Puncture Love Sate
Heals the wounds in his heart

"It looks like I should talk to dad at home. Because whatever I do must get approval from him" replied Mamat.

"No need to tell your father. I'm pretty sure your father would agree. I'll give you a big bonus if you're willing to get married and give Flo a descent. Because I want my next generation to be born from Flo's own womb. You willing?"

Mamat was confused to answer what, while he had never met Flo at all, the woman who was famous for her scaly body.

"If I talk about being able to do it, I can definitely make Miss Flower pregnant. But, roughly is my Jojon able to stand up when looking at the scales on Miss Flower's body? Jojon's fear is sleeping and not passionate, Hehehe. I'm sorry, sir, I didn't mean anything, but that's all that got me sanctioned. Moreover, I have never seen Miss Flower's face," said Mamat as he scratched his head.

Abraham laughed a little. After that he ordered one of his servants to call Flo and meet with Mamat.

"Call Flo here!"

"Good, Master!"

Mr. Abraham asked Mamat to stay for a while and see the grandson. He hoped that Mamat would not be disgusted or frightened when he saw his grandson.

Not long after, there was the sound of footsteps of someone walking towards the room where Mamat and Mr. Abraham were in it.

Mamat spontaneously turned his head towards the source of the sound heard from a fairly dark door. Mamat frowned and tried to look closely at who was heading into the room.

Slowly, a pair of feet were walking into the room. Mamat watched the pair of legs that were walking gracefully. The foot was seen using footwear made of high-quality rubber. However, it still looks exotic on the legs of a Flower Ezperanza.

Meanwhile, Flower was seen wearing a black robe, covering her entire body and not even her hands were visible. All he saw was his face without make-up. His long hair he let down so that the natural impression was embedded in the face of the 30-year-old woman, a number that is large enough for women the age of Flower.

Mamat watched Flo's face, for a moment he frowned when Flo's face was very familiar to him. Yes, that face reminded him of someone he had seen 5 years ago by the lake.

"Good, this face? This is impossible, she looks so much like that woman? Don't you think she's that woman?" Mama wondered in her heart. Seeing Flo's face made him think of a girl who had once amazed him. But unfortunately, the girl never knew if Mamat put his heart and greatly admired him.

"Merry! You why?" exclaim Mr. Abraham. Sontak Mamat gasped and immediately smiled to see the face of Mr. Abraham.

"Oh it's okay, sir! I'm just surprised!" nervous answer.

Mr. Abraham approached his granddaughter and said if it was the girl Mamat would marry later.

"This is Flo. My only granddaughter. I love him so much. Her parents are gone and I have no children. At this age I am getting older. I just want to see Flo happy and give birth to a blood of flesh. Because I just want to have a granddaughter from the blood of our family, and I hope that you will marry her and give her a child, I never asked for a certain male criterion as long as he could adlphasize and receive Flo with iklhas," exclaimed Mr. Abraham as he showed the grandson to Mamat.

Mamat who usually acts funny and gookil. Suddenly that day he was silent. He looked at Flo's face meaningfully, as if the young man felt sorry for Flo's current condition.

"My name is Flo! It's good to see you, Mamat. Your satay-sate is very delicious. I really like it!" said the girl introduced herself to Mamat who was still stunned to see Flo's face.

"really? I must be waiting for another prick from you, I'm also curious about the taste," the girl replied with a smile.

"Oh sure. Just wait for it! Must be Miss Flower hooked and asking again and again."

The few servants who were in the room seemed to blush in embarrassment, as if they were deciphering the prick with something amused.

"Jeez Bang Mamat. Want to give a prick like what is the same as Non Flower? So curious!"

"What a love dong prick! Any more pricks, it's impossible to puncture satay!"

"Huuuuhhh actually also tuh. Must be a love prick. Waaahhhh must taste better than Bang Mamat's satay prick."

"Must be .. make it sticky!"

The two maids giggled and imagined what kind of prick Mamat would give Flo.

Abraham asked Mamat if he was willing to marry his grandson. After Mamat thought about it carefully, he immediately decided that day quickly.

"All right, Master! I'm willing to marry Miss Flower,"

Heard the reply from Mamat. Both Mr. Abraham and Flower were very happy. Finally there was a young man who was willing to become the husband of a disabled woman like Flower Ezperanza.

"Thank you so much that you want to marry me. But, don't you feel disgusted at seeing my condition? There have been many men who have come here, when they saw my true state, they chose to retreat. So, are you ready to see my true condition?" exclaim Flower with a serious look in the eye.

"If I had intended to marry a woman. Then I must be prepared to accept all its shortcomings and advantages. Because I'm pretty sure Miss Flower is a really pretty girl, aren't you?" said Mamat. Flo smiled for a moment and lowered her face.

"But that was before! Now, you can see I'm this bad. No man would accept me. Everyone around me went away, even my future husband left when our wedding preparations were almost done. I failed to marry because this skin turned into scales. My life is ruined. I don't know how that happened. Because I think the accident was no ordinary accident. There was someone who deliberately wanted to harm Grandpa, but it was me who was exposed to the sap,"

Hearing Flo's words, Mamat frowned even more. It was as if the young man had begun to find a puzzle that he had wanted to reveal all along.

"So, this girl doesn't know about it? Shiit! Why could it be like this? I have to pay for everything. This girl's life was ruined because of that chemical liquid. And I have to heal him, not only heal the wounds on his body but also heal the wounds on his heart,"

...SERIATE...