Young Miss Assistant
The Power of Money

It was morning, his eyes were still hot, his throat was dry. Slowly his eyes opened feeling something stuck to his forehead.

The little towel that was stuck on his forehead, removed by him, his eyes scurried observing the narrow room where he woke up. His head still hurt, trying to get up.

"If you're conscious, tell him to leave!!" candra's clasping sound was heard from outside.

"Yes..." Kanaya sighed, only able to obey. Given the absence of any defense he could pronounce about the figure of Daniel. The girl, started to step towards her room.

The young man who was walking a few steps, still in the room, rounded his eyes, not wanting to be expelled. His heart was not willing to leave, still missing the figure of Kanaya, that was the reason.

Eventually, he ran back to bed. Lying down with a towel on his forehead. Pretending to be unconscious.

Kriet's...

The sound of the door opening, sounding closed again, was like someone entering. Towel on his forehead, taken by a woman's hand. The sound of the feeling of water was heard, the towel was again placed, on Daniel's forehead.

"Sir Daniel, don't wake up!?" The fingers held her hands expectantly. Not wanting the figure of the young man lying on his bed to be expelled.

Kanaya looked left and right, as if observing a situation, so that no one would see. Until, the girl landed her lips, on the lips of the young man who was lying quietly.

One short kiss, the girl then shouted to herself, "I'm crazy!!" he said hysterically, then closed his mouth did not want the crazy thing he had just heard by others.

A pale white face, a few droplets of sweat coming out from his forehead, was slowly wiped by Kanaya using another towel. Taking a thermometer, ensuring the youth's body temperature.

"It's gone down, why haven't it built up yet." he murmured, staring at the temperature on the thermometer.

"But good, he's unconscious, I can do anything..." Kanaya smiled grinning.

The thing he did? Something that made Daniel goosebumps, now looking at Kanaya in a different way. Little rubber was taken away, short hair was forced to bond in two, "Very sweet.." he said.

"This lips must smile often, not too cold." he continued, forcibly raising the two corners of Daniel's lips.

He's weird!! But why am I just being treated like this? I should have been angry, asked Daniel inwardly not understanding himself.

A kiss landed on his face again. Nothing escaped the girl.

"Sir Daniel, have you forgotten your ex-wife?" tanyanya sighed harshly."I like you, but if I'm just going to be a toy." her words stopped for a moment.

His tone suddenly changed, sounding trembling, like someone crying, "Am I just being played? But somehow, because of what magic, I still like you.." he kissed Daniel softly on the forehead, shedding his tears.

Until finally, back a short kiss the young man's lips. However, when he was about to raise his head, the young man's hand held his nape. The young man's eyes opened looking at him. Smacking her lips short."I mean it to you." he said.

"Sir Daniel!!" he shouted, Kanaya who was shocked, immediately distanced her body. Full of guilt and awkwardness.

My image as an innocent girl was shattered.

Daniel immediately got up, still with his hair tied in two. Closing Kanaya's mouth with one of her hands was "Ssttt.." she said pointing her index finger at her lips.

And sure enough, "What's up!? What cassava, did the boy's father mean already conscious!?" ask Candra screaming from out there.

Kanaya nodded at Daniel, with a thumping heart, feeling the young man's hand closing his lips. Slowly the lips were released by Daniel's hand.

"Not dad!! There was a cockroach, I was surprised!!" kanaya answered, half shouting. Not getting an answer back from Candra, a sign the man believes.

"Bad girl..." Daniel in a small voice, ruffled Kanaya's hair in a daze.

"I'm sorry, I'll let go." said Kanaya awkwardly, about to untie the two hair ties on Daniel's head.

However, the young man's hand stopped him, holding his wrist, "Did I look cute wearing this? If it looks sweet in your eyes, let it go." he said smiling.

"Ti. no, it looks strange," the half-plain girl fluttered, pulling her hand, holding back her thumping feeling even faster.

"Is Daniel hungry?" his tan shifted the conversation, taking out a bowl of white porridge that had cooled down. Located on the table, beside the bed.

"Yes..." Daniel nodded, smilingly accepting the mouthful of the girl before him."Forgetting Jeny?" the young man laughed with his mouth full.

Can she hear it all, kiss an unconscious man? How'this? I would be considered aggressive.

Kanaya's face flushed red, enduring her embarrassment, her fingers about to feed Daniel's mouth, for the young man to stop laughing. But his wrist was held, stopping his hand movements."I've let it go, I'm not playing you. My mother is currently in Canada. Can you wait for my mother? Just one month." he said sincerely.

"But father.." doubtful words, came out of Kanaya's mouth, interrupted by the young man before her.

Those eyes stared intently, looking solemn in every word, "I will reassure him, lowering my self-esteem even lower before him. If need be I will kneel before him." his words stopped, the lips silenced the girl who was not so innocent.

Just a brief kiss full of smiles, "I love you." he said.

"Me too..." Daniel smiled, bribe after mouth of white porridge spiked only with salt was inserted in the mouth of the young man before him.

The young man's hand, starting to move, tightly grasped one of Kanaya's fingers as if afraid of losing her.

***

A few hours in the room? That's what Daniel did, after Kanaya's departure, her hair ties were already released. Perhaps by pretending to be unconscious, the young man can stay there longer.

Until, there was a quite crowded voice, Daniel slightly opened the door, peeking at the situation out there.

