Healing
1. Prologues

My name is Raya, currently I am 26 years old, I work as one of the waitresses at the restaurant, in addition to serving food and serving guests who come, he said, sometimes I also get another job to deliver food if there is a delivery order.

I live in a small town that is now no less advanced than the big cities, because the times have changed, everything is done online, from grandmothers to young children all holding gadgets. All eyes can all day just be on their gadgets.

Wake up directly open the gadget, shower while listening to music from the gadget, breakfast while reading the news online, even to learn even done online.

Mobile phone companies continue to issue new and interesting features, so as not to lose from their rival products. Rich people are getting rich, because only by making obscure videos that they upload in online applications can make them earn a decent income.

Unlike me who is just a waitress, income is not much, even though work from morning until evening, I am only a graduate of Junior High School, even that is because I follow the equality of package B. I regret my youth living as I please, not listening to the advice of my parents and brothers.

All because I'm in love, actually I still doubt, whether it's love or just lust and momentary pleasure. Because as far as I know if it's love, we should fight together. Not only together when happy and happy, but should always be together either like or sorrow.

And it never happened, that there was then, she who had taken away my chastity, left me when I said I was pregnant with her child.

I was only 14 at the time, I was still a student in 9th grade. I know the man through social media, he's a handsome guy my age, lives in the next district, the son of a TNI, and his mother a midwife.

Long story short, at that time we met and were interested in each other. He is handsome, white and tall, very in accordance with the criteria of a dream man. Moreover, he is the son of a man from a respectable family. Of course I like it.

His name is Yoga, Steve Prayoga Setyawan. We went to a different Junior High, I went to a state high school, and she went to a favorite high school, where the children of the rich and respectable went to school.

My mom and dad never forbid me from dating, they realize that today's kids are forbidden to be determined. That's why when Yoga ventured into my house and introduced myself as my girlfriend, my Mom and Dad didn't bother about it.

We started dating two months ago, but it was only today that I took Yoga home and introduced her to my mom and dad.

Papaku named Tono, an online motorcycle taxi driver, and my mother Vienna, worked as one of the laborers in a textile factory. I am the first of two children, my sister Juna, Arjuna Saputra, we are only 6 years old. Juna was only 8 years old.

My parents always said, "If you want to date at home, don't go anywhere. It's not good to see the neighbors if you like to go alone".

And it was like a weapon eating master, the position of my house which was at the very edge of the line close to the stream. Making my house very strategic to bring demons between the two of us.

Every morning my father and my mother had to go for fortune-telling, my sister and I went to school, and during the day at home there was only me and my sister.

Since being introduced to Papa and Mama, Yoga so often come home after school, he was so attentive to me, even to Juna, my sister. Every time he came, Yoga always brought a hand for me and my sister, of course not much, because for sure it can be purchased from the rest of his pocket money, whether just a box of martabak, or not, or an ice cream. That alone was enough to show that he was attentive to me and my sister.

The attention that was given to me the longer it made me love her more. Until one afternoon, when Yoga came home, he always came alone, when the clock showed at 3 o'clock, Juna's schedule went to TPQ, to learn to teach.

The house was quiet, very quiet, there were only the two of us sitting on wooden chairs in the living room of my house. My father still received the ngojek order, and my mother is overtime today until 5. Strangely enough.the weather that was initially bright suddenly cloudy and rainy.

Yoga came out to put his motorbike on the terrace of my house is minimalist, of course so as not to get wet, after that he came back in and sat right next to me. Her slightly wet clothes stuck to my sleeves that intersected with her.

That afternoon was the first time I came into contact with her skin more than shaking hands. Somehow in the beginning. Yoga suddenly looked into my eyes so deeply, I was like I was bewitched by its charm. We had our first kiss in my living room.

I don't know where the urge from, I who just kissed for the first time felt very enjoying it.

At first he peeped at me very quickly, more like stealing a kiss. But I responded with a smile.

Maybe it was because I smiled as Yoga peeked at me, as if giving her the green light to do it again. Suddenly Yoga kissed me again, but this time not on my cheek, but on my lips. I flinched a little, but again I just responded with a smile and patted her thigh.

The rain was getting heavier, no one was passing by in front of my house, the atmosphere was getting quieter and darker. Yoga suddenly kissed my lips slowly. And his hand grabbed my nape for me to get closer to him.

I was hesitant at first, there was fear too if suddenly papa came home and caught what we both were doing. Suddenly there was a message coming in from papa, making me push Yoga's body a little bit away.

But nature seems to support us to continue the mistakes we are doing. I opened a message from Papa, it turns out Papa sent a message that he got passengers who had to be escorted to the station, a distance quite far, it could be an hour and a half to go home, and, and papa told me to take care of my sister Juna.

Yoga could read the messages I received from papa, because we were still sitting in a very close distance, and our arms intersected with each other.

I know he was a little disappointed because I pushed him when he grabbed me. Not that I refused, I was just worried about getting caught by my papa, and that worry had now disappeared after reading the message from papa. At least papa's still long on the road.

Yoga got back into my body and we kissed each other. I loved it, and I enjoyed our first kiss. Even though we were both teenagers, we did a French kiss that somehow, I really enjoyed it.

I didn't know where to learn from, but I could feel the movement of Yoga's hands that were slipping into my clothes.

I'm starting to worry if we can do more than just kiss. And my worries happened. Yoga embraced and guided me into the house.

She asked me where my room was, and I showed her a room with a pink door. We both went inside, and there was a scene that we should never have done. A mistake and stupidity of two teenagers who are drunk with romance.

We both had a forbidden relationship, in my room. I easily indulged his desire to watch an adult film with hot scenes like that done by a couple.

Yoga led me to practice everything we had just seen. The 15-minute video that managed to make my body temperature and body temperature Yoga instantly heat up.

For the first time I saw a hot movie scene, and did an *** relationship like the one I just saw in the video on Yoga's phone.

I was surprised when I found a red stain on my core, I was no longer holy. And it's all because of my stupidity following the desires of Yoga.

Am I sorry?, the answer is yes. But did we both catch up after doing that hot game once?, the answer was no.

Because Yoga promises to be responsible if anything happens to me. Even since that afternoon, Yoga has become more and more inviting to meet me, and more and more coming home.

Even if I never thought about the risks, I loved Yoga, and vice versa. At the time, I hadn't thought much about the future. All I know is that Yoga has promised to take responsibility no matter what happens.

One time not caught, we did it again a second time, still the same in my room. This time Yoga came to bring nothing, but he gave pocket money for Juna snacks while in TPQ later. Yoga, which knows the routine of everyone in my house, always comes at a time when no one is home.

Like an opium, every time I come, yoga asks me to do it again, and again. The two of us even did it twice in the second meeting.

I see, there have been many adult videos that Yoga downloaded on his phone. And I'm still living up to her wishes, because Yoga always asks me to prove that if I love her, then I have to obey her wishes. Desire to have a forbidden relationship.

Stupidly at that time I thought Yoga really loved me too, and would stay by my side no matter what. Like he said he always said he would be responsible if anything happened to me.