My One Billion Girl
Chapter 7 is not soap

Rasya was taken to Villanya juragan Kasmin. With the car, he sat down with a jugagan and one bodyguard. Rasya planga-plongo while trying to release the powerful jagan Kasmin's hand.

"Okay .. I want to take you where? I want to go home, I'm afraid my mother doesn't help with homework." Rasya.

"You, come with me from now on. You will be my fifth wife ha ha ha ha .. and of course you are the youngest sweet." Juragan Kasmin laughed as he poked Rasya's chin.

Rasya doesn't like to be in the makeup. "Don't make fun of me, I'm not soap or food that you can make" Rasya said in an angry tone.

"Ha ha ha .. You are created for sweet poking. I like you sweet." The gaze of the photographer Kasmin was intense on Rasya who looked amused at his words.

Rasya did feel amused and disgusted to hear the old bandot's words, especially if he was going to be made the fifth wife. Is that a wife or a child? is that a woman or a sissy?

"I beg you, please return me! I feel sorry for my mother that no one helped me. If I wasn't around, who would help him?"

"Where do I know, I'm your father who knows everything. Whatever, the important thing is I paid you 1 M. And you are mine. Understood?" the voice of the boss of Kasmin blared inside the car.

Rasya folded his hands together in front of his chin, "No, that's not true. I'll pay for everything, as long as you let me go. I beg Juragan ...."

"Already, don't talk to you much. If I don't want to force it tonight!" sergeant Juragan Kasmin with glaring eyes. Revealing an increasingly terrifying face in Rasya's eyes.

Rasya fear. He didn't know what to ask for anymore. Bleng's brain, empty.

"Tomorrow the day after tomorrow, you must marry me!" continued Juragan Kasmin whose face was close to Rasya's face, her lips mut-mutant.

"Iiii .. iiy ..." Rasya shuddered and advanced his head forward so Juragan Kasmin bumped into aka kissing his bodyguard cheek.

Make his bodyguard soar and reflexively slap the cheek of skipper Kasmin.

"You, are you crazy? slap me? brash policy," shouted the coach Kasmin as he held his hot cheek.

"Sorry Juragan, you want to kiss me. I'm horrified." answered the bodyguard of the boss Kasmin.

"Who would kiss you asshole. This can't be quiet anymore?" juragan Kasmin snapped at Rasya after glaring at his bodyguard.

Rasya's guts shrieked, let alone Juragan Kasmin clutching his upper hand. "Ju-juragan's pain."

"That's why don't you make contact, remember that you belong to me because I've already paid you." Impact again.

"I-iya Juragan." Rasya's head was down. "Mi ... lik? clothes ... times ah belongs to him! his murmuring was barely audible.

"What are you talking about?" Juragan Kasmin glared and his voice was loud in front of Rasya's ears.

"Ti-no Juragan's. His voice was very loud from earlier, like using a mosque toa only. It hurts the ears." Rasya rubbed his ears next to Juragan Kasmin.

"Argh .. You've been nagging like a parrot." Juragan Kasmin screeched an irresistible annoyance.

Finally, the car driven by Juragan Kasmin arrived at a luxury house but because it was already night, so Rasya could not see the atmosphere around.

Rasya was taken by the side road so as not to disturb the residents who were inside the house.

Rasya put into a room that is quite large and the contents are also complete. The eyes of Rasya. "Wah ... The room is nice unlike my room! but I don't want to live here. I'm going home, gentlemen." Weld.

Wordlessly. Bodyguard locks the door from the outside.

Dug, dug, dug ....

Dug, dug, dug ....

"Take me out? I don't want to be locked up here, I don't want to! I'm not a bird." Strangled Rasya while continuing to bang on the door leaf strongly.

Until Rasya's hands felt pain and sore. But there are not a few signs in the open.

Finally Rasya scrambled his hair until it was tangled and looked frustrated, his eyes netting at the contents of the room. Then walked closer to the big sleep, sitting himself on the edge of the bed.

"Grove up his bed, away from my bed hard as a brick." He muttered with a faint smile.

Rise inched near the pillow, hugged both knees, drowned her face there muttering. "The client's home!"

Clear water did not feel out of the corner of his round eyes, then down, pacing.

"I want to go home. Get me out of here, Juragan!" Rasya. "Have a bad taste to me! there is tormented. Don't know what my fate is?"

Rasya sat back hugging his knees on the bed, until his eyes were filled with extreme drowsiness. So that all night Rasya fell asleep very soundly even without blankets and pillows. How not soundly, used to sleep in a hard place and now in a soft place.

Early in the morning Rasya had woken up and felt confused what to do? all he did was stingy and dumb. Sitting by the window, facing the palm trees. Then the sound of the door being opened. Rasya immediately moved and stared at the door.

Enter a half-aged woman with a rather attractive appearance. Handed over by the bodyguard, the woman brought her breakfast.

Rasya immediately approached near the door. "Tu-Master, I want to go home. Don't be locked up here, sir. I want to go home, Mr ...."

"What's so special about this girl? just like a stressed girl or indeed from among people?" the woman's mind. Looking at Rasya's cumbersome appearance and disheveled hair.

But the door was directly in the lock again, only Rasya and the woman were left. With a tray in his hand.

"Why do you want to go home, miss? aren't you going to marry my husband?" said the woman while keeping a tray on the table.

"Ha, I'm going home. I don't want to marry Juragan, not his wife of four?" Rasya shook his head and looked curiously.

"Yes, I'm his third wife. If you want to marry an old bandot, you're still young your journey is still long." The woman stared cynically.

But Rasya just fell silent and shook his head. His heart refused to marry the boss of Kasmin.

"You should know, huh? that skipper. If you want to be rude, you can be tortured all out until he is satisfied!" the woman scares Rasya. His sneaky smile was clearly visible from his face.

Rasya bengong, imagining mating between a monkey and a duck, a duck that can run is just helpless against the ferocious monkey and continue to fondle the duck, finally Rasya shudder both his shoulders swayed. With his mind traveling everywhere.

"I hope, you do not waste your time with the old man, let alone having a wife of four later that you are made his lustful. He's a psychopath who likes to torture women." The woman continued to poison the innocent girl's mind.

"Who wants to marry her? what does he want? want to eat or drink? time to torture people first, not in what masakin!" Plain gazing.

The woman seemed annoyed by Rasya's question that was so innocent and not connected ....

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Same story but slightly updated.