Forced to Marry a Woman Night
Veronica and Denzo

In a place known as the night heaven. A beautiful woman named Veronika or commonly called Veren. The beautiful woman who works as a comfort woman is an orphan. His tall slim body and perfection of his body could not be doubted. Many striped men try to buy his time or make him a mistress, even several times he has been proposed by rich businessmen. But unfortunately, the woman's free soul cannot be bought with money alone. There must be so many people who are confused. Why are so many men waiting to get it. Yes, she is a night woman who is not easy to get. The transaction with that beautiful woman was very closed. There have even been a lot of men who find out about his past just to get sympathy from Veren. But again, Veren is a free woman who will not be able to be bridled or threatened.

" Hi, Veren. Do you have any guests tonight? " Task a young man who used to come to the place.

Veren smiled and put down the glass of alcohol that he had just eaten. In his eyes a handsome man who almost every night comes to heaven night. (Heaven of the night is the name of a place with nightclubs, and also the place where the workers *3** peddle themselves.)

" You know, I'll stay here too even if I don't serve guests. " Veren raised his finger and plucked his fingers to code the bartender if he wanted one more glass of alcohol.

The man smiled at how graceful and formidable a Veren was. Even with just one move, he looked so cool.

" Veren can you give me your time tonight? " The man stared with a pleading and hopeful look.

Veren smiled back. He looked back at the man sitting next to him. His hand lifted and then rubbed the smooth cheek of the man.

" I don't want to, honey. I have no intention of having sex. After all, I wouldn't be satisfied if just a matter of minutes was done. " Veren smiled then returned to his starting position by holding a glass of alcohol that stayed half in his glass.

Hearing Veren's statement, the man of course felt provoked to show how great he was in bed.

" Veren, I can satisfy you. I promise you won't be disappointed by me. "

Veren chuckled without looking at the man. He was busy picking up a cigarette and lighting a lighter to burn the tip of his cigarette.

" I am a worker*3**. How can you satisfy me. You're a really funny guy. "

" Veren, can you give me your time? i beg. "

" no. Find another girl. " Veren put out his cigarette and started to leave the man.

" Wait, Veren. " The man grabbed Veren's arm to hold off Veren's footsteps that were about to move away from him.

" Tell me what I have to do to give you one night for me. "

Veren smiled coldly then turned his body to look at the man.

" Can't. You won't be able to give me what I want. Because you, that's not the guy. " Veren let go of the man's hands and went away leaving the man who was now staring at his back with a confused look.

Veren slowly took off his shoes and walked to his tiptoe into the house.

" Mommy! "

A seven-year-old boy ran towards her. His little hands hugged Veren's waist tightly with eyes filled with tears. His lips trembled with the sound of weeping that faltered from being held back by her.

Veren took a deep breath and dropped his shoes on the floor. In his grasp two hands that embrace his waist and then align his height.

" What's up Denzo? why are you crying? " Veren wipes his son's tears with his lentic fingers. He smiled gently and attentively at his every treatment of his only son.

" Mom, today my friends at school are mocking me again. They call me an illegitimate child. They also took mom. None of them want to be friends with me. " Denzo came back hiccuping because his crying still could not stop him just like that.

Veren let out a rough breath as he hugged his son's body tightly. Verily, he also had no heart with all that befell his son. But how else, events in the past made him have to live all this with tears. The seven-year-old who should be busy studying and playing with his friends, became his friends months. After school, Denzo never went to play. As a result, Denzo only spent his time studying and studying.

" Denzo, how about we just move house? we find a new school for you, we live in a new neighborhood. I promise, I won't let anyone insult you again. "

Denzo wiped his tears. His eyes fixed staring at the brown eyeballs owned by his mother. A moment he thought again, it turned out that his actions this time made his mother waver. Though from a long time ago, his mother did not want to leave the house full of memories of her parents.

" Mom, I'm sorry. I didn't force Mom to leave this house. " Denzo bowed bitterly. Yes, the seven-year-old became so mature because of the conditions that urged him to become more mature than his age. Life without a Father, plus the absence of Grandma and Grandpa again, inevitably he must be able to rely on himself because he does not want to add burden to his mother.

Veren cupped Denzo's handsome face and smiled. In his peckery his forehead and both cheeks Denzo alternately lovingly.

" Dear, I'm not comfortable living here either. After all, our residence later is a place of strict guard. There will be no more people who will judge you and Mom. "

Denzo slowly changed his facial expression. She smiled and hugged her mother. She does not understand what her mother's job is, but all she knows is, her mother is the kindest and most loving of her.

" Mom, when I grow up, I won't let you work late into the night like this again. I'm going to be a successful person so I can make you proud of me. "

Veren kissed his son's shoulder because he felt so moved.

Denzo, before you grow up, I wish I could find that guy and avenge all he's done.

Seriate