Marriage plunged me into THE NIGHT WORLD
Mysterious angel

in the morning I woke up..

my body feels very tired, even though it has been 1 night full of sleep.

"Son dara..

wake up ndok.lalu take a shower.

datuk invite you to meet his working client client client at the wedding of his client's son he said." said the servant's mother as she walked up to me who was still lying on the bed.

I don't know where else I will go with my grandfather.it feels like this body is very lazy to move, and this heart is also not strong especially if going where to go out with grandfather.

Plus I'm afraid the incident in Kuala Lumpur used to happen again.

At the party I was drugged by a drink.

but to refuse him what should I do??

"buk..should dara come??

can't my grandfather go alone ??

dara drowning buk.."I asked the understanding of the servant mother.

"oh buk.

say it's the same grandpa..

I don't know what to say, I'm just saying what my grandfather told me to do." said the servant's mother to me.

why is my body so heavy to go with my grandfather.

it feels like this body and heart are tired of embarrassment and become the scorn of the crowd.

"excitement alone dok, maybe now it's what you feel but believe la ndok all will be beautiful at his time" said the motivation of the servant mother makes me more excited.

maybe right now my heart and body are just surprised by all this, maybe after a few months I will get used to all this.

thought

"well, buk..

thank you for your motivation." said me and immediately got out of bed.

I take my towel and take a shower.

I open my closet and I choose the best clothes in my closet.

a red dress with fine gem grain details adds to the luxury of the dress.

my tall slim body, as well as my pure white skin added to the beauty of the dress as I wore it on my body.

my hair rolled neatly in addition to gray and fancy jewelry added to her beautiful dress when I wore it.

I polish my face with powder and other cosmetics.

I opened the next closet containing my fancy bag or handbag.

I chose a fancy silver handbag that was suitable for meeting with my grandfather's coworkers

back I opened my shoe cabinet, the red pancus hills I chose and I put on my feet.

when you want to leave the room and want to see your grandfather,

at a glance I passed through the glass preening, I turned to want to reflect myself.

is that beautiful as me??

I myself am pangling myself, myself,

"wouldn't this exaggerate my style?

should I change my dress??" I said to myself.

"wow beautiful" said the grandfather who arrived at my room, and walked slowly towards me

"stop don't go near the grandfather..!!" I said in a loud voice and a little angry

"the most people don't like grandpa entering the dorm room without knocking first!!" I said to the grandfather in a loud and firm voice.

grandpa was silent and felt guilty.His expression showed confusion when he heard my loud voice and anger.

"hmmm sorry, I won't repeat.

iexcuse you..

I'm waiting for you outside, yes." said to me by turning slowly and stepping foot walk out of my room.

I feel a little guilty.

ah this is all I do so that grandfather is not a habit.

and there's order in the house.

I stepped my feet and walked out of the room.

"do you not forgive me" asked my grandfather from my doorstep.

"yes already grandfather, let's go later we miss.." said I firmly.

"what am I supposed to embrace your hips..??"

I haven't answered my grandfather's question, he grabbed my hip and walked into the lobby.

I just kept quiet and followed the step of my grandfather and walked.

actually I was very uncomfortable with embracing this but I also felt sorry for my grandfather, he was like scared of me and felt guilty for his mistake earlier, entering nyelonong without knocking it first.

I hope this time I don't find anyone I know and no sneers hurt my heart.

the car is moving towards its destination.

but in the car there was only silence.

in my heart I have many questions.

how's things going in there?

does this suit the clothes I wear?

what should I do while there so that my grandfather is not ashamed?

but I was afraid to start talking because of that incident that made my grandfather feel so guilty.

our car stopped at the main door of our destination building.

my heart is starting to beat.

what to do when people are crowded.

we got out of the car to where we were headed

not until the purpose of the scorn of people or staff in this building has hurt my heart.

we entered the hall..

as when in kuala lumpur first, we were welcomed by a friend or client client grandpa, we were welcomed,

we welcome all client clients.

we enjoyed the dishes that were served.

even when enjoying the dish of grandfather

against my hips not off it.

my grandfather said he wanted to go to the toilet.

a little relieved this body as the grandfather took off his embrace and left.

I walked leisurely while looking at the photo prewed deliberately displayed on the edge of the hall room.

accidentally the clothes I was wearing about the nails on the picture frame display.

praaakkk...

sreeekkkk..

sound of photo frame display falling.

and at the same time the clothes I was wearing ripped part of the hand to the chest.

looks like the bra I'm wearing because the shirt I'm wearing is torn.

all eyes were on me because of the sound of the broken frame.

I crouched over the squat covering the inside of my body that was already visible to almost all of the guests here.

I was embarrassed and shut myself up.

"what have I done??what the hell's going on??? my words are in my heart amid shame.

I closed my eyes and cried without a sound inside my squatting slump.

there was an angel who helped me put his jacket on my body.

I dare not turn my face to the angel to see who he is??, I am really ashamed and afraid.

he lifted me up and took me along and carried me in his arms out of the hall, I still dare not open my eyes as I walked out.

"whoever you thank for helping me." I said in my heart by closing my eyes in the arms of my angel.

my heart was relieved and comfortable in the angel's arms.

who is he really??

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