The Virgin Girl Belongs to the Master
Unaltered.

"And one more. There are secrets you need to hear. It's about your trust assistant. Ken Si. Do you want to know how it is now?"

Hearing that, Naya who was in the closet sharpened her hearing. For whatever sake, he was very curious as to where Ken was and how he was doing. The hands had even trembled, impatiently waiting for the continuation.

"Ken, your beloved and trusted man is dead. I killed him. So please don't blame me. Blame him for caring too much for you and meddling too much."

Naya shut her mouth again. Her tears were dripping without excuse. He held his own mouth so that no crying could be heard. Really, there was nothing he could describe how broken his heart was this time.

"It's all because of you, Burhan. Now no one cares about you anymore. Whether Ken or your son, they won't be near you. Enjoy your solitude from this moment on. If you can't, it's better to die" he continued.

Oh my God ...

Naya's tears were shedding a lot. He could only hold everything. I want to destroy Laura. Laura is not human.

Slowly Naya came out of the closet, approached and looked at Burhan who was back in tears. He held the old man's hand and then pressed it against his forehead.

"Are you sad? Are you sorry? Then what do you want to do now? Do I regret making my life better? Is it with regret that you can make Ken alive again? Can crying fix everything?" cecar Naya he's getting deeper and deeper.

I can't seem to do anything, I don't understand how. But he wanted to destroy Laura. Laura is the source of the problem, Laura's the one who left Ken.

Sobbing more and more, Naya felt her heart ache. The loved ones are dead. There was nothing she could do but cry. Suddenly he regretted. Regret why not go as Ken's advice used to be, why still act hero—put forward conscience—when life itself is full of difficulties.

Naya got more and more excited before finally a hand jolted her consciousness.

"Miss, Young Master is waiting for Miss" Mala said. He was concerned but still had no power. He led Naya to stand up.

"I can do it myself, Ma'am. Ma'am please call a doctor to check on him" Naya said as she looked at Burhan. After that just leave.

In the hospital room where he was treated, Mike was really waiting. The man sat with his legs crossed with sharp eyes.

Naya who did not have the energy to argue finally glared without saying hello. He sat on the bed with his back to Mike.

Suddenly someone put an arm in his stomach. Naya flinched, but chose to ignore because she knew who was hugging, none other than Mike. It is also free to refuse.

"Why is your face sad? Tell me who dares to make Madame Mike's face look like this, hmm ...."

Naya immediately let go of the hug, then looked at Mike so seriously. "Do you really want us to get married?"

Mike's eyebrows go up and down. Though confused, he agreed.

"alright. I accept. But there are conditions" continued Naya. His expression became more and more serious.

"I want you to destroy Laura. Destroy until he's at his saddest point until he's willing to kill himself."

Mike's hand clasped for a second. He looked at Naya thinking, Is this real? Is the girl in front this time Naya? Naya, the cowardly and cowardly girl. Cute and has no ambition.

"Why? Can't it?" continued Naya.

Seconds.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

Mike ranting. He clapped. His eyes were almost invisible. He hugged Naya from behind.

"There's nothing Mike can't do. That's a little Naya thing. I've been waiting for you to ask for this. Now you're changing. You really changed. Are you sure of this request?"

Naya nodded. "certain. I want to see him destroyed."

"But if he's destroyed, it's automatically your father too."

"I don't care."

"Then what about the company. There must be a lot of unemployment. Are you the heart?"

Now Naya who was facing Mike immediately landed a light lumatann. Mike was frozen, but had not had time to reply Naya first withdrew.

"I don't care about that. The company wants to go bankrupt, or change hands I don't care. All I want, Laura is ruined. Can you?"

Mike is back. He moved his hand until Jordan who was standing behind—near the door— approached.

"Jordan, you heard what he said, right?" mike asked without looking at Jordan who was standing behind him.

"Yes, Young Master."

"Then draw up a plan and execute immediately. I don't want to make this lady sad. So do it well and on order.

"Okay, Young Master. Then I'll say goodbye."

"alright. Sort everything. But before you go, have a few people guard at the front door. Do not allow anyone to enter, including the doctor. We still want to discuss."