The Virgin Girl Belongs to the Master
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There was a technical error this morning. I'm up chapter Double. But I really did. The affected prank can repeat the previous chapter, yes.

Heheheh.

Happy reading.

As usual before going to bed Mike will attach a stethoscope to Naya's stomach. The stern-faced man chose a stethoscope over a fetal doppler. For him it is safer.

"What's whimper?" ask Naya. Surprisingly, is there really a sound from inside there see the stomach is still arguably flat for eleven weeks of pregnancy?

Mike nodded, he smiled slightly. "I'm sure our son is a boy."

Naya sneered, she chose silence and closed her eyes. It's up to Mike to do what he does. After all, it was his work.

"Why did you ask Mala to buy ice candles? Are you afraid that I'll buy poison?"

Naya's eyes immediately rounded wide. He who was initially supine immediately sat down and looked at Mike's face returning to serious mode.

"Is she still afraid?" ask Mike again. He settles down next to Naya. They sit side by side and lean on the head of the bed. "Don't you still believe it?"

"Not, that's not it," Naya said. He's a dag-dig-dug. Since when did Mike know? It was hard to hide.

'Ah .. I forgot, he installed CCTV everywhere.' Naya monologue.

"Then?" Mike turned his head, he snorted when he saw Naya's face returning to cowardly mode.

"I just don't want to take care of you. You must be busy. Please don't blame Madam Mala."

"You're too good. Be a bad person, be selfish."

Silence, Naya lowered her head. "Please don't punish Ms. Mala."

Mike was heard sighing heavily, he agreed. Then, after that pull Naya's chin so that she can see the look of the cowardly eyes. Where did those angry red eyes go this morning?

"From now on say whatever. Even if I'm busy I'll spare time."

"Necessary. I'm ...."

Naya gulps, Mike's eyes make him freeze again.

"What?" cut Mike.

"I'm just ...."

"From now on whatever you want to eat, just say it. Don'tbeafraid. As long as you don't ask to eat poison, I'll give you."

Naya shuddered. Mike's speech somehow tickled the stomach. I want to say it but I am afraid of getting angry. He was forced to agree and brushed off Mike's hand slowly. Then lie back down, covering yourself with a blanket.

However, it wasn't Mike if he let Naya alone. The man calmly changed Naya's position until they faced each other. Now she hugged Naya tightly.

"Entertain to accustomed. We're married now" said Mike Flat.

"I'm not a romantic man. But I'm responsible. I appreciate what a reciprocal relationship is. Now you are pregnant again, so enjoy your day as a wife. Remember wife, you're not a mistress anymore."

Silence again, Naya blinked. He could feel Mike's warm breath touching his face. He could also breathe in Mike's fragrant body scent. When you look at it, the man is so perfect. He's rich, handsome and ....

No. gabe. No more continuation. The good point is just that. So many negative points exist. He was rude, grumpy, cruel, and jealous.

"Why have you changed?" ask Naya. He's so curious. Could the past have shaped him like this?

"Don't you want to marry me? Is it because of the child I bear? But if that's the case, there must be a lot of women who want to conceive your child. Why me?"

Mike's eyes are open. They sat in silence for a long time.

"I'm just not ready, not unwilling. In this world who wants to be single forever?"

"But why me?"

"Because you're a good girl. I need you to make me better."

Silent, Naya squinted her eyes. Mike who understood let out a long breath.

"Yes yes. Whatever it is to curse what. You want to say I don't know myself I won't get angry. Because I don't know myself. I am one of the many jerks in the world who aspire to marry a good woman."

Now Naya who let out a long breath. Suddenly he was sorry and useless to be a good person if the edges are caught in the snares of bad men.

"I saw that you went into the barn" said Mike who strayed away from the discussion just now.

Naya rounded her eyes. "Are you angry?"

"No, I'm thankful you know everything without me telling you. I'm a broken home kid. Often beaten as a child. That's why my attitude is like this. Maybe because it's used to the kasari so everything is attached to the memory. That's also why I like to fight with women's hearts. I'm a pleasure worshipper. But still uphold the holy woman. So I'm sure you're now sorry to be a saint. Yeah, right?"

Naya snorting. He squirms little to be released. However, Mike lightly tightened the deck.

"You'll never get away from me, Naya. Never will be. Because I saw how my family used to be. At first I was angry. But the more I get here I understand something. What was avoided was not marriage."

"Then?"

"Women of the jalangg."

***

Her morning.

The two will have breakfast together as usual. Mike was busy eating food and so was Naya.

However, that calm instantly dissipated as Jordan arrived in a hurry. He had an eye-catching encounter with Naya, but chose to approach Mike and whisper something.

I don't know what's going on. Mike's calm face turned furious. He took off his spoon and looked at Naya.

"You finish the meal. Don't go anywhere, remember."