Love Two Boundaries
Chapter #3

Tonight the weather was really friendly, I sat myself on a chair on the balcony, just to relieve tired all day work.

It didn't feel like almost three months of work, and I never opened my social media.

Tonight for some reason, there is a longing to surf on social media. There is a desire to see the news of friends sekampung and the status of friends who may now have a student status and so forth.

I put in an email address, then I press some paswodnya, and Alhamdulillah, my social media can still be opened.

I immediately scroll to the chat menu, it turns out there are many incoming messages, some ask me news, some say miss, some even send me the word i love you.

I laughed to myself while replying to all the messages that came in.

It was fun, at least the far ones felt close, but suddenly....

Brakkkk.....

Whether the sound of what broke out of Mr. Hafiz's room, slammed or fell I don't know either.

While wiping my chest, I calmed myself down, put my HP on the casual table, then I got up wanting to find out what was really going on.

Because this balcony is also connected to the next room, which is Papa Adira's room, so it makes it easier for me to peek.

I tried to scan all the rooms through the glass door, and indeed as I had just after dinner, Adira was invited to sleep with her in the lower room. So you can be sure there is no Adira there, then what was the sound.

I scanned the arrogant master's room again, seemingly empty.

"Maybe it's just the sound of something falling" that's my heart.

Without me noticing, suddenly someone smothered my mouth from behind and dragged me.

I tried to rebel to escape, but this hand seemed to be very strong.

I tried to scream, but it was also in vain because my mouth was tightly smothered.

I tried to see the face of the person dragging me, but I couldn't, because it was behind me.

Just as I know right now, he pulled me towards Mr. Hafiz's room.

My heart skipped a beat, my eyes round sharply as proof of fear.

That's the one word I felt at the time.

As soon as I was thrown into bed, she turned off the lights, without even seeing her face.

My whole body was shaking violently, my tears were like I had no more dams, I bit my lower lip to resist the terrible fear.

I knew after this there would be something bad and probably very, very bad that I've had in my life.

Turns out to be right, as fast as lightning this guy is pinning down my little body.

"Let go!

help!" but again my voice suddenly ran out like without a battery.

I tried to rebel wanting to escape from the grip of this demon, while kicking my legs, but my strength could not rival his strength.

With one hand, he locked my two hands up to the nutmeg. While the other hand tried to remove one by one the cover of my lower body.

"No...no....!" my uncompleted scream, my body getting weaker.

"Don't do this sir, please" I cried out to the person above me at the moment. I wish he had a little heart to feel sorry for me. I still hope there's a miracle going on to stop all this.

I was hoping again in a dream.

There's no way that miracle would be like a fairy godmother.

The man that was on top of my body was already in complete fidelity. His breathing sounded extremely hunting, like a tiger wanting to pounce on prey.

Now I feel like my top clothes are left, while my bottom already feels plain.

Before long it felt like a blunt, yet very sharp object was trying to tear myself apart, breaking through my last defenses. At the same time, I heard a male voice sighing in the name of "Sofia".

"You're a fucking human being"

I scream in my deepest little heart. My consciousness began to dissipate, there was no power to obstruct, all were already dripping with black stains.

"Sofia" said the last I heard, after which I was unconscious.

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"B.....!

Ice.....!" The voice of the middle-aged woman burrowed in my ears.

"Ja..don't....!" I screamed and sat on the bed. Sweat poured out to me, I looked around the room to make sure where I was right now. I checked all my clothes, it was still as complete as I had worn last night. Then I looked at the face of the person beside me.

"Ais, are you kenape boy?" ask Pakuan Jijah who is sitting on the edge of my bed. It turned out that there was Adira also beside him who was looking at me in wonder.

"Alhamdulillah, it turned out that it was just my nightmare" I murmured inwardly.

The Wise Lady, who saw my astonishment, immediately touched my forehead, "O God, your body is hot"

Seemed worried on his face.

"Today you don't have to work, rest, I'll tell Hafiz to bring you medicine".

"No need for a mistress, at most I will also recover by myself"

"Ais, don't refuse, jike Ais has a fever because of Dira, no jage". Puan Jijah tried to advise me to go for treatment.

The problem is, cook it I have to go with Mr. Hafiz, let's not go for treatment, just talk we never do.

"Remember Ais, go get some treatment with Hafiz!" The last warning from the mistress of Jijah before she left my room.

"Aunty's healing ye!" adira's funny voice cheers me up.

" He loves you" I replied to the little girl.

Now that I live alone in this room, I try to reach the phone that is on my bedside nightstand. As soon as I wanted to get up something was wrong with me, a sense of pain spread in my intimate organs.

Degs....

I feel like something is wrong with me. With trembling hands and tears that almost flowed I dared myself to pull away the blanket attached to my body, then tried to open my underwear.

Degs....

My mouth was open, my eyes were round, my eyes were free-falling, seeing that there was blood on my underwear.

"Am I on my period?, but it doesn't feel like it's because just a week ago I had that guest"

To make sure again I use my index finger to touch my sex organs.

Duggg.....

As soon as I saw there was fresh blood still flowing.

Now I'm sure the events I experienced last night weren't dreams, they were real.

Kupukuli myself, I was so frustrated, I cried and screamed as hard as I could by immersing my face in the pillow.

"Oh Allah, unfortunately my destiny, I who have always wanted to fight to help the family, even a tragic wind like this.

I can no longer, God. I don't know who the man who desecrated me, nor can I complain to the mistress of Jijah, the one I know, the man is in this house. It is not Adam. Except.., unless.... Mr. Hafiz, yes Mr. Hafiz".