Grasping the Miss (A Waiting)
Blood splattered on the surface of the bed sheet

In a room shaded with ashes, and under a dim spotlight of a sleeping lamp, a beautiful girl sobbed. Yes, tonight was an ill-fated night for her, as her chastity had been snatched away by her former fiance. He tried to hold himself, withstanding the pain he felt, his body felt very crumpled and his groin area felt very painful and sore. Smothering his sobbing mouth, his tears flowed so profusely. His eyes glanced at Jeff at a glance, the man fell asleep, after he finished his body. With trembling legs, he set his foot on the cold marble floor.

Grab her clothes on the floor, and immediately put them on. He immediately left the room with limped footsteps. Resisting pain in the groin area.

In the morning, Jeff began to open his eyes and stretch his muscles. Ah, last night he slept very well not as usual. He stood himself, and was surprised when he was innocent without a thread.

He massaged his temple, his head still felt throbbing pain. And try to remember what happened last night. He felt a pleasure that he had never felt in his life. And suddenly flinched in shock when recalling everything.

He immediately flicked his blanket, and there were patches of dried blood on the surface of the ash-colored bed sheet. His heart beat unruffled and his eyes condensed, his hands outstretched to touch the blood patch.

"I'm not what you're accusing me of!!"

"Jeff, please stop."

"Do as you please, Jeff. Do what you want, and never regret it."

Safira's voice pleading with him continued to spin in his memory. Guilt and regret crept up into his chest. Sapphira was still holy, and with her depravity she robbed him of that holiness.

Jeff was like the most disgusting human being in this world, he was already like a red devil. However, one thing that becomes the question is, if he who took away the sanctity of Sapphira. Then who is the woman in the hotel and make love to her rival?

He immediately got out of bed, walked to the bathroom, to clean himself up. He has to figure this out!

Safira is under shower shower shower. His face was very pale, his eyes were blank. The cold shower she no longer felt. He felt his body was very dirty and tried to clean it, he felt disgusted to himself.

"Fir!" the mother screamed at the door from outside her room. Safira wept softly under the shower. Guilt for both parents, for not being able to take care of him.

"Fadaei Safira!! If you don't get up soon, I'll break down your room door!" raya's scream sounded very upset.

Sapphira immediately got up, grabbed the towel hanging in the bathroom, then wrapped it around her body. Get out of the bathroom like a living corpse.

"Safira!!!"

"Yes, Mommy!" sahut Safira with lethargy. He immediately walked into the dressing room and got dressed.

Polishing her face with a thin powder, and wearing blood-red lipstick to disguise her pale face.

He came out of the room lethargic, and had no passion for life anymore. What did he expect again? He is no longer holy, and is there still a man who wants to marry him?

Why did all this have to happen to him? God, what was wrong and what great sin did he commit all this time?

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