Naughty Girl Owns Hot Daddy
Chapter 47

When Erika was scared to face Marcello and his men. Marissa was even engrossed in standing on a tree while holding Fattan's cell phone in her hand.

"How, Marissa?" ask Fattan from under the tree while holding the stairs used by Marissa to climb the tree.

"Wire, Sir! Mr. Marcello is in my house. Oh, geez! I hope Erika and Bi Ani are okay" replied Marisa as she descended from the top of the tree.

"Gosh .. My head is spinning!!!" he murmured when he looked down.

"Slow down, Marissa! Don't look down, just focus on your footsteps!" fattan said worriedly.

"You call me gini very, yes! Signal up a tree like this!" marissa grumbled down the stairs.

Fattan held the stairs so they wouldn't fall. The man chuckled softly as he watched Marissa who was slowly descending from the top of the tree.

"This is how it lives in a remote village, Marissa. Still mending here there is a signal despite having to fight to get it," said Fattan.

Finally struggling, Marissa managed to set her foot back on the ground.

"Whoops! Finally ...." Marissa breathed a sigh of relief.

"Come," asked Fattan.

Fattan took Marissa back on her butut bike and took the girl back to her hometown. Marissa and Fattan are in a neighboring village slightly more advanced than Fattan's. And to get to the village, they have to drive for 30 minutes using the motor butut.

"I'm sorry, Marissa. Maybe I'm wrong for taking you to a remote place like this" said Fattan as he drove his bike.

"It's okay, sir! Precisely by being here, I can learn to be more grateful for the life I get when I am in the city. Various kinds that I complain even though I actually have a good life with convenience. Whatever it is you want just say, but here ..just to get a signal, people have to fight to get it" said Marissa who sat right behind Fattan and hugged the man from behind.

Fattan kept a smile on her face because right now, she and Marissa were really in such a close distance. Especially at this time both Marissa's smooth hands were coiling around her waist.

After a grueling thirty-minute journey, Marissa and Fattan return to Fattan's hometown. Like yesterday, today Marissa is again the center of attention of residents in the village. Beautiful face and near-perfect body, making the girl got the title of 'Babie Doll' in the village.

"Look at them, Marissa! They're all looking at you!" exclaim Fattan while chuckling.

"But they're all good, sir. They were very friendly and did not hesitate to help me. Though I am a new person here," said Marissa while throwing a smile to the villagers who continued to look at her without even blinking.

"Yes, because you don't bother to hang out with them yourself" said Fattan.

Afternoon.

Marissa noticed the villagers bathing in a clear stream, right in front of Ms. Nilam's house from behind the window of the modest building. Actually he was very curious about what it was like to take a bath there, but he felt ashamed.

"What do you see, Marissa?" ask Fattan.

"Baking in the river seems cool too, huh!" marissa exclaimed as she imagined herself bathing there with the villagers.

"You sure you dare take a shower there? There are many animals in the river, you know!" fattan Goda.

"Beast? What animal?" marissa asked with a serious face looking at the man.

"Many, there are fish, crabs, eels, even snakes" he said.

"What right?!" strangled Marissa with perfectly rounded eyes.

"He'em."

"Then I undo my intention to take a bath there, I'm afraid!" exciting Marissa.

Miss Nilam who just finished bathing and getting dressed, immediately approached Fattan and Marissa.

"Son, take a shower. The water is full" Nilam told Marissa.

"Good, Mom."

Marissa rushed to the bathroom which was still very simple and immediately performed her bathing ritual there. After her bath is over, Marissa is confused as to what to wear. While the only clothes are very dirty and must be washed immediately.

"Yes, God! It's happening again!" muttered.

Recalling when he was first at the Mansion, he also experienced this. Luckily, Nilam understood, the middle-aged woman immediately approached him.

"Son Marissa, I only have clothes like this, how?" asked Ms. Nilam while showing her negligee to Marissa who was still covering her body with a towel.

"Ah yes, Ma'am. Its alright. Instead of Marissa wearing this towel, 'will be able to chuckle, '" said Marissa as she chuckled softly.

Marissa immediately grabbed the negligee and put it on. After getting dressed and tidying up her beautiful hair, Marissa returned to the living room, where Fattan was still enjoying her sweet tea.

"How do I look, Mr Fattan? It's like a real village girl, isn't it!" marissa exclaimed with a smile, revealing her appearance to the man.

Fattan chuckled at him. "Yes, you're like the girls here, Marissa. But you are the flower of his village" cried Fattan.

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