LIKE A DANDELIONS (Revision Process)
CHAPTER 3: THE INCIDENT THAT NIGHT #2

Novel is in the process of revising the plot. Understand please.

How'this? I feel very nervous. All this time I only watched videos through the p**no site. Who would have thought I would do that now?

I approach the neck of this poor girl. Her skin was pure white, and fragrant. This is my favorite Musk scent. Her hair and cheeks are so smooth. This little body is very easy for me to lift. It must weigh less than fifty kilo grams. 

My eyes whipped her beautiful long hair. I just realized, this girl turned out to be quite tempting.

I was surprised when I saw fresh blood dripping out of it. 

"Haha, she's a virgin. Damn the fate," ledek Leon. 

"You've ruined his future," Alex felt very disappointed. 

Leon pulls Alex and Bhishma's arms. "Udah, yok out." The three men walked out through the door of the room. 

Rice has become porridge, so be it. I am still a virgin myself. So we're even, right? 

Ku

"No! I have fifty million in cash in my bag."

"Why can I bring that much cash?"

"Gue will bring a bag, so I put it on the floor there so Leon is equally suspicious. It cannot be paid."

"Aren't fifty million for a virgin?"

"How else do you want? My bag just goes that way."

"Take it to the ATM again!"

"Dirty, what other job? Males ah, Yuk back!" Devan opened the car door. 

"May the girl be okay" murmured Alex.

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Next day. 

I blinked my eyelids a few times, to adjust the light that entered my sense of sight. 

My body was limp and my femininity felt very sore. I think I know what I've been through last night. 

Like a dream in broad daylight. Why is everything that belongs to me always taken away by force?  

 Both my parents, the price of my inheritance, and now my honor. 

Does God hate me so much? Why does the world feel so unfair. 

I was crying, and I poured out all the emotions in the room. My spirit has disappeared, I just want to die.

Who are they really? 

I look in all directions. This hotel room is so luxurious. They must be very rich, and certainly very jerkish. 

I slowly got out of the bed and walked to the bathroom. Every movement of the foot that I made, caused a pain in the inside of my intimate organs.

Am I being sprained? just imagining it is disgusting. I'm like a piece of trash used and thrown away. 

My hand pushed the bathroom door that was still closed. When the door opened, I could immediately see the reflection through a large rectangular mirror. A pale, red-red face on the neck, as well as clothes and hair that were still very messy. It really looks like a rape victim.

I immediately took off all the clothes I was wearing. I turned on the shower and let this body get doused by the warm water coming out of those little holes.

Thirty minutes passed, I had finished my bath and put on my clothes. Now I'm tidy and ready to get out of this hell room. The clock shows at seven in the morning. 

Kruyukk

My hand pushed the bathroom door that was still closed. When the door opened, I could immediately see the reflection through a large rectangular mirror. A pale, red-red face on the neck, as well as clothes and hair that were still very messy. It really looks like a rape victim.

I immediately took off all the clothes I was wearing.