You are wet

Let's reepley before Nevanda's regrets and Dera and Nevanda's initial meeting begins. Give LIKE and COMMENT~

The sound of racing motorbikes, being heated up getting ready to take off starting the race in about 15 minutes. The cheerful laughter of the other motorcycle gang kids continued to fill the atmosphere which was very, very pleasant for young people who like noise.

The footsteps of a man, looking like a sugar daddy, now stopped right in front of a handsome young man, 23 old. Which suddenly blocks.

The young man is wearing a racing suit, his face is covered by a dark black racing helmet, Tb approx. 186 cm.

"What is this ridiculous thing again Alvar, where did you hide my naughty daughter!" said ferociously, CEO of Mall-Fallet Hamdan Dasaputra. Staring fiercely at the man named Alvar.

Alvar Elviano, 23 years old, heir to hotel assets, is also the head of a motorcycle gang called Zexiz. Alvar took off his helmet, showing a charmingly handsome smile even though it looked like a horse's smile to Hamdan.

"Uncle nanyeak?" replied Alvar with a relaxed smile.

"Dera! I count to 2 if you don't come out then I will report your crazy friend!" Hamdan shouted while looking around.

"Uncle there is a rule here not to make noise.. Shhh!" Alvar was clearly scoffing.

For Hamdan, a single parent for his naughty daughter who has often faced this situation, it is nothing including how often Hamdan reports Alvar.

There was no movement, only a moment of silence after the arrival of the most important person in the country. Hamdan narrowed his eyes at Alvar.

Immediately his hand called the police, the vibrating sound of the cellphone echoed.

"Which police station again?"

"Uncle always takes Alvar on visits to any police station, like a tour." said Alvar still calm.

"This time the office is very good for your boarding house Var!" said greget Hamdan.

"Haha.. Alvar is getting impatient."

A cold war engulfed the area, even though many people were there they didn't dare make the slightest sound.

"Stop Daddy." said a woman named Dera, sounding resigned, now walking toward two men.

Redianta Dera, the only daughter of Hamdan Dasaputra, the owner of Mall-Fallet, has hundreds of branches at home and abroad. Dear daughter and likes to be pampered by Hamdan.

Dera is the same age as Alvar 23 old, they have been friends since childhood. Tb Dera is around 169 cm. Known for being very temperamental but exuding charisma, beauty and grace.

Click.. Hamdan turned off the phone, it was clear that he just wanted to scare Dera so that Dera would come out of hiding.

"Come on, follow daddy!" Hamdan firmly pulled Dera's wrist.

"Father! at least let Dera fight once!"

"It's not good for women to speed around on motorbikes, daddy told you not to play with Alvar, that crazy kid!"

"From now on limit!"

Dera was pulled out, feeling his father's words interfere with Dera's wishes. Making Dera let go of his father's grip right on the side of a parked black sedan.

"Alvar is there when Dera needs someone, it's not Alvar's fault if Dera disobeys dad. It's daddy who should limit that annoying attitude!"

Hamdan couldn't argue, but still Hamdan had to take Dera away from here so that Dera's future would be more perfect. Hamdan, a father figure who loves his daughter very much, unfortunately he cannot at the same time be a mother figure who looks after and cares for the child, he can only be a father figure who earns money and is busy working.

Hamdan's secretary, understanding the meaning of Hamdan's gaze, quickly opened the door. Hamdan held Dera's head over his head making Dera look down and forcefully enter the car.

"Father!" shouted Dera.

"Don't yell at Dad!" said Hamden.

"This is coercion, actually where do you want to take Dera!"

Hamdan sighed slowly, while looking at his daughter's face which looked like a hedgehog cub being threatened.

"You are getting married.." Hamdan said briefly and clearly, immediately breaking the equator in Dera's head.

...

At around 07:00 at night, Dera sat at the VIP table of a five-star restaurant, provided luxurious facilities and could see first hand how beautiful the view of the city lights was at night.

"It's been past 10 minutes, where did Dad go?"

"Damn, bored! If there's Alvar there must be a crowd." muttered Dera.

Now Dera no longer looks like a delinquent, since Hamdan took Dera this afternoon. Dera immediately underwent body treatments, and wore dresses and high heels.

The eyes seem sharp, the nose is sharp, the chin is sharp and the cheeks are a bit chilly, the skin is so white, the hair is thick black in the style of an Oval layer along the waist. As well as the expensive Out fit that sticks to her body, it makes her look elegant and beautiful.

All the men who were in the VIP room were fascinated and women were jealous of Dera's perfection. It's just that the person being envied doesn't care and takes it for granted.

"If you run away, Alvar will be affected? Come on, Dera, even though Alvar has never been ashamed of having stayed in prison several times."

"Still, poor big man is afraid of cockroaches." Dera smiled, thinking of something other than running away to Alvar's private house.

Dera got up from his chair, he rushed to leave and left a message on the table which he wrote using pink lipstick.

"Too long." ugly-looking writing was etched on the table.

Fifteen minutes had passed since Dera ran away, he chose to walk instead of using his father's card to pay for a taxi and was finally caught.

Of course, because the children of rich people never seem to take cash directly with them.

Along the way, Dera gazed up at the sky. felt that if he saw the sky Dera was staring at the face of his mother who had died just as she gave birth to Dera.

The rain suddenly fell, wetting Dera's body choosing to take shelter under a large tree by the roadside.

"The rain only passed briefly but why is it so heavy?"

Cold and feeling hungry, the rain had almost stopped, Dera took a step and walked back to the side of the road which at that time looked deserted, only a few cars were passing at full speed.

At that moment, the white Alphard car was speeding through the puddle on Dera's left side, and Dera would definitely hit Dera when the car passed.

Crott.. Dera closed his eyes, resigned himself to the dirty water.

"Splash, just splash! Where did the water not hit?" muttered Dera feeling himself fine.

Breath that sounded out of breath, made Dera feel uncomfortable and curious at the same time. Opened his eyes and immediately got a view of a large, muscular body that was now very close to his left side.

"You.." Dera muttered looking shocked.

The back of the man's body was wet while the others looked dry, maybe this man who replaced Dera was splashed with water.

But who is this handsome man with a side view that Dera doesn't even know wants to help him?

The man frowned both eyebrows, while clearing his throat, a hucky sound in Dera's ear.

"Wet!"

"I-I mean you're wet!"

"Eh! Your back is wet."

Because he was nervous, Dera's words sounded strange, especially since they were both adults. Surely you understand what strange words Dera said.

"You are wetter! Come with me." pull the man quickly took Dera into his black sedan parked near them standing.

What kind of demon possessed Dera to make him want to get into a foreign man's car, and that man was now taking off his black coat right in front of Dera.

Remembering the wild rape news, Dera felt scared and started to make strange assumptions.

"Stop, why are you taking off your clothes! Put them on again." shouted Dera, his face flushed seeing the broad chest that was visible under the white shirt.

"Why shy?"

"You have to get used to it, because you will often see him even without clothes on." the man's rude answer made Dera even more frightened.