The Virgin Girl Belongs to the Master
Be able.

Mike let go of a hug. He held Naya's chin to look up to see her. "Are you sure? Can I keep this promise?"

Naya nodded. Though unsure of his fate after this, but clearly he wants to protect Jordan and Mala.

'After all, I have no self-respect anymore. There's no turning back.' Naya. He closed his eyes as he shouted out loud calling Ken's name in his heart. Her tears were dripping again. Mike, who saw it, lost his taste and removed his hand from Naya's chin.

Flipping over, Mike also took a shirt to wear it. "Did you think of that man? I think he means something. Don't blame me if he ...."

Mike's oral wasn't finished because Naya was hugging tightly from behind. Mike could feel the girl buried her face in his back. There was something cold. He realized that Naya was crying.

"You're really outrageous, Naya!" snapped Mike. He took off Naya's embrace and returned a stern look. "You are still ...."

Again, Mike's verbal tidka was resolved because Naya took the first step. Their lips meet each other.

"You!" Mike growling. His eyes were on Naya.

"I won't see him again. This time I promise," said Naya, then slowly lower the zipper dress.

***

The day Mike and Naya return to Indonesia. They were already greeted by Jordan and Dina at the airport.

"How was your trip, sir?" jordan asked as he grabbed Mike and Naya's suitcase.

"Excellent," said Mike. Her smile was beautiful as she glanced at Naya who was next to her.

While Dina, she glanced cynically at Naya. He was envious and upset. In addition to being invited out of the country, Naya also looks beautiful and charming with diamond jewelry that is circular on the neck and arms. Not to mention the luxurious dresses and coats that Naya wore. Dina's envious soul began to thrash. He embraced Mike's arm suddenly while carving out a spoiled smile.

"I was lonely because there was no Master in the house" he said by making the face as blank as possible.

But Mike was not affected, he removed Dina's hand from his arm. "So your attitude. We're in public" Mike said. His face showed displeasure.

However, Dina was like throwing away shame. He stayed close to Mike. "Is there a gift for me?" ask again.

Mike, who Jordan opened the door, flipped. He looked at Dina with cold eyes. "There is no gift. If you want Jordan can buy it. It takes anything to just tell him the same. Don't bother me with your whining. Understand."

Mike got in the car at Naya's. Jordan was also behind the wheel. For Dina, she snorted bitterly before finally getting into the car. Unfortunately again Mike calmly said, "You just sit in front. There's no place for you."

While swallowing the shame, Dina sat in front with her face bent in such a way. He was getting upset with Naya.

'Damn, that girl must have insulted me inwardly. Just watch out for you. I'll be bales later, ' her inner self.

Traveled. No one's making a sound. Dina who initially aggressively seeking attention so do not dwell again when received a firm rejection from Mike. He only sees Mike's treatment of Naya, which makes his blood rustle. How not, Mike holds Naya when his hands and eyes are only focused on the tablet.

Mike's face changed drastically. He snorted and replied, "Alright. Just leave him alone. We'll be there soon."

Mike glanced at Naya for a moment then looked at Jordan's head. "Stop Jordan," he said flatly.

Without asking further, Jordan stopped the car he was driving.

"Here is your wallet" said Mike as he turned his hand toward Naya.

Naya who did not understand remained in compliance and handed her her branded handbag.

Mike frowned after seeing the contents. There is only a ID there. He just remembered never giving cash to the girl. Suddenly he felt guilty.

"Here, use this money as you please" Mike continued, putting countless hundred thousand dollars into the small bag. "Later Jordan will make a special debit card for you. So in the meantime just use cash."

Naya nodded, she was in silence able to catch the look in Dina's eyes from the middle glass of the car. But he doesn't care. After all, their status is the same, both toys Mike.

Mike saw the watch. "Now it's four o'clock. So now you better get out."

Naya's eyes immediately rounded. Just like Jordan. The man even turned his head. "But Young Master ...."

"No problem, Jordan. I know what you're afraid of. But that's not going to happen" said Mike. He grinned and pulled Naya's waist until their bodies clung back together.

"You wouldn't dare run, would you? Remember, our vidio is here" Mike whispered as he showed his phone to Naya.

Naya held back the spit. His eyes grew even more radiant but did not have the courage to say much less to refuse.

"So out. I'll be home at six. Remember, six o'clock. Can't pass. So you can go anywhere for two hours. Understand."

Naya nodded. Mike rubbed the girl's head and said, "Good girl. Now down. And you're Dina, let's sit here."

Dina with a spirit of acceptance. He runs into Naya who also just got out of the car. He grinned towards Naya.

"Did I say he needs me and not you. So don't be so hopeful, you know," whispered Dina, she smiled, then casually bumped their shoulders.

Quiescent. Naya notices Mike's luxury car is gone from sight. Shortly thereafter he fell down. This road is quite lonely, but that is not what makes him sad, but it has no purpose in life anymore. He had truly become a puppet who gradually lost the spirit to live and slowly lost a smile and even a voice.

"Great Naya. Now you can get out. You also have a lot of money. Let's spirit. Don't be too sad" he murmured slowly as he walked down the shoulder of the road.

However, suddenly a somewhat familiar car stopped in front of him.

"Naya, what are you doing here alone?"