The Virgin Girl Belongs to the Master
Barrels.

"Oiya, I'm afraid you're pregnant."

Naya glares. He tried to retreat because he felt threatened. The look of Laras made him cringe.

Move slowly—push the body with feet—Naya was finally able to stay away. Now he's cornered to the head of the bed. Lucky Laras didn't do anything. Just strange.

Now Laras actually sat on the side of the bed by removing the contents of the crackle he brought. There was the rest of the rope as big as a finger, knife, gun— taser pistol-shaped electric shock tool, and a small iron as big as a battery that Naya knew it was a protective stick. He was poulting because the people standing guard there were wearing it all.

"Why? Afraid? ask Laras. He threw himself in there and looked at Naya who was sweating coldly.

"Oh yeah, I'm afraid that you're actually forced to marry her. So, if I help you escape, do you want to?" continue again while sitting. "If you want, I'll whisper a secret path that will make you leave without being discovered by others. The only road Mike and I know. How, interested?"

"Miss!"

The sound of a jolt from behind made Laras and Naya aghast. It seems that some of the fat-bodied aides are already on alert. They were crammed into the room.

For some reason instead of panicking, Laras actually stood quietly near Naya. He hugged Naya's neck and the other hand held a knife. "If you come any closer, this knife will nancep to his neck."

Naya glares. He held his breath. Sweat comes out of the pores.

"You calm down" said Naya trembling. Suddenly he was afraid to die considering there was an innocent fetus at stake.

However, Naya's warning was not taken by a bodyguard, she was desperate to take a step forward and there was a ringing sound.

Everyone was frozen when they saw blood flowing from the mistress' neck.

"Don't ngeyel! If you tell the madam to shut up, you should shut up!" jolt Laras with tone up one level.

"alright. Please don't hurt Miss" said one of them.

Naya held her breath and also felt a pain. The tip of the dagger began to tear through the skin. He was hoping Mike would come.

Suddenly the typical baritone voice of someone made the men pull over. Mike looked tired through the crowd and approached. He walked over while releasing the tie. His eyes looked at Naya and then back to Laras.

"Room, let him go. You hate me, don't you? So just vent it on me. Not him" said Mike calmly. Misty eyes.

Suddenly ringisan Naya airs again. The barrel heartlessly grabbed Naya's hair.

"You're saying he's innocent?" Barrels whining. "No, no, no, Mike. Instead he is guilty of being present in your life."

"Stop making small talk. Tell me what you want. I'll love whatever you want as long as you don't hurt him" Mike said.

"Then drive your men away. It's just the three of us in this room."

For a moment Mike was silent, then turned his head and gave the code. With just one nod everyone who was there left. In fact they closed the door to make room for Laras, Mike and Naya.

"I've done what you want. Now keep the knife away" Mike said.

"Now let's negotiate. You're most happy with the negotiation, aren't you?"

Mike was sitting in the single seat that was there. He took off his suit button and crossed his legs. Looks haughty. It was really Mike. He seemed undaunted by the gripping situation even though the lives of his wife and prospective children were being threatened.

"Say what do you want? You want a home, money, a career or whatever. I will love it all and forget the mistakes you have made. But with a record of you leaving the country," Mike said, full of emphasis.

Laras chuckles. He sat on the nightstand next to the bed. His gaze was so fierce. He even pulled next to her lips and crossed her.

"Are you serious? What do you really want to give me?" reset Barrel.

"Have you ever seen me lie? I always put forward what I say?" mike's voice sounds more arrogant.

"Yes, yes, yes, that's the Mike I know" Laras said. He chuckles at irony.

However, suddenly his eyes narrowed cynically, then without permission grabbed Naya's hair again. Mike reflexively stood up and approached. But stop when he saw the gun was pointed at Naya's head.

Barrel, the girl apparently carries a firearm and is hidden in the thigh wrapped in a knee-length dress typical of Mike's house maid.

"Clearned! You don't go crazy! Quickly let go of that!" Mike's orders. He looks panicked.

"Why? You scared?" Laras chuckled again. He tightened his grip until he made Naya grimace louder.

"What do you really want?"

"I just want us to break even Mike. You killed Herry. You've eliminated the only person who cares about me. So you also have to feel what I feel. That's just called break even. I'll kill this woman then ...."

Not done yet, said Laras, Mike had first caught the weapon. The struggle is inevitable. The action of pushing each other, defending each other makes the two go around in circles. Naya who saw that tried to break away, but ....

Dor's!

The gun has erupted. The two humans who were fighting each other looked motionless.

It's finished!

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But boong. Heheheheh

Wait again yes. We see the ending.