The Man Who Takes My Chastity
No need to take it

Plaque!

"Get your talk, Ci" growled Widuri after slapping a slap into Cici's face. What about you, Ci?. You're no better than me, Ci. You lied to Mr. Haris, if you are no longer a virgin" said Widuri smiling slanted.

"That's my business. What is clear now is that Haris has become my husband. Don't try to take it from me." Cici spoke by brushing her teeth."If you dare, just look at what I will do" threatened Cici with eyes glanced at Mr. Solihin.

"I don't need to take it. Without me taking it, Mr. Haris came to me himself. So what am I supposed to take it for?" reply Widuri is not afraid at all of Cici's threats." And I came to Mr. Haris' house, to ask for the rights of his baby in my womb. I'm pregnant with your husband's child!" press Widuri.

Successfully made Cici speechless and set his gaze towards Widuri's stomach that was still flat. I can't believe what Widuri just said. Haris only did it once, right to Widuri?.

'No way' Inner Cici. During this month they often did it with Cici, but she was not yet pregnant.

'No no no no, I have to eliminate that baby' Cici's inner self again. Thinking that the baby was born, Haris will love Widuri even more.

Widuri and Mr. Solihin also chose to enter the house, ignoring Cici who was standing frozen in front of the house.

'Awas you Wid' Inner Cici again threatened and left the house.

**

Haris, who had arrived in the village of Widuri, got down from the taxi that drove him. It wasn't hard for Haris to find the address of Widuri's house. Enough he gave a complete address to the taxi driver, and the driver immediately drove him to the front of the house of Widuri's parents in the village.

Tok tok!

"Excuse me!" sahut Haris while knocking on the door of the simple house in front of him.

Before long, the door of the house opened from the inside. Haris sees a girl coming out of the house, her face looks like a Widuri, just that the girl's body is fuller than her brother's.

"Sorry, who's looking?" nala asked, watching the tall and sturdy man in front of her.

"Is there a sleep?" asked Haris, no doubt that the house, the house of Widuri's parents, and the beautiful girl in front of him is Widuri's own sister.

"You who?" asked Nala again frowning.

"The theme is from Jakarta" replied Haris

"Sister Widuri has returned to Jakarta" said Nala, immediately looking at the handsome man who did not like it.

"Have you returned to Jakarta?" reset Haris.

"Mama kicked her out of here, for conceiving your child. Father himself took her to meet you." Nala spoke clenched her teeth, furious and heartbroken at the man who had destroyed her brother's future. But Nala had to hold back her anger to not get angry, because it could provoke the attention of the neighbors.

"Then, thank you for the information. I go first" said Haris stepped away from the house, and went back into the taxi that was still waiting for him. Haris will soon return to the City to catch up with Widuri.

'Thankfully, my mom is not here anymore. Otherwise, that man has Habil Mama stepped on.'

Nala sighed while deepening.

**

Arriving in Jakarta, Haris went straight to the house that used to be Widuri. But until there, the house was empty, there was no one in it. Haris had to go home. Maybe tomorrow Haris can come to that house again to see Widuri.

"Stop, Sir!" haris orders the driver to pick him up from the airport.

"Cock stop, sir?. The car did not go inside" said the driver. The car was still in front of the gate, but the master asked to stop.

"Stop, Sir!" haris' orders again pitched in annoyance.

"Yes boss, stop" replied Mr. Mamat, then stop the speed of his vehicle.

Haris got out of the car, stepped onto a woman with a man standing in front of the fence.

"Babies!" Call Haris.

Widuri and Mr. Solihin's reflexes turned towards Haris who was walking towards them.

"yes, Dad!" widuri replied with glassy eyes.

Bukh!

"Dad!" startled Widuri, seeing his father directly hit Haris' face, until Must bounce off the sidewalk of the road.

"Gee!" Haris grimaced as he wiped the blood flowing from the corner of his lips, while trying to stand up.

Bukh! Bakh Bukh's!

Not yet Haris managed to stand up, Mr. Solihin had hit him back, and even threw a kick into his body.

"Sir Haris!"

Mr. Mamat was a driver, and Mr. Satpam who was guarding the gate of the house, simultaneously called Haris and ran towards their master to help Haris.

"How dare you touch my daughter without my permission! Hah" angered Mr. Solihin yelled Should be without fear.

"I'm sorry, sir!. I'll take responsibility. I'm going to marry Widuri" said the battered Haris.

"I don't agree!."

The voice of the woman who came out of the gate, managed to turn Mr. Solihin's eyes towards the woman who was not young anymore.

"In that case, I will kill your son" threatened Mr. Solihin.

"Satpam!, Mr. Mamat. Get them out of here !" mother Ilona's orders to the two men who helped Haris stand it.

"Ma!" tegur Haris did not accept his mother expelled Widuri and Mr. Solihin.

"Mama doesn't agree you married that woman, Haris!. She is a poor, rural woman who only wants to memorize our wealth. Then there's Cici, what else?" angry Ilona's mother to her son.

"In that case, I will kill your son" said Mr. Solihin.

Bukh! Bakhs!

Mr. Solihin threw a fist and another kick into Haris's face.

"Daris!" cici just got home from work. Cici ran towards Haris and directly hugged the man." Haris, what are you doing?, why is it like this?" cici's tears rubbed the wound on Haris' face.

"I told you, I will kill your husband" said Mr. Solihin in a relaxed tone.

"Dad! don't make a fuss here. Let's go" ask Widuri to pull her Dad's arm, not want her dad to keep beating Haris. Widuri was also embarrassed by her father's arrogant attitude.

"Bas with the villagers!" maki Ibu Ilona stared lightly at Widuri and Mr. Solihin.

"We are villagers, but you are no better than us. Look at your son!, already have a wife, still touching my daughter" said Mr. Solihin.

"Your son is cheap, teasing my daughter who is married" replied Ilona's mother did not accept.

"Ma!" tegur Haris's.

"Mama doesn't want you to marry that woman Ris. You give them money, already" Ilona's mother told Haris.

"Widuri's pregnant with my son, Ma. I have to take responsibility. Mama agrees or not, I'm still going to marry Widuri!" sternly Haris managed to make Mother Ilona speechless.

"Daris!" Sobs Cici who still hugged her husband.

"We talked about this, Ci." Haris released Cici's embrace from her body, and stepped her legs closer to Widuri who was also crying.

"I'll marry you now."

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