Sold For Marriage

1. Is this consider as a pedophile?

NAZRUDIN

"I will buy her"

Okay that came out wrong then I intended. The old married couple board their widen eyes through mine . The old hag -ehem- the wife, now that's much better, smoke a cig and blow the smoke in front of me that I have to stop my self from gagging in disgust. And the other ogre -well lol to that- the husband hold an empty bottle of beer. I still can't believe they still stick up with a muslim names when they don't even act like one.

What? You don't know why I'm here? I don't even know why I'm here in the first place either to be honest. Well, let me introduce myself to you ungrateful readers -no offense- my name is (beep) (beep). Ha! Ha! I tell you my name later, story's not gonna be fun that way. I am a very strong devoted muslim 21 year old hot guy and is now currently attending (beep) college that is the most riches and prestigious college in the world. -cough cough- in the country. Why I said I want to buy someone? Well let's just say some people that shares same classes with me were talking about some old married little demonic couple are selling their own daughter.

I know. How cruel.

Now don't get me wrong, my dear readers out there who doesn't care about the privacy life of fictional characters in most kind of books. -note the sarcasm- I'm just gonna buy a young woman and give her freedom. And no, for the sake of Allah, I will never do any haraam things to her. That's just like ughh Astagfirullah Al'azeem.... Just no. It is haraam. H-A-R-A-A-M. There I made myself clear. Lets continue on to the story.

The married couple in front flashed a grin at me showing their yellow dirty teeth. -So not beautiful at all- How in the world can people stand their teeth colored yellow from tar and some other icky stuffs? Not to brag, but I just love my flashy majestic beautiful pearl white teeth.

"Well that is amazing young man" the old hag -I got to stop- the wife said in amusement. "She is a virgin"

And so I scoff at that. Well, mentally scoffed.

"17 year old, so she might cost very much"

Wow greedy much? "Well that is okay, I will pay anything"

I said with full of pride and confidence. It is true, my family owns a company and lets just say -not to brag again- we are the most richest in the country. But that doesn't mean I want to spend it like those snobby rich kids who spent it with useless stuffs. No, I like to spend it for charity. I swear to Allah, if I bought some useless stuffs to home, mom will be so mad at me.

Knowing what or how her reactions will be scares me. Nothing other than your mom's glare scare you the most. Believe me, when I was 9, I played volleyball with my dad and accidentally broke the window of our house's praying room. Mom was praying Asr that time and the ball hit her. Straight. On. Her. Face. And so hell broke loose. Even when I thought about it, it just send shivers down to my spine and it will haunt me. Leaving me to always take a mental note to apologize to her again.

And now I'm stuck in a very cold winter. Yeap it's winter right here. What a snowy day today is.

"What a nice looking young man you are there mate" the husband compliment. The wife has gone inside now to take the victim.

Leaning on my Audi R-8, I chuckle at the husband's statement. "thank you sir, you're not so bad at yourself-" -gag- "-too and damn those biceps"

"well, have to work these babies out" he kissed both of his biceps.

Clearly you readers must know that was literally full of sarcasm. Yeah I know, I'm a savage but who doesn't? Everyone's got a dark side right, like your Jinn.