The Virgin Girl Belongs to the Master
Scutum

Naya held back the spit. He saw the photo on the locket. Three strangers appeared. There's Sean, Ken and the girl he once saw coming out of Ken's apartment.

"Where are you?" ask Naya at last. Lips vibrate.

"Oh, if the man next to me is Kenzi. We are from small. Now he is a personal assistant. Continue if the girl who is very tacky with Ken is called Michella, call it Sela. He's my brother" Sean said.

Silent. Naya didn't say. He just looked at the thing in his hand. Honestly, he didn't realize he was in an increasingly complicated situation. That means ....

"What Sela and Ken ...."

"Dating?" sela Sean's.

Naya nodded. Surprisingly Sean was even broken. He shook his head steadily.

"No. They're not dating. But I admit that Sella really likes Ken. But Ken's obviously not."

"So you mean they're not dating?'

Sean's eyebrows go up next door. He saw Naya's panicked face. "Why? Don't tell me you have a crush on Ken? If so, you better decide on that thought. He's not a girl. He's too stiff. You'd lose if you were the same."

Naya sculpting. Not because of Sean's exposure that became a thought, but he only realized that it turned out to be wrong. She thinks Ken forgot about her and is dating another woman, but that happens ....

Naya. Suddenly the bones lose function. He got tired and turned his face away. He removed the water that was slowly descending from the eye patch.

"Hey, Nay. You why?" ask Sean.

Naya flinched, suddenly just getting a fresh breeze. He stared at Sean who was looking back at the streets.

"What do you really do?" ask Naya. The photo shows Sean, Ken and Sella in front of a red flag that reads Harvard Law School.

"I? I'm lawyer. Why?" ask Sean. He starts to get suspicious because Naya is too serious.

But Naya is flinching. His hand grabbed a piece of paper that was on top of the dashboard.

"So your name is Sean?'' ask Naya again when she sees Sean's identification card.

Sean nodded and then nodded.

"If it's your parents' job?" ask Naya again.

Sean's eyebrows go up next door. She starts speculating, is it possible that Naya is just like any other girl who only looks at the background. But he still felt something strange. The eyes of the other girl when asking must have shown interest. Distant with Naya who is full of worries.

"If you are now a judge in Bandung. If papa still serves as the chief prosecutor in Jakarta here. Why the hell?"

The tub gets a fresh breeze. Naya smiled immediately. Hope from Mike was wide open. Maybe Sean and his family can help. Yeah, so he thought.

"Look, Sean. Actually ...."

Not even had time to finish saying the word, a sound from inside the bag shocked Naya. The notification of the green chat app adorns the eyes.

Shaking, Naya's hand pressed the message. Just look at his eyes rounded when he saw the message sent by Mike. There is also video there.

[Do not dare to run away or ask for help from others if you can not see the video of your body is widely spread.]

Naya's eyes glared. Soon he put the phone back in the bag. Of course, the strange gelagat made Sean again frowned.

"Hey, Nay. You really are okay? Your face shoots really, loh. We're going to the hospital, right?" said Sean. He's getting worried.

Panicked Naya shook her head firmly, then asked Sean to pull over in front in front of a cemetery.

"I'm going to come here first. Go to Grandma's grave," replied Naya.

Sean's face changed drastically. He saw Naya take off her seatbelt. That girl's very suspicious, but she still doesn't understand. Should ask further when Naya obviously did not want to tell a story

There is no other way, Sean also released the seat belt. "I'm temenin, huh?" bargain Sean.

Naya sculpting. But I had to agree. Luckily, both of them just got off the car a noise from Sean's phone was shocking.

Lekat Naya saw the handsome face of Sean who was receiving a phone call. Lost hope of escaping Mike's snare. Intention to ask Sean for help. It feels really unable if you have to get insulted with the cap of immoral actors if the video is really spread.

"Nay, sorry. I can't go straight. You want to meet Ken," Sean explained. He looks bad.

Unfortunately that's what Naya wanted. At least Sean wouldn't ask any further about his life.

"It's okay, isn't it?" sean again.

"It's okay, really. I understand."

"Thank you. I'll know him sometime."

Naya. He let Sean go with a smile and a wave of hands. Now the steps are so shaky to trace the road to the final resting place of the grandmother.

Meanwhile, Mike's car just entered the yard. A luxury Ferrari was parked. Mike's smile suddenly seemed mysterious to make Dina who was at the side suddenly goosebumps.

"Come down," Mike flat said.

Dina according. He held Mike's arm in his arms. There was no rejection like before.

'Is it possible that he's already starting to wash up with me?' inner Dina. He smiled as he struggled in Mike's arm.

However, the smile was gone when they entered the house. It looked like a mature and beautiful woman was looking at him so cruelly.

Mike Dina and Jordan stopped. Now it was the woman's turn and a burly man approaching.

"Mike, why did you ignore my phone?" ask the girl in the short dress in red. The regret was so obvious on her pretty face.

Mike did not answer. He just stared at the woman with cold eyes.

Different things with Dina. He was astonished and started asking, "Master, he sia—"

Not yet finished oral Dina, a slap landed right on the left cheek. Her eyes looked at the woman who was slapping.

"Hey, are you crazy?" snapped Dina.

"That's a reply because you're a hindrance. Fucking jalangg."

Not just there. The real woman was Mike's first girlfriend with a frenzy grabbing Dina's hair. The sound of screams between the two women echoed in the living room.

Strangely, Mike had no intention of breaking up. He only enjoys how brutally Laras mistreats Dina, the girl who twice slandered Naya.

"Young Master, is it okay?" ask Jordan. He began to cringe and grieve to see Dina as the months of Laras. From the jubilee, slaps even kicks.

"Let. That's my goal to defend Dina."

"But Mr ...."

"He's not going to die, just calm down."