After Promiscuity
HELP

Andy went home by the city bus, his part-time job was only to deliver Barra to the office, after which he went home to continue his studies.

The man stood waiting for an empty bench. At the next stop, there were some people who came down. Andy quickly took the seat. But the chair was sat by a woman dressed in formal attire, skirt over the knee with a black blazer that was not fastened. Inside it is not a shirt but rather looks more like a kemben of cloth showing a prominent hemisphere.

Andy was forced to stand again near the chair the woman occupied.

"I'm sorry, Lady's first" said the woman with a forced smile.

"Yes" Andy replied.

City buses that are already overcrowded and full capacity continue to pick up passengers with impromptu brakes that often make standing passengers wobble into other passengers.

It is usually used by pickpockets. Andy always chained his wallet to be safe. While the woman who grabbed the bench Andy instead showed off some jewelry.

You can put the brakes back on because there are some passengers who get off. Andy gets to the side and bumps into a woman in formal yet sexy clothes. There was a sewing hand squeezing his chest. And the woman accused Andy.

"Hey brash Lo ya, Lo hold-hold my chest," the woman scolded

"Yee who you also hold, besides that wear sexy clothes do not see what the passengers of the bus bejibun gini. Disodorin is the right thing to brush," Andy defended himself and blamed the woman for the way she dressed.

"It's the most Lo who..had my necklace, woy jambret Lo yes," cried the woman to invite the attention of passengers. One of them defended the woman.

"Who snapped, who!" ask the tattooed man sitting across.

"She's here, take my necklace," pointed the woman out for accusing Andy.

The tattooed man with long hair immediately pulled Andy's collar.

"Gue don't take it," I'm Andy

"Where there is maling ngaku, it has been a tonjok aja maling," exclaimed the mothers who also ignited emotions.

Finally the man punched Andy until his nose pulled out a thick red liquid.

"Check I didn't take it" said Andy

The conductor who had just approached him because he was blocked by other passengers, injured them all.

"Stop stop don't be a vigilante. Let's check this out,"

The bus stops briefly because Andy has to be checked but nil. He didn't take anything. While there were passengers descending silently, it was that who took the necklace belonging to the black-blazed woman. The snatch escaped too.

"If you're not Lo who took it," the woman asked

"It seems to have run away because someone came down. Maybe it was him" said one of the girls in pank clothes.

"Yee has escaped as well. huuu" said another passenger.

"Report aja police," exclaimed the tattooed man.

"Trus my face how have Lo tonjok," Andy was angry with the tattooed man

"Hehe sorry ye, ask for money to treat aje ma tu girl," The man in question sat back down

The bus returned after stopping for a few minutes.

"It's all because of Lo, the accusation,"

"Iye iye sorry," the woman sat back down and looked down awkwardly.

At the next bus stop, Andy got off followed by a woman in blazer.

"Hey wait!"

Andy looked around while turning around. The woman is seen running small and making her front incantation. Andy was misfocused for noticing that part.

"It's money for treatment, sorry I'm from nudu. Abis Lo's closest there anyway,"

"Gue doesn't need your money, Lo,"

"Select not to jaim Lo," said the woman

"Gue needs Lo's phone number, same name as Lo,"

"Okay, do what! Males I ladenin boy,"

"If at any time the nerves in my nose are damaged, I can ask Lo to make a responsibility," said Andy while proffering his phone.

Just mode, actually he wants to get to know the woman.

"Now my number, I took the money again. Bye..," the woman walks past Andy. Her long hair was scattered waving in the wind, touching Andy's face.

"It smells like her hair" murmured Andy.

He saw the name and number that the woman had stored on her phone.

"Hera... A good name" he said with a smile.

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That afternoon he stopped by one of the food stalls on the side of the road. For a long time she had not eaten in a small shop, during her marriage to Mas Firman, her recently deceased husband. Hera always eats in expensive and tasty restaurants.

"What do you want to eat?" ask the older mothers.

"Nasi betawi aje nyak sit same iced tea yes," replied Hera after seeing the menu attached to the wall.

The seller immediately made Hera's order.

Several pairs of male eyes next to him saw Hera and blatantly peeked at something protruding in the front.

"What do you want," said Hera with a glance

The man smiled flirtatiously and even played an eye. Hera moved away from him by shifting her seat on the chair. Then he hooked his Blazer button

Graduates of Business Management cook so OG who really ajaya jaya! I've really been looking for work. Arghh, Inner Hera

His order came, Hera immediately ate her food quickly out of fear of the two men constantly looking at her with a meesum look.

After it ran out, Hera paid for it and immediately left the stall. The feeling is getting worse.

He walked quickly, approached the taxi driver who hung out near the stall while playing games on his cellphone

"Bang ojek bang..," said Hera.

"I'm not an ojek neng, sorry," said the man then played his phone again.

Hera looked from the motor rearview of the young man, sure enough. Two men in the shop were following him. Hera continues to walk in the crowd while waiting for a bus or public vehicle to arrive.

Along the sidewalk there was no public vehicle that passed until from a distance he saw a stop.

Good, the stop must be crowded so the man does not dare to be careless.inner Hera

But apparently the stop was quiet there were only two people there.

Hera sat in the middle of the mothers who had sat first, but as soon as the two big-bodied men sat down, the mothers stood away.

Hera also stood up and stayed away from them, but one of them patted her butt

Plaques

Hera did not dare to slap or hit him, she could only glare.

"Bad!" said Hera

"Haha, don't be fierce dong neng" said the person who patted his butt.

"This is sitting with us," asked the one man while grabbing Hera's hand and pulling her roughly.

"Please!" yelled Hera trying to let go of the man's grasp.

While the mothers there are just watching and afraid to deal. They knew the two men were thugs.

"Mom help me Mom,"

"Heh let him go, if I ga yelled this," said one of the mothers who was waiting for the bus. Finally he defended Hera as well despite being a little scared.

"Before Lo screams, I'll scratch Lo first," the man who patted Hera's butt pulled out a penknife and opened it.

The tip of the knife looks shiny and very sharp. The mother immediately went away so scared.

Then the two men brought Hera by carrying her on the shoulder. Like lifting rice.

Hera thrashed and shouted, but she was threatened if Hera screamed, they would not hesitate to tear her beautiful face. Hera was terrified instantly speechless with resignation.

The two thugs took Hera under a bridge that the people did not cross. Under the bridge has changed the function of being a place to stop for thugs or hangout for young people at night. If it is morning till evening the place is deserted.

Hera dropped on the paving floor, he immediately looked for an opportunity to escape but the thug immediately scratched his arm with a folding knife.

Sreeetch

"Arghh," cried Hera, the sharp object scratched a long slightly bloody but not deep.

"Ck ck ck, recalcitrant lo, scratches. If Lo try to escape again, the cave will make the wound deeper

Hera retreated her steps, inevitably she had to obey the wishes of the thug.

His hands and feet were tied. His mouth is also slapped. The thug began to prank Hera, by opening the blazer hook that covered her chest.

"Wow big cuuk," said one of them.

Both of them looked at Hera with a fierce and passionate gaze, his tongue sticking out like a thirsty wolf.