La Hora
LH - 18 - Revenge

-◈ Raihan Alfarizi ◈-

After returning from the Mahali residence, I went straight home. Not my house, it's the home of one of my servants, Riska.

It was only a few moments that I stayed there to cover my identity. Her husband sister Riska works as a bodyguard in my house, ah. Now that she works at Mahali's house on my orders to keep an eye on them, she is Garry's bang.

Yeah, all this time I've known anything about them. I know, it's rude, but it's for my mission.

I know, Shica is allergic to sunlight, I also know, that Shica has a wild imagination, I know everything about Shica.

That time Shica didn't tell me her home address. He asked me to go around and stop at the bus terminal, but by then I knew where his house was.

Just one that I don't know for sure, how does he feel?

The great master Mahali said, Shica likes to lie, which I see, she can't lie to me.

I like to see the expression on someone's face when talking, and I'll know, which one is lying and which one is honest.

Maybe, you think that I'm lying, but believe me. There are also people like me, in addition to people who are experts in the field of course.

I parked my bike in front of the house. The red sports car stopped in front. Bang Garry got out of the car. He came up to me and gave me the keys.

"Wouldn't Ridan Mahali be suspicious?" I asked while receiving the key from him.

"No, Sir."

I nodded, "Thank you."

I got into my car and left the house.

My full name is Raihan Al-Farizi Al-Hariz Abdurrachman. My mom and dad have been gone since I was in school. They died in a car accident. That's what got me into the Januaar gang.

Children who do not get the attention of parents.

There's actually another reason why I got into that fucking gang. I like a girl, her name is Rayaa.

Rayaa is her older sister Januaar, who is the head of the gang. I want to get to Rayaa, even though she always rejects me. I approached Januaar to approach Rayaa as well.

However, until now Rayaa did not like me. I don't know what my flaws are in his eyes.

He prefers Regar, the son of the Mahali family.

Problems have arisen since Rayaa expressed her feelings for Regar, and those problems still continue today.

I arrived at my father's mansion. The bodyguards lined up to welcome my arrival. They bowed when I got out of the car.

Tomorrow is Sunday, I can relax.

I entered the bathroom and took off all my clothes, plastered in my burly body from the mirror reflection. What else can a man be proud of besides his body?

It takes exercise and a strict diet to have a body like this.

I saw my face staring intently at the mirror, yeah, I did look scary when staring like this.

It is only fitting that Miss Mahali be frightened by this expression of mine.

When my lips curled, my face looked more friendly and handsome.

You have to love me, Shica. This is for Rayaa. I'm doing this only for Rayaa, the girl I love.

I don't love Shica, I just pretend to like her. And it seems like he loves me so easily.

She's such an innocent girl who can just trust me.

That makes it easy for me, doesn't it?

As beautiful as Shica Mahali is, I will never love her.

After taking a shower, I immediately threw my body into the bed. I feel tired today. I spent all my energy on acting.

My phone rang, there was a notification from Shica apparently.

There is PR Chemistry, don't forget and don't miss Monday. 😆

For some reason, I would love to smile reading a chat from her while imagining that innocent face.

Yes, I will do it tomorrow. 😅

Tomorrow then? PR is a lot. You will forget. 😢😢

I won't forget, Shica. In 11th grade at Parameswara High School, I studied this chapter.

Yes, Shica. 😉😊

There was no reply from Shica, maybe she was already asleep at this hour.

I'm saving my phone to the nightstand. My pinkie who had a scar accidentally touched the end of the nightstand.

"Aw!" Although this wound had been dry for a long time, it was still painful.

I remembered Rayaa, I decided to call Januaar at this curfew.

"What's up, Raihan? You okay?" Januaar's voice from across there.

"Yes, I just wanted to ask you about Rayaa." I got up to sit down.

"So you're asleep, I'll tell him tomorrow, if you call."

I immediately replied, "No need, tomorrow I will come to your house."

"All right."

Silent.

"Why did you choose to quit the gang?"

"For the sake of Rayaa, I must cover all my identity to destroy that Mahali child," I replied with clenched arms.

"I wonder why she can't open her heart to a nice guy like you. Why would he even like a jerk like Regar Mahali?" Ask Januaar.

From his tone of speech, he seemed to be so furious. I didn't respond, because I didn't know the answer either.

"If there's anything, tell me. Don't be like that time."

"For what? I'm not your member anymore" I said.

"You're my sister-in-law's candidate, right?"

I grieved, "Rayaa doesn't love me, stupid!"

"For a long time he will love you. You just need to be a little patient."

"It's okay if he doesn't like me, but I'll still do what he wants" I'm sure.

"I believe you."

I ended the call between us.

I returned to my body. All the memories of 3 years ago are still stored clearly in my mind.

Januaar threw the photos in front of the table. When viewed one by one, it turns out a photo of a beautiful girl with a typical European face.

"He's Shica Mahali, Regar's sister, pretty, isn't he?" Ask Januaar. I looked at the dreamy Rayaa. Even though he wasn't listening to our conversation, I'm sure he could hear it a little.

"It turns out the jerk had a younger sister who was a teenager the same age as me.. Did he not think of his sister when it came to hurting another girl?" Furious Januaar.

I don't intend to respond. At that time, Januaar's position was the head of the gang. Even though I am older than him, I must appreciate it.

Rayaa got up and walked over to me. He cupped my face and looked at me intensely.

"You love me, don't you?" Ask.

Of course, I nodded.

"Do what Regar has done to me. You have to do it to this girl. Give him the same suffering as me. I want Regar to feel what my sister and I feel," said Raya.

I was quite surprised to hear that. Why would I do that?

