Driver For The Madam
Chapter 45. Marshella's Secret

We got to Marshella's school. He took me downstairs to accompany him to the teacher's room.

"I am just a driver. I can't possibly put you in school. Come on in!" myrag.

He was disappointed that I refused his request. He walked towards the teacher's room.

I waited for him in the car without turning off the engine.

Ten minutes passed. My mind was always struggling with my family's situation in the village.

Brekkk..

The sound of the car door closing. Marshella's back sitting next to me.

"Om why the hell? how does lemes have his face? is there a problem, om?" ask Marshella in a row.

"No way. Only, om again kangen the same family in the village. Om's phone and wallet lost hunting time in the woods a few months ago." My answer is a little lie.

"Whose family is here? including the wife, right?" ask him again.

"Om has no wife. The same father, mother and daughter." Reply again.

"What's? do you have a child? that means right now, om it...duda dong." Shella.

"Yes, that's it. Om this is a one-child widower." I'm asserting.

"But she thought she wasn't married. It's still young, it's big plus it's handsome again." Her speech.

"Hais. We're going home now!" take me.

Marshella pursed her lips while muttering something.

"Don't go home first. Temenin Shella to mall point! Shella wants to go shopping, all breakfast." Tell her.

I just according to this lady's wishes.

"Well, which mall are you going to? don't forget to show me the way! I don't know the streets here." Excruciate.

"We're leaving now!" tell Shella.

Twenty minutes later. I have reached a large mall. I parked the car in its place. We got off the car. Marshella told me to follow him.

"Our first breakfast om, Shella's stomach has been asked to be filled." Invoke him.

He took my hand and entered a fast food restaurant inside the mall.

"Sit om! shella's gonna be cool!" yells.

I sit on this couch. People around them were seen eating their food.

"It's only ten in the morning. But it's a real rame for this place." I was alone.

The hustle and bustle of people here is starting to make me uncomfortable. Yes, I did not like the crowd since I stopped being an angkot driver.

Marshella's approaching. In his hand was a food tray.

"Well, it looks good." I thought.

He ordered a pot of fried chicken without rice. There are 2 fizzy drinks and mineral water accompany our food.

"Let's eat om! Still angets." Bring along.

"alright. I'm hungry too. Why is there no rice?" my many.

"The roar is a lot of om. You should also use rice. Later if you're still hungry, let Shella buy other food outside."

"Yes. Thanks for the non-Shella." Sincerely said.

We were silent without saying. We enjoyed the food in front of us.

Marshella sees me sometimes. His eyes were like asking for something. But I can't guess what that is.

We leaned on this couch. The stomach is filled.

"This was once om. Shella's stomach is full. Shella usually eats a little. Uh, in front of Shella there's om. Even nyomot keep deh...he..he..he." Cutely funny.

"What if you don't eat at home? there's a cooking aunt." My toot.

"Sometimes it is om. Shella Males has to have one dinner table with his wife papa." Reply indifferently.

"Emang why? try the same story." My persuasion.

"Males at all. Don't want to see his face. So sick of that lady. Want the same money papa ajah!" furious Marshella.

"That's right, if Lady Elisha just wants your papa's treasure?" investigate me while looking at Marshella's reaction.

Marshella remembered something. Things no one knows about except him, his ex and God.

He remembered the incident. The incident when his father suddenly had a stroke 2 years ago.

*Flashback Marshella 2 years ago.

The class uplift got me excited. This time I was lucky to be with my girlfriend in this new class. We just got together and started dating. Harry my girlfriend is always attentive and makes me feel comfortable at his side. We are like two true lovebirds.

Many couples at this school are envious of us. We never fought and understood each other.

Until the age of 3 months of our courtship. I brought her home. That afternoon at home was very quiet. I don't know where everyone is. There's only a security guard in his post. My wife and aunt are not home either.

I brought Harry into the house. I'll have a snack and a cold drink.

"Harry, let's watch a movie! I downloaded it but still haven't seen it. Laura says it's good to watch with a couple." Take me.

