Money Or Honey
Episode 30: Try not to be awkward

Hiyola blinked her eyes as her sleep was interrupted by a voice she had heard before.

The screams of pain Robert.

Perhaps irritated by Violeta and Robert's actions last night, Hiyola became carried away in a dream, thinking she heard a voice of delirium that often came out of Robert's mouth.

Hiyola's eyes continued to blink several times, unwilling to open, but, as the voice grew clearer, was forced to open her eyes.

Okay, the color of the room is gray, different from the room that was occupied before her.

Consciously, Hiyola spontaneously changed position from sleeping to sitting. His eyes widened, already fully literate.

"Roberth's room?" screeches, silencing his own mouth. Last thing I remember, he fell asleep in the next room.

How am I supposed to be in Sisni? Did he not bring me here?

Hiyola turned her head, looking at Robert who continued to growl. Like the night before, the man returned delirious, in pain.

Without a second thought, the girl immediately slammed her body, face down. This time he would pretend not to care, as Robert had done a few hours before his.

Taking two sleeping pillows, he used them to cover both ears. Hiyola planned to continue sleeping, letting Robert suffer a little, avenging what the man had done.

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"Aghhhh!!!" Hiyola sat down, complaining, turning her eyes panted, her lips pursed while both feet on the dings hit the spring bad, annoyed. Apparently he still had a remnant of conscience, to not let Robert spend the night shouting.

Getting off the bed, Hiyola walked over to the side of the other bed, which belonged to Robert. One hand held Robert's hand. While the other hand gently patted Robert's arm, trying to calm him down, as he had done in the day before.

Five minutes later, Robert was calm. Hiyola was still patting Robert's arm, after feeling that it was enough, she planned to return to not the next bed but, the next room. Later tomorrow, he will make a calculation for what happened to him and for Robert's unwillingness to have transported him here.

Unfortunately, when it was about to move, Hiyola tried to let go of the hand, but could not because of Robert's tight grip.

As powerful as Hiyola tried to pull his hand, but again Robert strengthened his grip in the condition of the eyes are still closed.

"Oh, what's the dream, him?" hiyola.

Due to the poor balance, Hiyola staggered.

"Huuuaaa....! his strangulation was restrained, then fell with his head right touching Robert's chest.

His heart beat rapidly as Robert's other hand smothered his shoulder. Robert's eyes remained closed. Slowly the man again muttered something, which made Hiyola's heart full.

"I'm sorry for what my mother did."

Hiyola looked up, "Is he so sorry that he got carried away with this dream?" he was full of questions.

Long in a position like that, slowly Roberth's embrace began to loosen, but his grip has not been separated. If it continues like this, Hiyola can die standing still.

Finally, Hiyola decided to grab a luxurious wooden chair, without a backrest, to be at the table that bordered between their beds. He decided to sit there for a while, waiting until Robert let go of his grasp.

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"What are you doing in my bed?"

Hiyola rubbed her eyes trying to adjust the lighting. It was morning, the sun with its spirit pierced through the curtains of the room.

Spontaneous standing, Hiyola backed off. He glared, shocked, when he realized that last night instead of going to the next room, he was asleep next to Robert's bed.

Robert stared in full search, he began to suspect. Is it possible that Hiyola has only been hiding behind her jaim mask? Act as if he is not interested in her, but secretly take the opportunity when he is asleep.

"What are you doing?" roberth was suspicious. He crossed both hands in front of his chest. Robert even felt amused himself with his attitude.

Hiyola frowned, what am I doing? Did he not know, I tried to calm him down, and he himself pulled me to the point of not being able to move?

"I didn't do anything, sir! How many times do I want to say?" sergeant Hiyola started to bleed.

"Don't lie! Proof you're at the bedside." This time Robert pointed to the CTF.

Hiyola grunts, slumbering. " What am I going to do?"

Robert shrugged, guessing. "Maybe you want to take advantage when I fall asleep? Who knows? Maybe because you're secretly starting to like me?"

Hiyola again snorted in annoyance at the baseless accusations Robert had made.

Dan, what? Liked her? Not wrong? Who likes who? Who would love a petty man like him?

Hiyola threw away her face, bitch. "Master isn't my type, so master doesn't have to worry."

Robert widened his eyes for a while, then went back to pretending not to be surprised. "What is your type? Like Daniel?" cynical Roberth.

Hiyola's face changed instantly. He fell silent, making Robert so misbehaved.

"Why silence?"

Hiyola did not answer, she chose to keep quiet, not continue their debate. He should be angry because of Robert's bad attitude.

Holy hooch! Daniel would've been feeding him all day, maybe a week, maybe a month at most. That guy is great at inhabiting.

"Where are you going? Responsibility for what you did first!" shouted Roberth.

Hiyola's hand has touched the door algae. He lowered his head for a moment, breathing out a rough breath. Lately things have gotten harder.

"I'm sorry for approaching you. I'll make sure this doesn't happen again." Hiyola replied before it actually came out.

Robert looked at the back that disappeared behind the door, but he was just trying to joke so they did not feel stiff, due to last night's incident. But like him, he is not suitable for that.

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Meanwhile, in the next room, Hiyola had walked into the bathroom, removed all the clothes and started the bathing ritual.

Violeta's slap last night, still quite felt on the cheek, made her curious about what really happened, and where the mistake she made. The reason should be angry, Hiyola, because Robert has disturbed his mannavasi!

If not for the shock of what happened to Daniel, or the secrets revealed, Hiyola would have served Violeta last night. After all, they are all, equally stranded.

Hiyola closed her eyes, frustrated. "Aghhhh!! It could be crazy, me!" his wrath, began to flutter all over the body.

30 Minutes later, Hiyola was soaking in the bathtub. After feeling all the muscles that had been tightened, relax again. Hiyola decided to get out of the large carved white object in the shape of the bowl.

He had an important task, had to accompany Daniel, because today was his mother's funeral day.

Hiyola would not explain anything, she would just let Daniel through the day of mourning, only after her would he explain all without covering anything up, especially regarding marriage.

It is up to Daniel to drive away, grab and even kick her as they often do, Hiyola will surely accept. For now he only has Daniel on his side. Hiyola has not dared to reveal everything to Aunt Alya, she said.

After cleaning himself, Hiyola picked up her old clothes, then wrapped her hair. When he was about to reach for a towel, he spontaneously widened, only to realize that he forgot the towel in the clothes backpack in the next room.

"Dead me!" his gerutu yelled at his own head.

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