"I know, you've never done it before, isn't this an advantage for you too? Doing first time with a virgin girl. I'm sure, Regar and Rama take good care of their little brother, even though the two damn guys like to fuck girls haphazardly" Januaar said.

"Why should I do it? Why don't you just?" I asked Januaar.

"I don't want to touch that girl, I hate her." Januaar clenched his hands furiously.

"If I take revenge on Rear, it won't make that damn man aware, he needs to be taught a lesson by his loved ones."

I need to think about it first. I have to think about it carefully.

"How's it?" Ask Januaar.

"First I have to get out of this gang."

Hearing my answer, Januaar looked shocked. I looked at the photos of Shica.

"I'll take care of the others."

The photos are still there for me today. I am seeing him now too.

Shica was indeed beautiful, but Rayaa was much more beautiful than her. But, there was something that made it look more attractive than Rayaa.

People say, virgin girls will look more charming and charming than women who are not virgins.

I don't know, I don't understand, how can that be a benchmark?

I've never done it with women, so I don't know either.

I saw pictures of Shica in my hand. My eyes were heavy, the sleepiness began to strike, and I fell asleep.

I saw Shica closing her eyes tightly, her head looking up while biting the bottom of her lips.

It seemed that he was enduring an incredible pain.

I was surprised when I realized I was on it and our bodies were without clothes.

Another part of me was in Shica's body. 'He' is penetrating to get pleasure. Is this what makes him in pain.

However, inversely with me, I felt something that made me seem to be floating into the air.

I can't explain what kind of feeling this is.

"Ra-Raihan's... W-why...why are you doing this to me?" Shica asked with a trembling voice. His two teary eyes looked at me with disappointed looks.

No answer from me. The other side of me told me to move to complete my maleness.

Shica grimaced stifled while clawing at my chest, as I started the movement.

"Raihan.. hhhhh... sakiittt!" Shouted Shica.

This time I felt an incredible sensation. I sped up my movements regardless of Shica's screams.

"Stop! You're hurting me! Raihan!" Shica pushed my body, but for nothing, her strength was not comparable to mine. It's very limp.

I close my face and kiss her lips, neck, and chest.

She's really pretty.

Much more beautiful in this situation.

Sweat soaked my body, my hair was also wet. Shica did not fight anymore, what was on her face was an expression of despair and resignation.

Her smooth white body looked shiny due to sweat. His body moved because of my wild movements.

His weak expression and state made me want him even more. How she looks, she is still beautiful.

I feel like there's a flutter coming out of my head, I push it and I let it go inside, it feels really amazing.

I can't bear to not mention Shica's name between my peaks.

Shica flinched and held onto my shoulder, as if she would fall if she did not.

Shica was wide-eyed when she felt something inside, "Hhhh... Raihan!! Whiz!!! Raihan!"

I felt like my body was running out of energy and I was drooping on Shica's body. Our skin rubbing directly makes the sweat in our body so mixed.

Shica's body shook slightly, maybe she was crying right now.

I have taken away her beauty, but I feel satisfied and happy.

I slightly got up to lean my body and looked at Shica who was still crying.

He looked fragile and in pain. It was heartless to see this girl suffer, but I wanted to make her suffer, just as she wanted.

I rubbed her hair gently. He did not dare look at me. Maybe he's still shocked and scared of me.

"Shica, this is what Rayaa feels... Rear had done the same to the Kingdom, even more rude and cruel. Now you feel it?" I raised my voice.

Both of Shica's eyes were stirred. Now the pair of faded brown irises were looking at me tremblingly.

"Why did you do it to me, Raihan?"

"Because you're Regar's sister."

"If my brother's sins can be redeemed by me, take my life. And you'll feel calmer" Shica said in a trembling voice.

I grinned coldly, "I don't need your life, Shica. I just need this beautiful body of yours."

I touched his chest and stomach, "You have to pay with this."

Again, Shica's tears escaped making her cheeks wetter. Damn, it makes me want it again.

"Who is Rayaa?" Shica asked while turning her eyes.

"She's the girl I love" I said.

Shica closed her eyes, as if what I said just now had hurt her.

I grabbed her chin to look at me. I crushed his lips. Shica showed rejection by pushing my chest and biting my lips.

"Don't fight.. You don't want me to play rough, do you?" I threatened.

"Never again, Raihan."

I locked his wrist up. Then I went back inside a little rough.

Shica moaned in pain. He's trying to get away from me. But free, I'll never let go.

I returned to my satisfaction...

Krriy!!!

I woke up from my bed. The nightstand alarm goes off loud and wakes you up.

Photos of Shica scattering to the floor due to my sudden movements.

I saw one of Shica's pictures smiling pretty.

Damn it! What was just a dream?

A good dream or a nightmare? What is certain is that my groin is now feeling tight and painful.

Shit, how am I supposed to do this?

I took a shower under a cold shower, and 'he's 'sleeping' again'.

Crazy indeed, just looking at his picture makes me desire.

Doesn't mean I love her, does it? It's just a feeling of lust.

Why does the alarm sound on Sundays?!

I remember, today I'm going to meet Rayaa. I want to see the news.

After taking a shower, I put on some neat clothes and passed into the dining room.

The waiters are preparing a meal for me for breakfast.

In this mansion, I only live alone. There are only a few servants and a bodyguard.

I am the only child of my father, Al-Hariz Abdurrachman and my mother, Salma Nadhiraa Abdurrachman.

I am of Arab-Indonesian descent. My father used to be a coal businessman in one of the cities in Indonesia. Right now, I can't take over the company, because I'm still not mature enough.

I had never dated before, my first love was Rayaa. I also hope that she will be my last love someday.

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April 21, 2016

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