
“Good morning, Mr Rangga!” secretary Yan. DN Company, a company engaged in the field of medicine is now led by Samudra Rangga Donulai.
Sam accidentally changed his nickname, let people know him by the name of Rangga in this Country, a country full of wounds for him.
“Good morning! Gather the company officials and staff in the meeting room, I will hold an introductory meeting this morning.” Sam said give an order for the first time.
“Good Sir!”
Sam entered his room, two days ago this place was occupied by one of the Donulai confidants, and now Sam must continue the leadership on the orders of Mr. Donulai.
“I didn't expect, my fate could change!” Sam shook his head slowly.
Sam reminisced about this city again, wanting to feel like he went to his old house, to meet his Mother and Father who must be very longing at this time.
After that day, Sam was completely lost to the earth.
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“I won't be home tonight!” said Ayaz, telling Yaren who is currently stirring soup as their lunch menu.
“Ayaz!”
“I have no other choice Yaren, and you, don't ever intend to leave this house again, you won't know the way out of this forest, and I won't be able to help you if something happens to you.”
“Ayaz, can I come with you?” asked Yaren, in addition to being afraid to stay, other things also Yaren hopes to get away from this forest and then escape from the clutches of Ayaz.
Ayaz smiled faintly, “You think I don't know what your plan is?”
Yaren was silent, actually what kind of creature was she facing, how could Ayaz know of her intentions?
“This, if night falls, you can press this to turn on the lights, you must obey because you promised!” Ayaz smiled smirk.
“But, won't something happen to me?” ask Yaren.
“For example?” ask back Ayaz.
“Will no one visit here as long as you are gone? How long haven't you been home?”
“If anyone knocks on the door, be it night or day, never open it! Because it's definitely not me.”
“I can open this house door myself even if you lock it.”
“Maybe I will be gone about two or three days, if you want to cook please, all the groceries are available in storage, as long as you do not just burn my house!” syaz told Yaren who did not know how to cook.
“Iya!” yaren is lethargic.
“Heh, I haven't even left this house but your face is already grim so. I'll teach you a lesson first!” Ayaz.
Then the man pulled Yaren's hand rough, taking her to the room.
“Ayaz...” Yaren shouted as she tried to release her hand.
“Shutttt, if I say you will obey, then you must obey.” Ayaz said, the man brought his mouth closer to Yaren's ears, exhaling there, making Yaren's body crumble, frightened, and immediately so tense.
“I want you!” Ayaz Pinta.
“No, don't do!” reject Yaren, subtle yet gesture of supplication.
“Speedly or slowly, everything will happen, then what's the difference?”
Ayaz throws Yaren's body into the bed, Yaren retreats to escape.
“Ayaz, this is wrong!” lirih Yaren's.
Ayaz begins to catch Yaren's leg, pulls it and begins to huddle the woman's body. Closer his face until their eyes were engaged. The savage gaze that Ayaz gave off was different from that of Yaren who looked at Ayaz as if it was very pitiful, the woman still hoped that Ayaz would forgive her.
“I don't like to be denied!” said Ayaz coldly.
The man mercilessly began to try to kiss Yaren, not caring even though Yaren was so very persistent in rejecting her.
“Plak!” once again a slap, Yaren cried because of Ayaz's harsh treatment of her.
“I told you according, I said you should obey then you do, no matter you like it or not, you want it or not, you... Arrgghh!” erang Ayaz who was feeling very dissatisfied.
Why can't he do it with Yaren, why can't he continue when Yaren acts against him, why by looking into Yaren's eyes he can be so upset with himself, who can do nothing but stop the imposition.
Ayaz wanted Yaren to agree to have sex with him. Without coercion, even though Yaren did not want to, but at least Yaren was willing.
“You...” Og Yaren. “I beg you not to do Ayaz, marry first!” Yaren still rubbed her red cheeks as she said that.
“What care?” yelled Ayaz right in front of Yaren. Ayaz really wanted to vent his frustration.
“Ayaz, I know you still have compassion, I know in your heart you still have compassion, I beg Ayaz.”
“Stupid!”
Ayaz could not stand it anymore, the man attacked Yaren again, hoping that this time his desire could be fulfilled even if it had to be by force.
Ayaz unbuttoned Yaren's shirt, saw the challenging twin, and Ayaz immediately enjoyed it with great joy.
“Hiks hiks,” Yaren does not stop crying, “Do Ayaz, do as you please, treat me like a pela*ur, there really is nothing more precious in me, he said, whether after this you want to kill me please, do me like jal*ng.” lirih Yaren voiced, in the middle of Ayaz who so enjoyed his twin mountains.
Ayaz stopped, seeing Yaren's tears spilling so profusely, making her unable to continue her work.
Why is it always this way, why can't I always see her crying, what's the matter?
He's my bitch, it's not my fault I treated him that way, then why can't I do it?
Ayaz flung Yaren's body, the man got up to sit leaning on the head of the bed. Looking at Yaren who was trying to fix her clothes, covered her innocent body with a blanket. The tears had not yet dried up, and Ayaz soon became claustrophobic at the sight of what seemed to be a very sad sight.
“You go! Clean yourself!” Ayaz Pinta.
Yaren said she quickly left Ayaz, unwilling for Ayaz to change her mind and exert more coercion against her.
“Arrggghhhh!” erang Ayaz again, the man shouted like an idolatrous person, why Yaren rejected him, so important is a status to invite Yaren to relate.
“Yaren damn, basic jal*ng!” objurgation.
While in the bathroom, Yaren could hear the screams of Ayaz swearing at her. It really makes Yaren's heart grievously sliced.
What's my fault Ayaz? I just don't want us to do it, I wish we could get married, even if there's no love, even if we're just friends in bed, but at least I have a reason to do it with you.
Yaren cleansed her body, wiping away the remains of Ayaz's mouth that touched her body, with a bitter cry at the thought of how despicable she was to Ayaz.
“Ma, Yaren miss!” softly, closing his eyes to imagine the Mother who had calmed down in Heaven, would his Mother there cry when she saw him suffering like this?
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