Marriage Stain
One Heart Two Love

"If I were a comfort woman, what?" said the young woman loudly, the eyes of the woman were so sharp. Stella looked at both of Alan's eyeballs without a faint fear. There is no fear in this woman. Stella was so brave, her soul had traveled for so long. His body was already immune to all the fear that had been his best friend since he wrestled with the night world.

The black valley she had lived in all this time, made Stella grow into a formidable woman. The pain of everyday food, snubbing and swearing are common in and out of his hearing room.

Poor Stella, the youth she spent with the striped men who came to her. The steep path of life he fought, all for the sake of servitude to money that made his eyeballs increasingly twinkle. That's Stella, he's used to exchange his body for rupiah which is nothing for wealthy men who buy his services.

Alan stared cynically at the young woman who slept one bed with him. He looked down on the body of Stella who had served his lust. The man seemed to forget the taste left by Stella.

Alan's attitude was like a nut forgetting about his skin, after he finished playing with Stella he wanted to throw Stella just like that. It was exactly the same as what most striped-nose men do.

Not accepting Alan's look as if insulting to her, Stella began to react. With self-esteem that is indeed worthless, Stella began to rise. Roughly he left Alan still lying by his side.

Stella felt humiliated, even though she was already very despicable. However, his little heart refused very hard all forms of insults that Alan threw at him.

She's still a woman, Stella still has what's called feeling. With great arrogance, Stella raised her chin. He walked away with Alan upset.

"Hey... Where are you going?" shouted Alan. Alan's question was able to stop Stella's move for a moment.

The young woman braked her legs. Stella's body spontaneously fell silent, she stopped her footsteps. But he was proud to turn to the man who asked him. Stella preferred to be quiet, hoping Alan would approach her.

Stella was playing around with her imagination, hoping Alan would hug her from behind. And immediately apologized for what sounded a little harsh to Stella.

He hoped that the man would return to treat him gently and very affectionately. Without Stella noticing, the corners of her lips were currently starting to pull to the side. The young lady smiled with the daydreams she created. His mind was so happy, he thought Alan wanted him back.

Ploc...

A light brown envelope fell right under Stella's feet. Alan throws a brown envelope containing a lump of money for Stella, in exchange for her actions to Stella.

The young woman was now more and more angry, she really felt Alan had stepped on his pride. With this look, Stella snatched the brown envelope. Without looking at Alan, Stella left Alan with a lump of money thrown at him. Despite feeling very humiliated, Stella still collected the money from Alan.

Money is money, money is a little comforting pain. For him today maybe he will succumb first to Alan, but Stella is not sure on the opportunity to come. The time will come, Alan himself will bend his knees before himself. The woman let out a smile filled with mystery. His ambition is starting to rise.

Stella is now wearing her clothes back, while Alan's shirt she put in any place. As a sign of proof that he has done it with the owner of the house.

The young lady was already standing in front of the gate of Alan's house. He was waiting for a taxi he had ordered.

Not waiting for a long time, the taxi that Stella ordered had already come to her. In her anguish style, the young lady opened the car door.

"Take me to the Puri Indah Pak street apartment," the command has been on the driver of the online taxi he was riding. And the car drove to its destination.

Stella leaves Alan's residence, but his heart promises that he will come back soon. She will not come as an uninvited guest. With a high sense of confidence, he was sure that he would soon occupy that magnificent house. His determination is so strong, he will pursue what his heart desires.

An hour passed, Stella had arrived at an apartment that was quite luxurious for a class of comfort women like herself. Don't ask the treasure that Stella has, in addition to being good at captivating the hearts of men he is also good at managing finances.

The young woman was very good at moving the nominal money from the account of the husband of the person to his personal account. Don't ask whose husband. The ban has been from among officials and businessmen, both young and old.

Stella has long been a bitch in this dark and sinful world. A nightlife for him was like a second home. And the alcoholic drink was like water that he looked at every day.

There was a sense left at the end of his heart, the shadows of Alan's face running around inside his head.

"Damn..," said Stella. He slammed both of his legs right on the bed. He felt very frustrated and upset when he remembered Alan.

Not usually he gets carried away when in a game. However, this time Stella fell into a hole that she created herself. He was even more upset when he remembered Alan's expression of throwing himself with money.

Stella like really has lost her self-esteem without any rest. His hands clenched back, his teeth clinging to each other.

"Wait for the play date!" whispered Stella with a soft look.

No one heard a whisper coming out of her soft lips, for she was left alone with no family or friends. Stella was like a madman, she spoke to herself several times. If anyone had witnessed him at this moment, it would have already thought he was a lunatic.

Elsewhere, Sora was already impatient to return home. She wanted to know the outcome of the plan she had created for her husband. Time and time again he stared at the clock that was attached to his hand.

There is still an hour before it is time to go home. Sora chose to play around with his smartphone. He was looking at some of his friends' posts on social media. So many friends posted photos of their families. And many also posted photos of their daughter's son. Everything looks so funny in Sora's eyes. He was increasingly impatient to have a baby, the tone of the phone came in to disperse the daydreams of Sora.

"Sora" said the man across the phone.

"Yes," replied Sera with a little thumping heart.

"How are you?"

"Good Mas,"

"Busy?"

"It's still in the office, it's coming home but it's not time yet" Sora said with a strange feeling. She was like a teenage girl called by her boyfriend. By hiding so as not to be found by Papa Mama. Sora is like a thief who is afraid of being discovered.

"Can we meet?" ask the man across expectantly of course.

"Emmm... Can,"

"I'll pick you up, now?"

"Yes." replied Sora with a calm voice.

Seriate

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