Harry just nodded.

He pulled me to sit on his lap. My heart is beating fast.

"Hey, I haven't turned the movie around. You sit quietly, don't be naughty!" while glancing mischievously at him.

thankfully I was not wrong. It could be that his heart is beating. I hope Harry doesn't hear my heart.

I started playing the movie, and approached Harry on the couch.

We sat next to each other and put our arms together.

"Beb, are you spoiled today anyway?" ask Harry.

"Same feeling you know beb. From yesterday it was always spoiled by you." Shella.

"As long as I promise. Can't be spoiled by another guy. Remember that!" exclaiming Harry.

I just agree. He pinched my cheek in anxiety. The movie we watched was no longer interesting. Suddenly, in the middle of the scene. Something happened that attracted both of us.

His scenes made us so dumbfounded.

We looked at each other, the heartbeat hunted quickly, we began to be tempted to try.

After our thirst was channeled, we moved into the room. There, we imitated the scene in the movie we were playing earlier.

Clique.....

Door opens. There were a pair of eyes looking at the two of us in one blanket.

Her net looked at the two of us sharply and piercingly.

"You guys, what are you doing here? HA...quick answer!" sniffed the man rough.

He pulled Marshella roughly.

"You, you little boy ba*gsat. How dare you pervert in this house. You think my son's a cheap girl what?" the man who was none other than Papa Marshella.

"Sorry om, we just tried the movie scenes we watched and the continuity." Harry lowered his face. In a hurry he put his pants on.

"Now you get out of here! don't date my son anymore! remember that." Papa is still angry and drives Harry away.

I don't accept papa's treatment. I defended Harry and hugged him tightly when the father would hit us both with his hands.

"The Father has no right to judge us. We are already big. So let us decide!" I defended myself and Harry.

"Astaghfirullah Shella, you are still a girl and a virgin. Just because this ba*gsat guy you're willing to give your virginity? you're wrong, son." Cipto lantang.

"Now you also have to dare to take responsibility. You don't want to have to get married. Before everything gets tough." Get papa.

"What's? marry om? that's right! I am young and have to be well educated. You have to get married at a young age. Don't expect it." Hardik Harry started to get emotional.

"Look at her Shella, you want to live with a rough guy like her?" said papa.

"But I love and love Harry pa. I'm not what I am like. I'll wait for Harry to propose to me when he's at work." My words started to sob.

"What did you say? what a bod*h kid. You have to be a girl with pride! don't be demeaned by any man!" Snapped papa again.

Papa held his head and left chest in turn. Harry started leaving us. He doesn't care at all about my debate and papa's.

"Look at him now. Started to act up. You need to stop connecting with Shella! say papa!" yelled papa again.

I'm after Harry. He ignored me.

"Harry Rahardian's. You have to take responsibility!" myrag.

"Hey you, we are both willing and there is no compulsion. So why should I be responsible? you old-fashioned chick." While leaving me when he had taken the bag he was wearing earlier.

Papa saw us from the front of his room. He stepped slowly while holding his chest.

Papa suddenly fainted and was unconscious.

I saw papa fainting away from his side. I'm afraid of being blamed. I'm getting out of this house. I'll call my cab. I waited for him on the porch. My face uses wet tissue to make my face look fresher.

"Why are you going home this afternoon anyway?" sudangku.

"Udah, males I digeladenin papa. At best berta again also began to wake up from his stings. I need to get out of here immediately." While walking out the fence because the taxi I ordered has come.

I went in and had the driver take me to the address I mentioned.

*Flashback off.

Marshella's facial features showed guilt and fear. I can't guess the way he thinks. Looks like this kid's got something.

"Oh, let's go home yuk!" take him while standing and start walking.

"Say I want to shop. Really want to go home?" my many.

"It's not in the mood anymore. Tomorrow is shopping." He was impressed to cover something.

We stepped out of the mall and headed for the Vip parking lot. I drove the car and drove it. The Marshella next to me was still silent.