Redacted Mr. Barun
CHANTING

Barun took his phone out of his pants pocket then started looking for someone's name in contact and called him.

"Hallo, quickly deliver the other cars that are at home to where I am now. I will share the location."

The call was cut off by Barun. While Sabhira squeezed his fingers. The look on the girl's face looked extremely restless and also agitated. His intention of wanting to go to a hawker festival, eh was instead stuck on an unexpected event by him. Is this part of karma for ignoring the advice of his parents?

Shortly after, a silver-colored sedan car stopped in front of them.

"Another car? is this man a rich man?" Sabhira wondered in his heart.

"Follow me." Barun walked towards the silver sedan and opened the passenger door next to the steering wheel. "Get in," he continued to invite Sabhira and gave a code to turn his head, the look of his face was still flat.

"But my bike how about I come with you?" asked Sabhira who did not want her father to scold her.

"Leave it. There will be a man who will fix it. Even if you want to go back, are you sure your life will be safe after this?" answer Barun. His eyes glared sharply making Sabhira bother to swallow his saliva.

Sabhira finally stepped in with a doubtful heart. Forced, he got into Barun's car.

The door was closed by Barun, making Sabhira spontaneously close both ears.

"What's wrong with her? doesn't he love that the car door is broken?" Sabhira monologues with feelings that also come with annoyance.

The girl was instantly silent as Barun got into the car and sat down on the steering wheel, next to him.

"Just tell me, where's your house?" tanya Barun who started operating the gears and then ran her car.

"What's to my house? I gave you an answer. Don't make my parents think any more" Sabhira replied tightly. Apparently the girl was still carried away by emotions until she could not think clearly.

"Are you stupid or innocent anyway?" circus Barun, his voice suddenly raised. Sabhira grew increasingly upset and ignited emotions. "You think getting married is what you're talking about secretly?" Barun shook his head. "If I don't believe in a marriage, but at least this time I'm going to meet your parents and ask you to marry me" the man concluded later.

Sabhira was flabbergasted and confused to be touched or inflamed. Marriage that will be passed without being based on love, making it more muddled with worries.

Instantly his memory returned to his past, where his late best friend had to die horribly because of being beaten by her husband, whose marriage in fact was based on love. That was why Sabhira was so worried.

"Quick say!" snapped Barun who felt indignant because Sabhira suddenly fell silent for quite a long time.

"Do we need to get acquainted first? I don't even know what your name is, how can I act in front of my parents?" sabhira's claw that was trying to make Barun could temper his anger.

"Barun Praya," the man replied briefly.

"So what should I call you? Sir, Mister, Om, Brother, Mas, Ayang?"

sabhira asked with a face that was without any guilt.

"Ba-good Mr. Barun Praya .. My name is Sabhira Irani, nice to meet you!" sabhira exclaimed with a sumringah smile. "My house is not far from here. Stay straight, then there is a fork of the right ball and a straight crossroad again. On the right, the gate is white. That's my house."

Barun listened well and remembered what Sabhira had said just now even though he was focusing on driving.

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After a fifteen-minute drive from the scene of the Sabhira affair, Barun's car arrived in front of the house, believed to be the house of the girl sitting next to him.

"Is this your home?" ask Barun. His eyes looked around the quiet outer area of the fence, there were only a few people passing by around him.

"Yes, come down!" take Sabhira while trying to open the seatbelt he wears.

Fearing Sabhira's escape, Barun got out of his car as the girl closed the door. Sabhira opened the gate of his house.

Barun was surprised when he found a simple house stage the first time typical with his traditional accent. The man was standing in front of the gate. Although the house looks like an old building, but the yard is very spacious.

"Sir, come on in! how to be dumb!" bring Sabhira. While Barun gasped when the girl's hand pulled her arm.

"Mother .. I'm home." Sabhira with his habit of always shouting when entering the house made Barun sigh long.

"Sabhira, where's your father's bike? why didn't you hear her voice? You know, it's a broken motor. The brakes only work at any time. Now .." said Sabhira's mother who suddenly stopped her scolding when she saw a man standing right next to her daughter. The middle-aged woman came from the kitchen which happened to be since the arrival of her son, had just finished making a dish. He also walked towards them.

Barun who also heard the babble thrown by Sabhira's mother slowly knew the nature of the girl standing next to him. Sloppy and post-apartments.

"Sabhira, who is this guy? why did you come home with him? then where's your father's motor?" cecar the mother. But Sabhira just scratched his head while grimacing.

"Meet me, I'm Barun Praya. Sabhira Irani's lover who this afternoon will marry Mother's son. I already love and make out with him, so I have to marry him before the daughter of this Mother is pregnant," Barun said making the breath of Sabhira's mother restrained suddenly. Sabhira who joined was surprised to hear Barun's words, his emotions rumbled. It was like he was tearing the man's mouth apart.

PRATS!! A slap directly landed on Sabhira's smooth cheek. Reflexes next to his palm also stroked the cheeks that felt hot.

"Mother please, don't hurt my lover. If until Mom makes him cry, I do not hesitate to forbid Sabhira to meet with Mom after this. Excuse me!" Barun pulled Sabhira's hand to leave from the middle-aged woman's presence.

I don't know since when Sabhira's tears came out of her eyelids. Barun took the girl into the car. So too with himself. Then the car runs, get out of there.

Along the way, Sabhira continued to sob with her cries. Just this time he saw the mother angry to play a hand, giving a slap for him. On the other hand, Barun who was the mastermind made the hatred in Sabhira's heart so strong.

"Gee!" moaning Sabhira while holding his upper chest. His breath that felt tight made the pain that had been lost now felt back.

Barun who realized it immediately stuck his car gas ache towards the hospital not far from where it is now. The man barely remembered that at the time of the accident, Sabhira's body had a pretty hard impact.

To be continue ...