Kemal Family? Kemal's family came to talk about marriage. A girl who uses a simple kebaya looks moody. While Kemal, the young man also looked down. The door closes again, so that Candra does not realize her conscious self.

***

"I'm sorry, I don't approve of this marriage. I.." Kanaya's words were interrupted.

"Don't listen to Kanaya, it's best that this wedding be done as soon as possible..." Candra smiled in front of her future besi.

Kemal's hands clenched, isn't this his chance to have Kanaya? But what good would it be if the girl who was downcast with that gloomy face would not be happy. Maybe hurt each other, that's what's going to happen.

"So let's set a good date" said Kemal's biological father.

"Dad!! I told you, our relationship is only as limited as brother and sister!!" Kemal raised his speech intonation, his eyes reddened, enduring all the wounds of his heart.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Kemal, Atha (father of Kemal) exhaled a rough breath, "These seven years you only liked it right? I know everything, our families have known each other and have been neighbors for a long time. If you understand each other, gradually love will grow..."

Kemal fell silent, turning his face away. His reddened eyes held back his feelings, there was no courage for him to look at Kanaya's face at this moment.

A iba? Maybe yes, but should you marry just out of pity? Kanaya's hand fingers tightened, holding the batik cloth she was wearing. Can't argue, if only Daniel could come with his family... Maybe that's hope, that can't possibly come true.

Daniel, the young man was silent, still sitting on the floor, his back still leaning against the door. His hands clenched, not knowing what to do, talk for free. He will only be expelled. Do I not deserve to be with you, he murmured, bowed down unable to do anything.

The girl he loves looks beautiful with a white kebaya that looks cheap. However, open up to him who is now beside him.

***

The talk of two families continued, the face did not like to be seen from a woman who had been sitting there.

"Sir Atha(father Kemal), is it ready to accommodate my father and mother?" he smiled, without sin.

"What does that mean?" Atha knitted his forehead.

Kinara breathed a rough sigh, "I'm sorry, because I'm going to live in the city and open a boutique with my husband. I asked for an inheritance early. Land and houses will be sold, the money split in two" he said.

For a moment he glanced at Kanaya, "Pity Kemal only got used goods used by big bosses." he sneered in a small voice, but still can be heard by everyone.

"Near!!" Candra snapped, raising her hand about to slap her daughter who was actually just present.

"Slap away!! Wh why? Not brave!?" he said staring intently at the father, "When I was pregnant by a city man, he slapped me. Kanaya becomes a mistress, but is glorified. Because what? Of course because he's smart enough, using safety when selling his body..."

Plaque...

Candra-resistant slaps were eventually aired as well. The woman's face reddened, but smiled with satisfaction, looking at old man Kemal whose face changed.

Envied? Maybe that is what is in his heart, the brother married a beautiful man who works as a police officer. Have a rich mistress, really a high class j*lang. Maybe that's the figure of Kanaya in the eyes of her sister.

"Sir Candra, what does it mean to ask for inheritance rights early and we have to accommodate your family?" asked Atha, with a look of annoyance.

The downcast Candra sighed, trying to neutralize her emotions."Land and house will indeed I sell, but we will stay contracted, will not trouble Kemal later..."

"The problem is being a mistress!?" Atha stared intently, like a prospective daughter-in-law who he considered perfect, turned out to be only a body peddler in the city.

"It was just a misunderstanding.we.." Candra's words were interrupted.

"The engagement failed because your daughter was pregnant with another man. And now? The other sold his body. Truly uncivilized family, our marriage just cancel!! Poor families, houses alone will not have," said Atha full of contempt.

"I'm sorry, but Kanaya is not what you think. In town she works as.." Candra says between her daughters.

"It doesn't matter as much as what, most importantly Ega is sick to miss mom (Sumi). I decided, I can take care of Ega, your dear granddaughter. If all the proceeds from the sale of land and houses were given to me. Half of sales are less for opening a boutique. After all, sister is not a mistress of a rich man." cynical Kirana, smilingly sat down without caring about her mother who had just shed her tears. Feeling humiliated by his daughter.

Kanaya's? The girl was speechless unable to defend herself at all. Especially with his engagement and Daniel who had broadcast television stations.

"Kinara, the other half is your brother's right!!" candra's breath gasping held back her emotions.

"Sir Candra, there's nothing more we can talk about. Don't expect to use Kemal. Just because Kemal likes your daughter, who likes to sell her body..." Atha began to rise.

"Sister sells himself in town, right? Don't just live well on your own. Take mom and dad with you. Live the way of the city." words of contempt came out of Kinara's mouth.

Until, someone dressed formally came without permission, after receiving a call from his master. Given the crowded atmosphere, with the living room door wide open.

"Kanaya.." he said to the girl who was silent."Where's milord?" continued.

With puffy eyes, calming her mother, Kanaya pointed towards her room.

The door of the room was opened, looking a handsome, but pale-faced young man sitting on the edge of the bed.

The families of both sides started to whisper, knowing the whereabouts of a young man in a girl's room, perhaps justifying Kinara's words.

"Sir.." he said bowed, approaching the young man.

The young man who had already erased his tears smiled. Walk out slowly, "Ken, it's done enough good. In order for me to get married, we do it the way the city does." he said smiling like a demon.

Looking down on those who scorn the woman he loves and his future father-in-law, that's what he does.

"Father-in-law(Candra), now I'm going to show you how the power of money really is." she continued to look compassionately at the old man before her.

Seriate