Selling My Virginity (Selling My Virginity)

Selling My Virginity (Selling My Virginity)
My Virginity Ch 38.


"Dad, what's going on?" asked Beby so softly. When he was confronted by his father. They were only given ten minutes to talk.


With a wooden table, Beby stared at the sliced father who was wearing a special suit. Her lethargic face and disheveled hair, never before had she seen the father this messy.


"Would you like to come here?" answer the father ketus. Making Beby's chest seem stunned, how painful.


"A-I, I'm so worried about you" said Beby. His eyes blinked rapidly several times, trying to keep his tears from coming out.


"Go away, don't waste your time worrying about you! I'm not your father anymore, your mother and I are divorced!" firmly father.


"Dad, why are you saying that? There is no such thing as an ex-child, forever you will remain my father!" Unconsciously Beby's voice tone was high. Making the look of his father's face change, fiery anger there.


"You dare to yell at me! Go there, I'm not your father!" her father again. Makes Beby's lips shake.


"Go, you're not my son, Beby, it's not that your mother and I are separated! But since you're not my real son, when we got married you were a year old!"


Deg deg..duar!


Like being struck by lightning in a hole. Beby jerked holding his chest. Hearing the words of the father that cannot be accepted by his ears. Beby shook his head with tears of divorce. He looked at the father, who turned his face away from him.


"No way.." he said.


"That's right, you're not my real son! Since it's gone from here, don't waste your time worrying about people who don't have a blood relationship with you!"


"But dad..."


"Stop calling me dad!"


Beby's mouth was tightly clenched. He was afraid to call his father the father again. Seeing how unhappy his father looked at him.


His father looked at him sharply. "Right, I don't care anything about you! Because you're not my son, so get out of here right now!"


"Well I'll go!"


Beby stood up and left. With tears pouring down, he walked out of the police station. Walking with shunt steps, he shuddered in his hand holding the whitewashed wall.


"Hiks, mother...Beby is no longer able to, why trials always come! Hiks hyks," he said holding a chest that felt tight.


But all of a sudden he was pulled by a man in a black suit with his hair neatly combed. Beby immediately rebelled, trying to release the man's hand that pulled him.


"Take me off! You're who? Very presumptuous of me!" yell Beby.


"Miss, please calm down a bit! I only received orders from Master," said the man with great difficulty because Beby's power was a little strong rebelling.


"Sir who? Crazy times well, I don't know mister-nan! Unhand me!" Beby kept shouting.


He was forced to get into a car. And when I was in the car. He was surprised to see Agil who grabbed his body to sit quietly. The man closed the car door and went in behind the wheel.


"Related!" Beby frowned. "Let go of my hand!" He brushed off Agil's hand.


"Sorry" said Agil.


"My hands hurt!! You're nothing, tell people to pull me in here! I can say let me know, don't get rich this way! I don't like it!" beby grumbled as he scowled his flushed arm.


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