King Haider
Unprepared

The sun was already spreading its light up there, when the two eyelids of a man were wide open. Wiggling, stretching his muscles, as well as the massage of his head that still feels dizzy, the effect of drunkenness last night.

The man sat down and leaned back on the headboard . His body stiffened, both eyes narrowed, surprised by his innocent state. His net surrounds around, ensuring his existence.

The place is like no stranger. Then a flash of shadow last night was embedded in his brain. "****!!!" growling annoyed. Quickly looking for his clothes, but his body again nailed to see blood spots on the bed sheet of cartoon hello kitty character.

Drunk, waking up late, finding dried blood spots, making King can deduce what happened last night. King shook his head to remember what he had done. Can only vaguely remember, unable to remember clearly. But for sure, he had already desecrated a girl.

"Cilyaaaa.." Guilt filled the man's heart. With a huff King put his clothes back on. Get out of the room to find Cilya. "Acil.. Cil.. Cilyaaaa.." but nil, the girl he called out did not exist.

King bowed, rubbing his face violently. Confused what to do. "Damn it!" how should he handle this matter? there was not the slightest intention of ruining the honor of the girl who had accommodated him willingly. Not interested either!

The illicit drink that has blinded his eyes, heart and mind. Forgetting his consciousness. Now he regretted, having vented his anger and disappointment by drinking alcoholic beverages. And it ends with deep regret. If time could be repeated, he chose not to visit the club that night.

King was sitting limp on the sofa, resting his head with both palms, seemed to want to break in the face of problems like this.

Should she be responsible for how to marry him? but King does not love Cilya and again the girl is neither the type nor the woman of his dreams. Cilya is far from its criteria.

"Aarrgggghhhh.." yelling loudly was useless. Everything has happened. To calm his mind, King chose to flutter all over his body with cold water.

At full speed King drove his bike, went to meet Ali. King was upset with his friend, why leave him alone when drunk. Ali should have accompanied him.

Ahh.. really King is just looking for an outlet of his anger alone.obviously he is the guilty one! ask Ali to accompany him to the nightclub. The man was just confused to face the next situation.

"Brengseeekkk.." went into Novita's office, coinciding with Ali going out for lunch. King immediately charged at Ali with a great blow.

Ali was surprised, his body was not ready to fend off the blows of his best friend who came suddenly. "Jinjigjig!!" rubbing the corner of his bloody lips.

The workers who watched it were shocked. And some of the approaching security forces wanted to keep King away from Ali.

"Diem you on!" threatening King with a stern look at the security who was about to block him.

"Kamprett you! what are you suddenly non-jok me! basic bangkee!" sumpat Ali while replying to King's punch.

"Ehh!" ali's punch means nothing to King. "I was alone in the apartment!" King also hit again. But Ali can fend off this time.

"That you're a virgin I'm waiting for! you were possessed what exactly!" Ali was still wondering why King was suddenly angry with him. There was no wind, no rain, came suddenly and dealt a blow to him.

"The thing is I'm trying to fend off people because of you! bangsatts! yangy! why do you stay in my own dog!"

Ali was shocked to hear King's confession. "You mean what's nyet?" the hit still happens. They both became spectacle materials.

"Don't belaga bego you!"

"Njirrr lu merkosa Cilya???" his brain quickly picked up the signal.

"Bacooott!"

Brug! Ali fell to take a blow from King. So surprised to hear King had raped Cilya, unable to withstand a blow from King.

"Sue!" his face is battered. Can't fight King anymore. "Stop Key. I'm bright." Ali raised both of his hands. "We're good talkers."

King was lying on the grass on the sidewalk. No matter the people and vehicles passing by. The shadow from the shade tree helped him to stare at the sky during the day.

Ali approached, lying down next to King but a little further away. "Sorry!" said Ali. Although it is not entirely his fault. "Semalem, let me send you a spit-cheap home." Ali took a moment. "Gue thinks the Guilla has not returned here. You know that I'm going into your room, I'm the key." he regretted. King quietly listened.

"How is Cilya doing?" tanya Ali was worried about the poor girl.

"Key.." exclaimed Ali because King was silent.

"Hem." muttered Key.

"Where's Cilya? not traumatized, right? you're not playing rough, are you?" his insistence.

"Do not know!" one answer represents all of Ali's questions.

Ali grunting. "Lu's gotta be Key's responsibility."

"Hem."

Ali. "Hem what does that mean? agree on responsibility, right?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Ali breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank God." then Ali chuckled. "No need for a bet turns out to be for you to marry Cilya."

"Do you have to marry if you want responsibility? is there no other way?" ask King.

"Did?" Ali swigging. "Bahlul!" Ali punched King in the shoulder. "What are you not married to? don't tell me you have a sneaky idea! crazy lu Key. This is no joke! Cilya the innocent chick you nodai. If you're not married, who else will? if there is, kasian ntar. Will be in the torment of his mind lakinya."

"Lu really nationattt if it's like that." exclaimed Ali. "Bedain Key, if it has been dol no problem.is this you who broke down first! Loser!" its spray.

King could not say, the man repeatedly rubbed his face violently.

"Now where is Cilya?" ask Ali. King shakes.

"See there! afraid to do something."

"Gue's not ready to see her yet."

"Nunbattt is you!" Ali stood up, then left King. The man was quite worried about the condition of the girl who had been perkossa by his best friend, it was certain that Cilya would be traumatized by the incident. Afraid something bad happened with Cilya, Ali intends to look for her.

"Beb, where are you going? why your face?" Novita panicked to see her husband with a bruised sweat face. The woman had just arrived, not knowing what happened a few minutes ago in her office.

"I'm not papa. There's only a little problem."

"What about papa? blue people like this. Who dares to hit you?" tanyakanya.

"Later I'll clear. But I'm in a hurry." Ali hurried away. No matter what Novita keeps asking what happened.

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