The Virgin Girl Belongs to the Master
Shoping day's.

Naya and Jordan follow Mike's steps. The three walked down the mall in one of the capital Jakarta.

But Naya felt something strange, there was no one to guard or pass by. The mall was abandoned by residents and visitors.

Naya dyed, she continued to circulate views hoping to find someone. No, there were only three of them there.

Jordan, who saw the confusion on Naya's face, cleared his throat. Sontak Naya.

"Just calm down, Miss. Young Master Mike does occasionally bring his girlfriends here. And if you're shopping Young Master Mike never wants anything to bother you, the employees have to leave before he comes" said Jordan, who is next door.

Naya's eyebrows are linked, she's starting to guess. "So you mean Mr. Jordan, Mr. Mike, has been like this a lot?"

Jordan agreed.

"That means this mall ...." Naya didn't get to finish the oral. He's speechless. Not to mention after getting a nod response from Jordan's head. He became frozen, and his feet stopped stepping.

"This building belongs to Young Master Mike. So enjoy it" continued Jordan expressionlessly.

Naya gulped roughly, her eyes twitching a few times. Mike was the richest sultan.

'The lady's message yesterday was furious because it was cut off, ' Naya's inner self.

"Naya, come here!"

Suddenly Mike called out while bending four knuckles, while his eyes remained focused on the colorful underwear hangers in a store.

"God! Why bengong? Come here quickly!" mike again.

Naya snorted faintly, then somewhat irritatedly walked up to Mike who was like a striped-nose man. How not, the man's eyes were so sparkling looking at the women's underwear that was there.

"What's up, Mister?" ask Naya after arriving next to Mike. He's bowing in disdain.

Mike was speechless and scanned Naya's appearance which was arguably rather sweet. The short hair was decorated with pink bando and his upper body was wearing a long-sleeved lilac purple shirt. For the thighs are already wrapped in a white bone flared skirt.

"Try this." Mike said as he picked up a pair of underwear, then stuck them onto Naya's body without the slightest awkwardness.

"Heh, even dumbass." Mike returned to the. "Take this and try" he continued.

Naya was nervous, she even blinked. He shook, he took the item too. "But Sir, this is ...."

"Yes, don't try. Just take it straight," cut Mike.

Naya was startled, but ended up sighing in relief. Mike didn't tell her to get naked in there.

However, Naya is also relieved to be surprised by Mike's sudden action of taking several pairs of underwear, then handing them over quickly to his hands.

Naya did not dwell, she also put the objects given by Mike into a paper bag that is available on the cashier table.

"Pick it, Naya. Choose everything as you want" Mike said.

Naya nodded, inwardly cursing Mike. Why buy clothes again while in the closet has been full of fancy clothes? He himself did not know when he could wear all the expensive and beautiful clothes in his bedroom closet.

"Naya, here!"

Mike's call was heard. The sound of the baritone was like a bolt of lightning in broad daylight. Gegas Naya is approaching.

However, again Naya was made dumbfounded by what was before her eyes. Mike was even holding a light red langerie.

"It's definitely a good fit for you." Mike again said while sticking a thin shirt that can be said to be transparent. Naya shuddered to see it.

"Why? Not seneng?" lick Mike with a tone that started to change.

Quickly Naya flanged. It could be messed up if he offended Mike. I don't know what he'll get as punishment.

"Yes, take this. Do you want to see my hand broken by holding this shirt?"

Naya gulps. He took the disgusting thing and put it in the paper bag that was there. Again not only one that Mike took, the man was like a shopping king who immediately pulled all the langerie in sight. He had scooped up everything from red, yellow, green, blue and the others, already resembling a rainbow alone.

'Is it possible that this man would make me an angel without proper clothes?' batin Naya dongkol's.