
“Clay, what should get this far?” jesika asked stared fixedly at the male figure she had always admired for several years in her life.
“Why? You will also—“
“Now!” answer Jesika quickly, “I will not deny. I'll still help you, but—“
“If you want to help me, do it right and feel free!” clay said with a flat face.
“But Naura—“ Jesika bowed her head, her hands looking at each other and squeezing, feeling indecisive and afraid of what she was going to do.
“You doubt me?” clay asked directly staring at Jesika, even now his hand was gripping Jesika's chin tightly enough to make the girl a little pained.
“Bu—not Clay, hiks hiks ta—but ... “
“You know I don't like weak girls. I hate weakness,” whispered Clay as he rubbed Jesika's face with his index finger.
This was not the first time Jesika had seen Clay's attitude like that. In fact, when he was still sitting on the Junior High School bench, he was bullied by some thugs even to his virginity almost in snatched. But suddenly Clay came and helped him, in front of his eyes he saw clearly how a Clay finish off some thugs in his underage age.
To be honest, Jesika does not understand how Clay can be in his place and help him. But there is a sense of happiness and gratitude because in the end he was saved by the people he admired the most. However, the admiration slowly disappeared since seeing clearly how Clay killed the thugs who were willing to rape him.
Using a small knife bearing Clayton's name. The man stabbed several thugs to death. Not just one prick, but more than ten pricks. And not getting there, even Clay had the heart to cut off the thug's vital tool right in front of Jesika.
From then on, Jesika had always been afraid of Clay. But somehow, gradually the fear disappeared and the love was getting bigger. Especially when he saw Clay's attitude in Indonesia that was much different from what used to be abroad.
But now, for the second time Jesika again saw the sharp eyes that he saw a few years ago abroad.
“But promise, don't –“
“I won't promise anyone!”
“Remove your tears, and meet him soon. Don't make him wait too long. And don't make me also wait any longer,” Clay said with a smirk smile on his face.
“Clay ... a—do you want to use another way? A—aku can—“
“Jesika .. You want to make me angry?” hardik Clay stared intently at Jesika.
“But I'm afraid of Clay, I'm afraid of the hiks hyks. A—aku ... “
Jesika was no longer able to continue his speech. His heart was so raging on the verge of a dilemma. Should he do all Clay's words? Can he really trust the man, and can he really let go?
“Thirty minutes from now, when I got there and you guys weren't there yet. Wait for a gift from me, for you Baby .. “ whispered Clay right in Jesika's ear, which even made Jesika's tears flow more and more.
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