2. LET'S GET MARRIED

As per the address Angel had sent, Anya was now at the job offered by her friend. Feeling anxious, Anya walked among the people who were busy dancing to the high-volume music. Anya wanted to leave the place, but she was already bound by a promise from Angel who gave her one million dollars.

"Oh, this is the beauty Angel said, come here, love you, sir," said one of the men with a slightly pot-bellied belly who was sitting between two other men.

"Sorry, sir, I think I'm in the wrong place, excuse me," said Anya who was struggling to contain her fear of seeing the three men.

"Hey, you ignorant woman! I've paid a lot of money to just walk away." The man held Anya back by grabbing her shoulder and making her tremble.

"Here, beautiful. Satisfy us first and then you can go." The man's friend began to help him to enjoy Anya's body which was still covered with clothes.

"No, sir, please let me go," she said frantically. "Help! Help!" Anya, who was already crying in fear, continued to try to scream for help.

A helpless girl was seen fighting three adult men with the last of her strength. Her good intentions to earn money to buy rice so that her small family could eat were taken advantage of by her college friend by selling herself to men.

"Please let go, sir, I beg you."

"It's okay, we'll let you go after tasting this beautiful body." The hand of one of the men caressed Anya's cubby cheeks which were already wet with her tears.

"Don't touch me, sir."

"We paid a lot of money to get a virgin girl like you, so it's our right to enjoy your body."

"Mercy, sir, I'll give you back the money too."

"One million! Just so you know, we already gave fifteen million to Angel and there will be an additional payment if you can satisfy the three of us."

Already broken, Anya's heart now shattered into a million pieces when she heard that Angel had deceived her for the second time in a row. First, she had been sold to a man. Secondly, her money was also taken. At this moment Anya felt very stupid.

"Please, whoever helps me. PLEASE, PLEASE!"

"You can scream for help all you want because no one will care and help you."

Of course, Anya didn't care what the men said, while continuing to try to fight the man, Anya continued to scream for help hoping that someone would be willing to help her. Many of the bar patrons had seen what happened to Anya, but none of them cared and wanted to help.

Crack!

The men targeting the woman's intimate parts began to rip off the clothes Anya was wearing, making the empress cry even more and resign herself to her situation. Maybe this was her destiny.

"I'll go first, Bro," the slightly pot-bellied man asked his two friends for permission to be the first to feel Anya's body. His first target was Anya's luscious lips.

When she saw that he was going to take her virginity, Anya immediately closed her eyes, unable to see what was going to happen, and could only shed tears.

Bam!

Anya didn't feel any attack, instead, she heard the sound of blow after blow. Curious, she finally dared to open her eyes. The girl's pupils opened wide when she saw who the man was who helped her at such a crucial time.

Still the same as before, those who saw Anya being harassed remained mere spectators, without helping the man who was doing her a favor. When Anya wanted to help him, he told her not to and asked her to keep quiet.

"You just stay there!" the man ordered, refocusing on beating the three men in front of him.

"Yes, sir."

"Wake up crazy man, you don't know who you're dealing with."

Bugh!

"Shut up, you don't have to talk so much! Old, ugly, still dare to bother young women," said Anya's helper, which made the girl admire him even more.

"You're the one who needs to stay out of our business! Just so you know, we paid a lot of money for that slut."

Without saying anything, Anya's helper threw his watch at the pot-bellied man who had almost taken Anya's virginity.

"There, for your money. Don't worry, it's an original limited edition watch. I'll make sure it's worth more than the money you spent to buy that girl."

With a swift movement, the man pulled Anya out of the venue across the line of patrons who could only watch without help.

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Anya could only stand still with her eyes looking at the night in the capital city of this beloved country, even though her mind was busy thinking about Angel's actions. The girl was also thinking about how she could replace her savior's watch.

"Thank you, sir, for helping me," Anya said sincerely while looking at the handsome man who was focused on driving.

"Hemm," the man responded briefly.

"I'll replace your watch, but I'd like to ask for your leniency, sir, because your watch must be very expensive. So, I will pay in installments, is that okay, sir?" Anya asked. She hoped that the man she secretly admired would be kind enough to grant her some leniency.

"Unfortunately I don't have time to take care of your installments, which means you have to pay for my watch in cash without installments," the man replied without turning his head, let alone looking at Anya.

"That means you didn't help me with a sincere heart, right sir?"

"It's not useless that you got the scholarship, because you're really smart. So, I don't need to explain again that there is no such thing as free in this world, including my help earlier."

Unwilling to look at the handsome face of the lecturer who had helped her, Anya chose to look down and speak nicely to the lecturer.

"I can understand your thinking, but I beg you to please provide some relief for this poor student, sir. I can only rely on scholarships to study. I'm just the daughter of an itinerant vegetable and cake seller from stall to stall, sir, how could I possibly have the money to replace your watch, which I'm sure is very expensive."

"You're so poor that you're willing to sell yourself to a masher."

"I never sold myself, sir. What you saw earlier was not what you think because I was framed, sir."

"I don't want to know the reason behind the whole incident. What is clear is that I have to inform the college and your parents about the incident because your behavior can tarnish the good name of our college and also the good name of your parents."

Hearing the threat from the man who was her lecturer, of course, made Anya confused and afraid.

"Mr. Dimas, I beg you not to tell the incident to the campus and my parents."

"No way, how could I let a student like you tarnish the good name of our university? As a lecturer who teaches you, I am ashamed to have students like you who are willing to sell themselves for money."

Ya Allah, how low am I in the eyes of people? Anya asked the Creator, in her heart.

"I never sold myself, sir, I was framed."

"I don't believe it."

"I'll do anything as long as you don't tell the college and my parents about what happened," said Anya, who no longer knew how to get the lecturer to shut up because she didn't want to drop out and disappoint her parents.

"Are you sure you want to do whatever I ask?" asked Dimas, who had pulled the car over and was looking at Anya seriously.

"Yes, sir, as long as you can keep the incident a secret."

"Take it easy, I'll keep your secret safe, but of course there are conditions."

"What are the conditions, sir?" asked Anya curiously.

"The condition is that you marry me," the young lecturer replied casually.

"WHAT?"

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