nyamber aja. Ask us this dong first from anywhere.” Martin protested, not me.

The god did not answer him but just stared at him sharply. His gaze felt intimidating as well as expelling.

I who was not stared at could feel the atmosphere, let alone the Martin bang?

“Iya deh I unplug." exclaimed Martin then, it's true my guess and feelings. That look was indeed expelling.

"Oh yes Nad, do not hesitate to call brother if you need help again yes.” Martin said before he got out of there.

I just returned a smile and nod even though in my heart this also did not plan or want to ask for his help again. However, I do not want to continue to depend on others. I want to study independently.

“Sorry, I haven't been able to sell any of your clothes yet. Me,,, A, I don't have any contacts or channels I can offer.” I bowed this face just to avoid that glare.

“Why didn't you tell me from the beginning? Why assented? Why not ask for help? Why not ask me? Why even the path of the same path Martin clearly also can not give you a solution to this problem?”

The question in question made me stutter and my head immediately dizzy to think and sort the answer.

“Jawab!!! Why go with Martin? The one you were supposed to go with was me. I can introduce you to some of my friends or brothers and ask them to buy from you. Basic can not put yourself.” sungutut.

I gawked listening to the nagging that the tip was to be a protest sentence or I could say it was a sentence of envy. He wanted himself to be invited, not bang Martin.

It's funny that cold and arrogant people want something. Can't go straight to the point what hehehe,,,

“Why smile smile? Anything funny?” it was so upset that it made me stop smiling.

“Nih. Don't ngomel mulu ntar more and more labeled sadistic children kost here.”

I just give her a packet of rice that I have actually also provided for her. I really intend to pay my debt to him when I get money to sell my necklace earlier.

"What is this??" The god accepted it with a confused face.

“Company I eat can?” just polite.

“Okay!!!” he then went to Martin's room.

Dihhh nih yaaa people, where the rice I gave you was still taken away as well. Woy rice where woyyy, if you do not want to turn back also dong nanya,,

Meeting him always successfully made me swipe up to ubun ubun. As a result, I eat greedily to vent my emotions. Fortunately this food is really delicious so at least even if it is accompanied by emotions, still feel the pleasure of this food.

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“Busett dah,, Although you are the owner of this boarding house, it does not mean you can play in my room without permission my lord dong Dear and sadistic God.”

“Nah instead of answering or apologizing instead smile at yourself. Strange basic!!” grunts again.

“Eh uh, I want to ask you the same lo. Answer honestly!!” he cried again and then lay down next to me.

“Apaan?” tanyaku.

“Lo really is sane?”

“Lo is very demen for me sewot. You think I was crazy all this time?”sewot.

“Well what's the name if you're not crazy? Five what six years you shut yourself from the world of struggle for the sake of living in the shadows and imagination you own. I have often reminded you that Maharani is not the same as us anymore but you always say he exists, there is,,,, really,, until you do not want to continue living in this real world. Until you become a human frozen south.”

Martin's breath until he stumbled to say it. Martin was one of the people and my best friend who knew my love story with the Maharani. He who has been here for a long time also knows the Maharani well. He also knew how bad I was when the news I didn't want to hear was forced into my ears and brain.

“It's wrong if I fall in love with another girl now?”lirihku without answering or commenting on whatever the chatter was.

“Depends!!” origin answers.

“Depends on what?” I asked back to curious.

“Sama whom you fell in heart. If the same Sandrina my girl is wrong, if the same Biang lo or his mother Maharani let alone.Udah must be wrong.”

Buukkk,,, uh,,,

I threw the shitty species with a pillow roll right in his head in the hope that the contents of his head could be liquid and could be invited to think. Yes, I fell in love with Sandrina or her boyfriend's girlfriend and Biang or Maharani's mother.

Is there a creature, right?

“Ya keep the same who dong?” his grunts sambal rubbed his head.

“Oh I know!! Same Nad mmmpphhh,,,” again and I immediately plug his wide mouth with his blanket.

“Aaan anyway?” the protests are so free of my blockage.

“Controlled the sound!!” myrag.

“So right??” he approached me and whispered somewhat with a probing face making me anxious not to rub the rough face.

“Gue not sure. Is he worthy to replace Maha. I don't know the ins and outs. Originally. His family. And what's the problem.” I sound desperate.

“Come close first. Know well. That tone is a good girl. He also said he was single. It's just that he seems to need help right now. I just finished taking her to the gold shop to sell her mother's necklace. Pity him for crying earlier but what else? I can't help either. Maybe you can help him again. But change your attitude. Don't be so cold and sadistic. One more," his words stopped.

"What??"

"Don't get to first I get her.” kekehnya later.

“Awas aja lo dare nyerobot me. I kicked you out of here.” threatened me.

“Uuuhhh,, sadistic. Forgive your sahayam servant this young master who is in love.” Martin even made fun of me.

It's no pleasure if this species knows what I'm thinking or what's going on in my heart.

“You want me to matchlangin again like you are old?” tanyanya offers services as a matchmaker.

“Gak!!” reject me firmly.

I want to try it myself. I was afraid that if I repeated the matchmaking ritual ala himself, it would end tragically again. I am still traumatized because Nada is really like Maharani.

I didn't lose it a second time.

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