My One Billion Girl
Chapter 13 Return it

Since the departure of Rasya brought by the boss Kasmin. The atmosphere of the house became quiet, no more boisterous with the anger of family members who snapped at the figure of Rasya.

At first they were relaxed and happy, with the money in the hands of the money one suitcase. Even the next day the lawyer Kasmin brought the rest of the money that one M was so that even one M selling price Rasya, the 19-year-old girl became collateral for her parents' debt.

Then the money they immediately use for the purpose of paying the debt some and some of them use for fun, and distributed to their children. Like Murni and Vera, Sukma also whined asking to buy a motorbike. So that not until two days the money was lost, the ludes were not left anymore.

Now nothing can be told or snapped again. All homework must be done equally from cooking, washing. Nyetrika, sweeping. Mopping and also to the market. Including making cakes for sale.

Like at the moment. Vera and Murni wait for the clothing store, and Bu Karsih who makes cakes at home, before finally being taken to the store for sale, one of the tasks that is usually Rasya who is all with all the affairs of the house, now forced Bu Karsih also replaced if the other children do not want to do.

At about nine o'clock in the evening, Mr. Karsih and Mr. Muhidin were talking in his room looking serious.

"Oh, sir .. I'm tired of no Rasya. I do it all myself, kids don't want to help." Karsih ma'am complains while massaging his own hands and feet.

"Let's go, Mom. We got the money and the guarantee is Rasya. So the kid's already paid, and we've got no more rights."

"Yes, sir ... Oya, sir, if Rasya gets married tomorrow, whose guardian?" tanya Bu Karsih looked seriously at the husband who was sipping his cigarette with pleasure.

"Yes I am. They know he's our son, especially now making a lot of money. At least we can pay our debts, ma'am."

Miss Karsih smiled. "But I'm curious too. Who are Rasya's real parents?"

"No need to think clearly .. thanks to him also we have this house, it was we used to live ngontrak move there move here, because it can not pay. Remember anyway?" said pak Muhidin.

"Yes yes, sir! that guy gave a toddler a baggy and could just crawl huh? if I'm not wrong at that time? with tens of millions in his bag so we could buy a house back then." Remember Bu Karsih.

"Well, now he also gives us more money with a nominal greater," said Mr. Muhidin a little proud.

"But, Sir. If only we could make it a running ATM? we take him from the boss of Kasmin, and we keep him as a guarantee to a richer, striped man. How, Sir?" bu Karsih nyeleneh.

Pak Muhidin's index finger pushed Bu Karsih's forehead. "Ngawur, the boss of Kasmin wants to pinjemin money that much and his guarantee Rasya, because he is still innocent or still a virgin. If we guarantee others like Vera and Pure! where do you want him."

"Aish .. We are talking about Rasya so that we do not want to be bedded by the boss of Kasmin. Let her be a virgin too, then we find a way to be divorced and we find another victim, Rasya we make as bait. We can be rich sir .. anyways, our debt lives a little bit," said Bu Karsih expressed his devious idea against Rasya.

"Ah, you're all there. Not likely. Already, I'm sleepy." Mr. Muhidin laid his body and put his fist on the pillow after throwing the cigarette butt into place.

"Ih, not very supportive. Though it's good idea me," muttered Bu Karsih while lying down also beside the husband.

But on the third day. Juragan Kasmin came with his bodyguard. Looking for Rasya to all the rooms in the house.

Juragan Kasmin rampaged big, if the girl ran away and accused her family of hiding her. Mr. Muhidin and his wife painstakingly tried to admit not the arrival of Rasya after his departure at that time.

"Look, he ran away from my house and must have come back here." Hardik juragan Kasmin while pounding the table until the table swayed.

"Right, Juragan ... Why do we hide it? it belongs to the Juragan. Just get married." Timpal Bu Karsih looked frightened, afraid the money was asked back. And feeling annoyed at Rasya why should the girl run away all?

"Before Rasya was found, I asked. Give me all my money back." The juragan Kasmin.

"But. The money is no longer for the Juragan," he admitted, Miss Karsih.

"I don't want to know, what do you think fake money is? which I have given the original. And I'm asking you to give it back?" sergeant juragan Kasmin again.

"Look, how would you like to be replaced with my two daughters? just pick one of them." The words of Mr. Muhidin made Pure and Vera surprised who sat down in the corner.

Netra the eyes of the boss of Kasmin stared intently at his two daughters, Mr. Muhidin. "Beautiful, but I don't like it. Okay, I'll take both. But just for reassurance before I find my girl who ran away. I will make both of them servants but free of charge do not get paid anything."

"Don't want to, I won't, sir. Ma'am, I don't want to" Murni and Vera both shook their heads.

"Don't, don't take my daughter, if it's just to be a servant, unless it's a wife." Protest Ms. Karsih, she did not agree to be a servant.

"Bodyguard-tuard. Bring the two girls? if you need to sell, at the bar. In order to make money and at least my money back even in the installments." Officer Kasmin's orders on both bodyguards.

"Mr, Mama. Don't let us be taken away? we beg!" Murni and Vera pleaded not to be used as collateral especially in selling at the bar.

"Don't you, Juragan, don't take my daughter? just find the girl to meet and hold her accountable" continued Bu Karsih sadly.

"Oo, can't. I need a guarantee right now. And I'll take them to the big city to be made into night butterflies, let's do more in the capital. Ha ha ha ...."

Degh's!

"Sir, why offer Murni and Vera everything? mom didn't want them to be taken and made into butterflies at night." Miss Karsih is crying.

The bodyguard brought Pure and Vera forcibly. Like the lover, and it seems that the boss Kasmin did not mess with his words.

He was determined to bring the two girls named Pure and Vera to the big city, he would make a night butterfly. Her face is pretty and sweet ....

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