The Village Flower
Standby

As much as the energy of the Rose held the door so that Raka could not enter. But what is the power of the Rose, her tiny body is not able to compensate for the strength of Raka's energy.

BHRAAKK...!!!

"Hhhh...!!! The rose came back. While Raka who managed to enter immediately launched his action by dragging the body of the Rose to the bed.

"Tolo... Mm-hmm..." Raka immediately silenced the mouth of the Rose who tried to react.

With one left hand silencing the mouth of the Rose, her Netra was looking around for something. Seeing that there was a scarf not far from him, Raka grabbed the scarf and tied it to the mouth of the Rose.

"Ergh... Ermghhh..." Roses continued to try to rebel by pounding Raka's shoulder and occasionally giving her a kick. But Raka who was like a demon possessed did not switch one bit from her position.

After finishing tying the mouth of the Rose, Raka who occupied both legs of the Rose, undressed and then kissed the increasingly helpless Rose, Both hands did not stay still and immediately lowered his pants.

His eyes stared intently downwards as if he could no longer wait to eat the dish before his eyes. When the bastard wanted to break the dress that Rose was wearing, a heavy object hit his head.

BHUG...!!!

"Yeah..." The rose that saw Raka would fall on it immediately shifted. He looked to the side and saw that Mr. Fandi was already standing there with a helmet in his hand.

"Sir Fandi..."

"Roses..." Fandi immediately threw away the helmet used to hit Raka, then grabbed the hand of Rose and led her down from the bed.

With a sense of fear, Rose hugged Fandi while looking at Raka who was still holding her head.

"Kurrrang teach!" shouted Raka who then rose to attack Fandi. Fandi swiftly fended off Raka's attack and asked Mawar to pull over.

Fights ensued fiercely and evenly between the two. In turn Raka and Fandi fell down and rose to fight again.

"I'm afraid you've come here and touched the rose!" hardik Fandi gripped the collar of Raka's shirt so upset.

"Why not, you just dare to take him to live with you, You must have been related like a husband and wife, right?"

"He's talking dirty again I'll call the police to drag you out of here!"

"Hegh! Just do it if you want me to tell all the citizens if you and Rose have lived together without any marriage ties, Oh or maybe you'll tell the police to let them grebeg and secure you two?"

Hearing that Fandi fell silent and looked at the Rose.

Seeing the opportunity, Raka pushed Fandi's body and laughed at Fandi who seemed to not wart.

"If your secret is to stay safe then never dare to report me to the police!" after saying that, Raka pushed Fandi's body and walked out of the room.

Fandi just kept quiet had no other choice. He didn't want everyone to know they were living together and caused big trouble for both of them.

After Raka left, Mawar approached Fandi who was still sculpting in his place. "Sir Fandi was hurt" said the sad Rose.

"A-e... I'm not Papa Roses, how are you, is anyone hurt?" worriedly, Fandi examined the entire body of the Rose.

"I don't papa sir, Mr. Fandi is hurt because of me,"

Fandi held the bloody tip of her lips, as well as her cheekbones that were painful from bruising. "It... No papa Roses, they will heal themselves."

Roses immediately embraced Fandi and cried sobbing that wet the clothes Fandi was wearing. He could not imagine his fate if Fandi did not come to his aid.

"All Roses have passed" said Fandi, hugging the body of the Rose, while his right hand rubbed the back of the Rose to calm his protege.

"I don't know what would happen if Mr. Fandi didn't come back, I'm so scared" Rose kept crying shedding her grief.

"How can I not return, You mean so much to me, that my feelings are not good and lead me back home, and it is true that danger is threatening you?" Fandi held both sides of Rose's face and turned his face to look at her.

The two became silent, staring at each other as if they were convincing themselves if they had the same feelings, special feelings, More than just teachers and students.

Seriate...