The Virgin Girl Belongs to the Master
Acknowledgments.

Naya was staring at herself in front of the mirror. She swept across the body wrapped in a white wedding dress with the glare of my eyes. There was no expression at all, neither sadness nor pleasure. Tasteless.

Without him realizing it turns out Mike was observing from behind.

"What are you thinking?" ask Mike suddenly.

Sontak Naya is still stuck, but still can not be anything but silent. He let Mike come closer and hugged from behind. Not only that, Mike also sniffed his nape.

"Today's our reception, Mike," Naya recalled.

Opening his eyes, Mike turned his head back. He looked at Naya's face from the reflection of the mirror. "You're beautiful."

"Thank you" said Naya.

Silent. Mike just saw Naya from there. The astonished Naya ventured to ask, "What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

Mike shakes. He pulled Naya's hand until their eyes came together directly. "I don't know if it's important or not. But Naya I just wanted to say something. I want to admit that I've fallen in love with you."

Naya. Is this the proverb of dreams in broad daylight? Ah .. doesn't seem to be.

"I know my feelings haven't been reciprocated. But no problem. I'm ready to wait. I want a year, two years or whatever twenty years I will always try. I'll make you go nowhere. I'll make you just see me one. That way I'm sure my love is reciprocated."

"Isn't that called coercion?"

"No problem. I just want you to know that I'm sincere."

Naya clucked. He took off Mike's hand and was about to leave. But had to stop because the man pulled his waist from behind.

"Mike, our reception's about to start." Again, Naya warned. Don't let Mike act perverted in the bridal waiting room. Can brabe.

"Yes, I know, but please keep this up for a little while."

Silent. Naya according. He shut up and let Mike lay his head down the recess of his neck.

"I don't know if I ever said this. But Naya, thank you for holding on."

Naya fell silent. He could clearly feel the sincerity from Mike's voice.

"me too. I'll try to accept. Maybe it's God's destiny" Naya said. It may sound mature, but he's actually just encouraging himself.

Arrive at the reception. All the guests filled the hall of the five-star hotel that was conjured up so magnificently. Naya as the bride alone was astonished. I don't know how many billions Mike spent just for decoration. She really gave the queen-style dream wedding.

'Wait, I think I know that guy, but where?' inner Naya. He was wobbly but strangely the figure of the servant-clothed man had already disappeared from sight.

"Mike, how's care here?" whispered Naya after shaking hands with a pair of businessmen.

"Just calm. Our men are on guard. The Barrels can't do anything now either. So relax. Her face doesn't panic that."

Naya sighed. He also finally complied.

The formal event is over. Now it's dance time. Many guests participated in the event. But still the king and his queen are Naya and Mike.

"Now your movement feels more flexible," whispered Mike.

Naya, who was holding Mike's shoulder, snorted. He twirled the body twice and then returned to Mike's arms in the right rhythm and movement.

"of course. I'm not a robot" said Naya.

"Oh yeah? Then smile, dong. People are afraid that I'm married to a mannequin."

Naya also according. The difference when smiling he also pinched at Mike's waist. Mike screamed in shock.

"Well that's proof that I'm not a doll" Naya said. He squinted cynically, while Mike was even stupefied. He hugged Naya. The two move in rhythm with the dance music that saturates there.

"Naya, forgive all the mistakes I've made. I promise I'll make up for everything by being nice. I just want one of you. Lets just, that's all."

"alright. I'll try."

The two hugged again before finally an eruption of firearms blew everything away.

Everyone is panicking. They ran to save themselves. For Naya he was silent to see Mike. He was surprised the man was pecking while pressing on the chest.

Naya. Blood flowed through Mike's hand. Mike collapsed right on Naya's body.

"Mike! Mike!" naya Exclamation

Fresh blood gushed from Mike's chest. Naya panicked, her tears shedding a lot. While he was sobbing he asked for help.

Soon, we heard a gun explosion.

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