The Steel-Cared Rose
Who are you?

Gwendoline left in a hurry to snatch the novel she just bought yesterday.

Snatched his bread and drank his milk as fast as lightning for fear of being late for school.

Glancing at her watch in less than half an hour she had to get to her school soon.

Rush across the street in pursuit of a bus that will take her to school and suddenly her eyes darken.

"Gwen!!!" His mother's scream echoed along with a loud dug voice that grabbed his body that was thrown to the sidewalk.

Beige walls, beds that smell very fragrant like fragrant sandalwood and jasmine on his nose.

Gwen wakes up and does not recognize the place where she is.

Large mirrors and a variety of makeup equipment and cabinets containing luxurious and sexy clothes.

"Where am I? What is this place?"

His body was completely naked and beside him slept a handsome-looking man. Sleep soundly like a baby.

"God! What have I done?"

Gwendoline intended to get out of her bed. But a hand held him and hugged him.

"Don't go yet!" The sleeping man said to him.

The man hugged her very tightly. He scratched his face into his neck.

Gwendoline felt very uncomfortable. Heart's fretting. How could he sleep together with an unknown man.

Even though the man's face is very handsome. They still don't know each other.

Was he being medicated? Or drink alcohol until drunk? What the hell is going on? Where do they know each other? When did they meet? When did they start to feel close? When did they start having sex?"

"I'm going to the bathroom." 

He had to lie to get the man to let go.

"Don't be long…."

The man let go of his embrace. Resuming sleep. 

Gwendoline put on her clothes and ran to the bathroom.

Cleansing his body and feeling disgusted by what he has done unconsciously.

Her tears flowed, "Mother, forgive me, I! I don't know why I became like this! How can I sleep with a man I don't know at all? Did he trick me? I no longer have a future. I'm a very naughty woman!"

After the bath, she put on the suit room in the bathroom and intended to choose her clothes.

All the clothes in the closet are sexy. Low chest cut. He could not pick out any clothes in the closet.

The choice fell on a hanging shirt, exposing her belly and navel. Her brand is also seen peering behind the hanging shirts and tight trousers.

"Have you taken a shower?"

The man got up and walked into the bathroom.

The sound of the air shower was lit. The man sang a little while cleaning his body.

Air shower turned off. Signs the man is done bathing. Silent and not long heard the shaver lit.

The man re-entered the room wearing a suit room. The suit room robes were worn original. 

His proportional body with a six pack shaped belly peered behind his suit room.

"Why are you crying? Uh! Women are hard to understand. Are you sad or out of love?"

"What?" Ask Gwendoline did not understand.

"There are women who cry every time they have sex. But I just saw you cry. Do you have a problem?"

"You don't want to share your problems with me? Its alright. My business is a lot. You better keep your own problems. You can definitely finish it." The man opened the lid of the mineral water bottle. Drink it up the toilet. He looks very thirsty. 

Unclose the jar filled with cookies. There are five types of cakes, chocolate, nastar, kastengel, cookies and cat tongue.

"You and Madam Juwita have agreed, I signed you for a year. Marrying pretended to me to get my inheritance from my grandfather. So that I can take my inheritance. The condition is that I have to get married and get that inheritance."

Gwendoline looked on crazily and did not say a word.

"Prepare. My driver will bring your things. We stopped by to buy clothes. My parents won't let you dress this sexy. All your clothes are used when we're just dating? How's it?"

Gwendoline was silent. Mind fucked. He also did not want all the clothes that seemed to be reserved for him.

Dean stepped forward and prepared to******* Sinta's lips.

"What do you want?" Sinta pushed Dean.

"Pigeon tampers. Yes, we will continue after marriage to be sacred. Some say also that the bride and groom do not meet each other before marriage. I'm not very superstitious about that. But if you still believe it, I respect you." Dean walked away from Sinta. He changed his clothes with his clothes. 

Sinta's reflexes closed her eyes seeing Dean open her suit room. Round-naked. Wearing clothes.

"Why are you acting so weird? Does marriage change a person's habits and behavior? But I think it's in terms of responsibility and child. Not an everyday habit."

Dean grabbed his shoes. Put on socks. Wearing shoes. His tie was just draped away. Around his neck. Putting up a watch lying on the nightstand next to his bed.

"Prepare all your things and come with me!"

It seems like I transmigrated into someone's body.

Gwen. All were foreign and had just seen him. All the contents of this room are not his at all.

Gwen tidied her things up. Put them in a suitcase on top of the wardrobe.

He changed his clothes back with clothes that were considered the most polite because the clothes he chose still made him uncomfortable.

The choice fell on tight trousers that wrapped around his body and short-handed shirts that exposed his arms. Fasten it to the top because of worry about her cleavage embossed. He grabbed the syall and covered his entire body with it.

"I don't like all the clothes here. Makes me so uncomfortable!"

A man knocked on the door of his room and it seemed like the driver of the young man who was in his room.

"I'm sorry, but I want to bring the lady's things to the car."

"Please, sir!"

Gwen walked up to the driver who was carrying her belongings to the car.

"Sir, we'll stop by the clothing store first. Buy clothes for Miss Sinta."

"Good, sir."

"I'll see Madam Juwita for a second. You guys just head straight for the car. I'll catch up."

The young man's voice said to the woman he was talking to.

"It's cheap, sir. It cannot cost less. I lost actually selling it on contract. The difference is very far if you take. Especially Sinta is the best here. Seeing a good relationship with you. I'm gonna do it."

"I'm just asking for the price you'll cut back a little."

"Can't yet, sir. Do you want to replace it with Shirley or Mitha?"

"Hmm, no. I just want Sinta to be my pretend wife."

Their voices grew louder and disappeared.

A shiny black luxury sedan car.

Where am I? Why does it all feel foreign? I've never been to this place. Where'sme?

Did I transmigrate into someone's body. Who me?