The Virgin Girl Belongs to the Master
Proposal.

"Naya, will you marry me?"

Naya was stunned, her eyeballs enlarged for a few seconds before finally twitching. She squeezed out the blanket that was still in hand.

"Will you marry me? Be my mind's. I'm not a perfect man, but I'll try my best to make you not cry because of me" Ken continued. Sounds sincere. Naya even shed tears. Ken, that stiff guy said such a romantic thing.

However, no one knew that there was a burden that he could not let go of. There are consequences that he cannot ignore.

Removing her tears, Naya then sighed heavily. "Sir Ken, I'm actually ...."

Lisan Naya is interrupted because Ken first holds her hand. Their eyes clashed in silence.

"Forget her. Go on with your life, Naya. You deserve to be happy."

"But I love him."

Ken's speechless. Naya used to just say she liked him. But to Mike ....

Now Ken took a long breath. There was a tinge of pain on his handsome face. But he also carved a smile for Naya.

Ken stood up, he clasped Naya's hand with two hands. "You used to like me too, right? Let's try again. Make that love into love. I'm sure we can. I believe you can forget him. Give me a chance," said Ken.

Naya. He really couldn't say much less move. He grew increasingly lazy to watch Ken take off the wedding ring that Mike pinned first.

"Sister Ken it's cin—"

"You deserve a new one" Ken cut off after successfully pinning his ring on Naya's ring finger.

"But, I ...."

"Trust me," interrupted Ken again. Now there was a hopeful look in his eyes.

"But I'm not ready yet."

"I'll wait. While waiting I will take care of you," said Ken again. Sounds full of steadiness. Naya is even out of words. Ken is too sincere, too good for her who is no longer a virgin. Moreover, remembering the misfortune that constantly whack. Naya is not confident.

"Sir Ken, I can't" said Naya. He wants to take Ken's ring off. But Ken got in the way by holding his hand tighter

"Don't let go" pinta Ken.

"But I'll just make you wretch. I'm ...."

Ken hugged until Naya was speechless. Not only that, he also gently stroked Naya's head. The man in the gray shirt really didn't want Naya to curse herself anymore. Somehow, but Ken wants to restore the girl's confidence. Naya is too naive.

"Sir Ken deserves better ...."

Slowly, Naya's voice was so slow. It was as if there was an invisible burden she carried on her shoulders. Her tears are shed again.

"And you're the best for me, Naya," Ken said.

Naya looked up, her puffy eyes staring at Ken's face. "I don't pantes ...."

"You pantes, you're special and I'm sure. Just you and enough of you."

"But ...."

"Yes already. Don't refuse. I just want you to open your heart. Yes, that's it. Let everything go. Walking slow is no problem either."

Naya. Ken's smile calms. He also involuntarily thinned his lips. He hugged Ken's waist for a bit and then let go of the hug.

"I'll try. But at least give me back the ring," said Naya, she raised her hand.

****

Naya stands alone on the balcony of the villa. His eyes looked at the sky that began to turn orange while enjoying the beach breeze that continued to blow on his face.

Whether habitual or what, Naya will involuntarily twist and play the ring embedded in the finger.

Seeing those two rings suddenly Naya chuckled in irony. It used to be forced to let go of Ken while entangled with Mike. However, gradually the relationship based on the word forced it slowly shift the name Ken to Mike. The man shamelessly forced his will. Surprisingly, Naya actually went with the flow of coercion. Now, when there's no Mike, he's just hard on Ken.

"Are you awake?" ask Ken who knows when to stand behind. He covered Naya's downed shoulder with a thick cloth.

Instead of answering, Naya commented on the smile. He put the blanket on his body.

The two fell silent enjoying the mega that gave the prettiest color. Only the sound of the waves breaking the silence existed.

"Naya, what are you thinking?" ask Ken suddenly.

Naya. He looks at Ken who is more handsome with a casual look—kaus oblong press body and long jeans. The man looks more handsome.

"I just thought I wanted to stay here. It's comfortable here," replied Naya.

"Then let's make it real. I'm a waitress, too, no problem" said Ken. He smiled again.

Naya who saw that followed chuckling. He elbowed Ken's stomach. "Gayaan sok wants to be a fisherman. What about Ken's work?"

Ken shakes his shoulders. "If you want I can find a job here?"

"Ck, making-up. Oiya, now what is Ken's plan. The company is ...."

"Don't think. I am a smart and competent man. Must be a lot of people who want me to work for their company."

Again, Naya clucked bitterly, but the difference was followed by a sweet smile. Ken was unconscious.

Naya who was noticed so intensely became misbehaved. He looked back ahead. "If Ken's brother, what does Ken think?"

"I, I just want to play sand. Want nemenin?"

Naya nodded. The two walked side by side and let the soles of the feet touch the white sand that was there, blend with the waves and hear the birds chirping.

"Naya," call Ken.

Naya turned. Her hair was carried by the wind. Ken who saw that again smiled angrily and took the initiative to tie Naya's hair from behind.

Naya is of course an incredible clumsy. "I can do it myself, Brother."

"Diem. Don't protest later not neat."

Naya had to resign. He let Ken tie his hair that was already long.

"Don't have a hair tie?" ask Naya after Ken's done.

"I found you, you were at home. I bring it just in case you forget. And really forgot. Not old is forgetful."

Naya smiled, she elbowed Ken's stomach. The two chuckled together and went back to walking side by side.

Without them realizing there was a pair of eyes staring intently from a distance. He was hand-drawn many times hitting the steering wheel of the car.

"Suckers. Watch out for you, Ken."

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