My One Billion Girl
Chapter 6 for Sale

Not long after that Rasya came to bring a cup of sweet tea. Crouch down and present it to the guest.

The eyes of the guest now lead to a petite and deciduous girl but he can give an idea that this dirty girl in the polishing a little must be very beautiful, but she can give an idea that this little girl in the polishing must be very beautiful, even prettier than the two clean-looking and neat-looking girls who were sitting sweetly in that direction.

Then the old man's eye bead moved on Mr. Muhidin and Bu Karsih who were smiling happily. Perhaps they were convinced that this old bandit would approve of his offer.

"Is this ... this girl you mean?" investigate the man while frowning his forehead.

"I-iya Juragan's. This is my daughter and she is still innocent" said Mr. Muhidin.

Making Rasya look and look at the face of the father who looks bright. Rasya confused what does it mean? so that he pointed himself.

Rasya stood about to go to the kitchen again, but was prevented by Bu Karsih so that Rasya stood near the mother.

The male's flirtatious eyeballs looked towards Rasya intensely from head to toe. Not a single thing escaped his sight. His head in a nod with his lips pulled to the side, he gave a sign code of agreement.

"How's Ju-Juragan?" asked Mr. Muhidin with a curious look.

Likewise, Ms. Karsih's chest is pounding waiting for an answer from the photographer Kasmin. Who is willing to lend almost one M as long as there is a guarantee of a girl who is still a virgin. That's door.

Mr. Muhidin and his wife had been willing to offer Murni and Vera, but they were not willing that the two daughters should be offered to the old man. As a guarantee of their debt, where in the man married a lot.

"I ..." muttered Juragan Kasmin leaning his back against the shoulder of the sofa. His eyes continued to pay attention to Rasya who was bowing deeply.

"I agree with this girl. But .. I want to take him tonight too, I can't wait to enjoy it. Something that is certainly still fresh and very narrow of course." His smile frightened the one who saw.

"Thank you Jagan, thank you." Mr. Muhidin was so enthusiastic and happy.

Bu Karsih also looks very happy if only not ashamed of course want to prance. Then the judge Kasmin told his bodyguard to take a suitcase from his car.

Muhidin and Karsih sat with smiles that were so bright and full of happiness. Soon they will reap the money that many make pay debts and some make businesses.

Brugh!

The large suitcase that the bodyguard carries, is stored on the table and the key is immediately opened so that the contents are clearly visible. The suitcase contained 9.5 M worth of money. Making all eyes wide, glaring perfectly with a gaping mouth as if they did not believe what they saw.

Rasya's eyes were blurted. I can't believe what he's seeing right now. "Is that real money or fake? what .... ordinary paper anyway? or leaves kali huh? so much." Rasya Mumbles.

Everyone turned to Rasya who moved his head closer to see the contents of the suitcase as if to convince the heart that it was all money.

"Basic oon or bego anyway? That's real money. Original, so people do not be in the kitchen mulu you take care of, so do not know the money." Pure Chirps cynical.

Then the manager Kasmin handed over a file to sign. "Now you sign this file. So that there is evidence of black over white. If you've given this girl to me in exchange for all that money."

They did not think long again pak Muhidin and his wife immediately handled a file that the manager Kasmin thrust.

Rasya. What's all that for? when Rasya felt confused, his hand was pulled by Bu Karsih and told to stand near the old man. "Mom!" netra Rasya's clear eyes looked at the mother, what does this mean.

"Now ... this girl please Juragan bring but please be understood that his attitude sometimes like a crazy person." Bu Karsih said to the boss of Kasmin.

Degh's!

"Shut up, don't cingcong much. Just follow the will of us who have raised and cared for you, here too you are useless." Ms. Karsih with clarity.

Pure and Vera just looked at each other and snickered a slightly sneering lips.

"I'll gladly accept this girl, let alone the important thing she's still in the seal." The man opened his mouth wide showing a terrifying laugh.

"Seals? I'm not a door that has to be sealed or in the keys of the Juragan." Rasya ventured to make a sound.

Nyse ....

"Oh .. Just hearing his voice I'm not strong. Sweet as a longing bird, ah. .. how sad he is," the Kasmin scribe shook his head while closing his eyes.

All those there were goosebumps to see and hear the boss of Kasmin who was considered too much.

"May you be satisfied Juragan. Later if you want to get married just pick us up," said Mr. Muhidin in a happy tone.

Rasya is made to not understand. "What's? i'm. Him, married? married to this old man? the man who had smelled the earth, iih ... afraid, same him?"

Rasya shuddered at the thought that he had made her nauseous. Oo. He imagined that he was married, exchanging saliva because of the meeting of two tongues. He got that understanding because he sometimes peeked at his two older sisters who often watch videos.

"You have been handed over to this master and now you follow him," said Mr. Muhidin looking at his daughter.

"Sir, why should I come with him? is he my father or my uncle? or my grandfather?" Rasya looked at his mother and father hoping for answers.

"This Juragan will be your husband Rasya-"

"What husband? like Mom and Dad? have kids later. Ah .." Rasya's brain started traveling. "Ah .. don't want to, I don't want to marry this boss." Rasya shook his head violently.

"You don't want to. You must want to. Because you've been paid with this money." Timpal Bu Karsih hugging the suitcase containing the money.

"Huh? I you guys sell that means? I'm not a cake, Mom. Sir!" Rasya circulated the views on pak Muhidin and Bu Karsih alternately.

"You are sweet, as sweet as a cake" said the Kasmin sprinter with a passionate look at one point belonging to Rasya who despite his tiny body but his chest contained.

Rasya turned his head for a while then turned his eyes again to his mother's father who looked happy by hugging the suitcase of money.

"You've already sold to the boss of one M and the rest will follow, won't you?" Ms. Karsih glanced at the boss Kasmin.

"One M? I-I mean one bucket or padang? or-"

"Yes, a bucket of water to flutter your face, disgust I see you." Pure Voice cuts through Rasya's words.

"Crazy basic! stay crazy," continued Vera as she glanced at his eyes.

"Argh .. already. I'll take this girl right now! I can't stand to take him." The hand of the Kasmin dragging Rasya's wrists which eventually thrashed and revolted.

Without preventing it or anything, Rasya's family laughed happily. Happy because the girl who was considered a little crazy became the girl made money one M ....