The Kidnapped Hot Dady
Marry me

“Dariman, you, sell yourself?” ask meera's father who sounds very heartbreaking. It could be that a real father said that to the princess who even became a source of life for his family today.

But meera tried not to listen to him, lifting her body to sit and stand so that she could take him to the room. But, lyra's father floated his feet again to his mother's body at that time to fall to the floor.

“Dad!!” lyra was full of disappointment. He stared intently at the old man then stood right before him at this moment with a heavy and irregular breath.

“You fight me?” ask the father who challenged his daughter at the time.

“Meera tired like this keep going, Dad. Capeeeek!! Even meera was already unable to describe how the taste itself was currently. When did you change it?” meera asked in a really heavy voice at the moment, but as usual that the father just stared intently no and did not answer any grievances from his son.

“Can not, our family is normal like other families? I worked to support my mother and Meera helped her. Can not!” meera in the end.

Greepp!! Meera's father grabbed his jaw at that time, pressed firmly and brought the alcohol-smelling mouth closer to his daughter's nose. Meera seemed instantly dizzy and wanted to vomit smelling that intoxicating scent.

“If I work, then what's your function? I raised you up like this, so you must replace everything I gave you!”

“APA! Don't you think that meera doesn't know, all this time the mother fought for everything. I spent all my own money to have fun there. You think meera's stupid?”

Buuggh!! A bogem landed on meera's smooth cheek, which even she still remembered if Louis had just rubbed and caressed her so gently earlier. It felt very different, sick and painful, like it was very reversed between the person who had just kidnapped and with his own father. Shouldn't the one who kidnaps be the one who tortures?

meera felt blood coming out from the tip of her lips. He rubbed and momentarily noticed the red liquid on his thumb, and at that moment his heart was inflamed. He sighed for a moment, stood up straight to take off the bag he was still holding, then spilled its contents on the father.

It could be imagined how a shocked expression as good as the man was currently seeing so much money coming out of the princess's bag. Even with the shame he had lost, he picked up all the money like a crazy beggar who was thirsty for treasure. He didn't care if maybe meera would spit on him right then and there.

“If I knew you'd give me this much money, we wouldn't have to argue like that, happy”, without him asking meera where she got that kind of money for him.

Meera was silent with a blank look full of disappointment, even when the father took a pocket of crackers to hold the money inside. “Go far away, never come back here again. From now on, our relationship is complete.” Meera is so flat, she doesn't care anymore even if the old man dies after this.

Even the mind can reign in his head. He wanted when he came out, the man was robbed and even killed by loan sharks or criminals who had been chasing him. Maybe he would be happy if it all happened, as if missing one heavy burden in his life at this time.

Meera took another breath several times, then she turned to her mother and grabbed her by herself and entered her room. He put his mother to bed for a short break and threw away all thoughts about his father, and just focused on the two of them at that time.

“Where did you get that money from? I'm tahhu, if you haven't paid, Meera.” Mom grabs meera's hand and questions everything. But I don't know, if what meera got was actually more than that.

Lucky meera who has been on standby to keep some sheets in some pockets of pants and shirt clothes. And lucky again, because the father did not check all because it was glare with the one in his grasp.

“Forced meera to ask for a faster salary,” the answer lies. “But, after this we have to turn around as usual, because the rest of his salary is a little. Especially for the treatment mother,” said meera who tied her hair.

“Saving problems, mom Already used to, Meera. But your money is all gone if you give him all. I feel sorry for you,”

Yes, meera even had time to escape from the cruelty of her father. But the father's comrades were so numerous and scattered everywhere that they could easily find meera and her mother. Moreover, the movement of mothers who have been so difficult to carry around to slow the pace of meera.

Mom once asked meera to leave him, but meera couldn't do it all. He knew how the father, who would even torture his wife to death because she could no longer be used.

And after his father's departure, meera calmed down a little. He could sit back for a moment breathing a sigh of relief. Even he can cook for his mother, cook quite well with money that still there is a gift of louis to him. Grateful though his heart was still dazed.

“Meera, please throw away the trash for a while. This has been a few days piling up,” pinta the mother, who still forced to clean the house despite the pain all over her body.

Without babibu meera immediately obeyed the mother and grabbed the plastic trash from her. Meera also only wore a T-shirt with shorts when out of the house to the landfill. The atmosphere there is also starting to be quiet so that there will not be many people who tease him there.

Braak!! Meera flicks her dirty hands and wipes them away and turns around to return to her home. Until a big man, wearing a black hoodie with a matching hat stood in front of him at this moment.

“He hit you?”

“Jesus!!” pekik meera was shocked by it. “You? Why did you get here?” meera looked left and right.

“Jawab my question. He beat you?” The man grabbed the tip of meera's lips and rubbed it.

“Aiihss! Hey, stop. It's okay, just a small wound.”

“The wound on your small lips, but in your heart?” his answer was flat but so attentive that even all over meera, he even turned his face and looked at his neck and chest.

“Hey!! Not polite!”

“You want to scream again? A toloong! Tolooong! Shout, until someone dares to come out to help you right now. Who will meet a girl in clothes who even invites men to tease her.”

Louis's right. Meera clothes at that time did invite the eyes of a lucky man to approach her at that time, so that everyone who saw would blame him if something happened.

“I don't want my future wife to get hurt,”

“I told you, I'm not your future wife. The money I was going to change,”

“How long, a year?” So honest Louis pressed all his words at this time so that even meera was immediately silent and unable to answer his words.

“Marry me, and I will protect you.”

“Hey, come on.. I'm not even ready to get married, let alone be a mama for Sean.” Sangking depressed meera, even he to the scourge on him. Speak with the hand can not be silent until grasping so anxious.