The Virgin Girl Belongs to the Master
Presentiments.

Day after day just passed by. It didn't feel like Naya had been staying in Ken's apartment for four days. The change in Naya's attitude was so noticeable. Now he can walk wearing heels without a scratch. Regulating emotions is not a difficult thing either. He could even smile despite his annoyance and there were many more skills that reflected an elegance.

The most important thing is appearance. Now Naya feels more beautiful than ever. He likes the look now. It never seems that she will change from an ordinary girl, shabby and uncared for now transformed into a beautiful and graceful princess. Always be the center of attention wherever you are. The eyes of the man stared in amazement as he passed by.

However, undeniably in a small heart there is little desire to return to the former Naya, which is always what it was. Even though he doesn't have many friends, he enjoys what he does. Honey, the intention was that he pressed hard considering how hard Ken was trying to turn it into what it is today.

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Staring at the reflection in front of the mirror, Naya who just woke up sighed, patted her cheek and muttered, "Oke Naya, today you have to work even more. Poor Brother Ken if you act. He must be the target of the attached grandmother. So come on, don't make it harder on him."

Naya remembers very well, a few days ago Laura came to visit and saw him make a mistake while walking. Without blinking he slapped Ken and accused Ken of not being good at running errands.

Remembering that Naya's heart slipped before finally a knock on the door was startled. The girl was walking to find out who was coming.

"Sir Ken, what's wrong?" asked Naya, a little astonished.

How not, the man's look looks a bit awful—blackened eyespacks, his face tangled, disheveled hair and his usual neat clothes have now turned almost 180 degrees— like people who didn't sleep all night. Suddenly Naya feels something is wrong with her housemate.

Naya's eyes looked at Ken. "Sister Ken. Brother Ken why? Is something wrong?" reiterate Naya again.

"Miss ...."

Ken confirmed the position and exhaled slowly. Just by looking at it Naya was able to catch Ken was gathering the courage to say.

"Yes, Brother. By the way."

"Miss, can we talk for a second? There's something I want to say to you, Miss," Ken finally said.

However, Ken's reply turned out to be beyond prediction. The man who had always been synonymous with neatness was now shaking with a blank look.

"No problem. I don't have much time. So, come with me to the living room" he replied.

Although confused, Naya also followed Ken's lunglai steps. In his heart he began to wonder, what was the matter and what was the matter? Suddenly he was nervous because of it.

"Sit down, Miss," said Ken again as he moved his right hand—code to have Naya sit down.

Naya said, in silence she waited for what Ken would say.

"Look, Miss Naya ... I .. I ...."

Naya's pounding. Waiting for further words Ken seemed to wait for the results of the test. His eyes did not even blink looking at the man.

Unfortunately Ken kept repeating the same words and made Naya impatient. "Sir Ken, please speak clearly. You're scaring me, what's the matter?"

Ken's gaze was fixed on Naya's wrist. Without warning, he held the thing.

"K-naw Ken ...."

For the umpteenth time Naya mentioned Ken's name. He's getting nervous. Strangely without caring about Naya, Ken actually pressed the small number that was there—gelang.

The gold-colored circular object instantly opened. Apart easily and of course make Naya more stupefied. He looked at Ken's face.

"Sir Ken, this ... what does this mean?"