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He stopped the bike right in front of the girl. Making the girl who was standing and bowing her head now look at him in disbelief.
"Mr ...."
"Lo Irene, right?" cut Sean off, then get off his bike and approach the girl.
"Ck ... Cc ...Ck .... ." Clucked repeatedly, while looking at the appearance of the girl who looks sexy with a mini dress wrapped in a slender body.
The girl further lowered her head and pulled the end of her dress which was only a short distance from the groin.
"Sir, don't stare at me like that" she asked softly and still lowered her head.
"Indeed why? Spies me on this!" sean replied, still staring at the sexy body of the girl.
"But, you're not polite!" he replied with a trembling tone of fear.
"No courtesy? Keep on dressing like this polite? Huh?!" ask Sean back. "I don't think I'm the same geeky chick as you turned out ....." Sean did not continue his words, but his sharp eyes seemed to strip the girl.
"I'm not what you think!" he answered loudly because he knew what this man in front of him was thinking.
Sean played his tongue in the ceiling of his mouth, while staring at the cynical girl in front of him.
The girl looked up at Sean tearfully. Then lowered his head back, sighing deeply.
Sean saw so many wounds behind the beautiful eyes that were glazed over, then he exhaled violently. "Sorry" said Sean, then turned his face away.
The girl nodded her head slowly, then moved from there. But his hand was blocked by Sean.
"Where are you? Let me drop off" said Sean, with a weakened tone.
The girl looked at her wrist that Sean had blocked, then released it slowly. "No need, sir!"
"Ck! Don't you see what time it is? It's midnight! Where are you going? What's the matter?!" sean asked, becoming annoyed with the girl who is often called Irene.
Irene seemed to exhale repeatedly, gulping her saliva violently. Then he looked at Sean fiercely. "If so, why?? Trouble for Father?!"
Sean slanted. "How much was last night?! I'm Boking!" sean asked deeply in Irene's heart. Sean only tested the girl and was not serious about her words. Because she knew that Irene was a good girl and that it was impossible to do such a despicable job.
"Well, what's my fault?" Sean pointed to himself.
Irene did not answer and was crying hysterically. Making Sean confused and scratching his head that does not itch.
"Hey!! Stttt! Quiet .... Quiet ... ." Sean put his index finger in front of his lips, while staring around him hoping that no one who saw Irene was crying.
Instead of being silent, Irene was crying even louder. Sean made no other choice, hugging the girl tightly.
"Sttt ... ." Sean hugged the girl while gently rubbing Irene's back, giving her some calmness.
"The world is not fair to me! Everyone around me is cruel!! Even my own parents want to sell me!" said Irene as hiccupping behind that embrace.
Sean was of course surprised by the girl's confession, then he loosened his arms and looked at the girl who usually wears thick glasses now look beautiful with a thin makeup polish.
"Lo said what? You want to sell it to your own parents?" sean asked, holding the girl's shoulder.
Irene nodded slowly and still sobbed.
"Dad wanted to sell me at the Club tonight, luckily I was able to escape and end up at this bus stop," Irene explained again, with a trembling voice.
Sean closed his eyes tightly, and he cursed inwardly.
"Your parents don't have brains!" maki Sean and keep swearing annoyed.
"His stepfather, he's my stepfather."
Sean shook his head repeatedly, while shaking his waist.
"Where are you going?" sean asked, looking at Irene with pity.
"I don't know" Irene's great-grandson. He was afraid that if he returned home, his father would sell him again to the striped man.
Sean was silent while thinking. Walaun was a depraved man but he still had the heart and feelings to help others.
What would Sean do for Irene?