Mirages
Shadow of the past

The Mira POV

My name is Mira, just Mira. It was the name given to someone who had changed my life to what it is today.

Someone I hated and feared, but after that, he turned into an angel and a demon who always shadowed my life.

I come from a slum in a metropolis in my country. I live with my mother, who works as a laundry worker, for the residents of the elite residential area that borders my hometown.

Besides me and my mother, my father and my half-brother also sometimes come home to us. Yes, our relationship is not very good.

My childhood, I spent watching the torture for my father's torture of my mother.

As for my half-sister, he was more like a robbery to me as well as Mother. Every time I take the laundry clean and come home with the money, he always sees me in the middle of the street, and robs me of the money.

I was always alone. No child of my age wants to be close to me. I often hear their parents say that I am the son of a prostitute. However, I who was a child at that time, did not care much about their words, because I did not understand the meaning of their words.

Until one day, I met a little girl my age. He was so kind to me, maybe because I helped him when he was lost.

He also often invites me to play at his house, which is in an elite housing complex, right next to my village.

He has a good older brother and is also handsome. She was so kind to me, and taught me things I never knew before, including sketching.

Their parents were so kind, and often gave me the clothes of their daughter who was still very nice.

Until one night, a terrible incident happened to the family. I happened to be near their house at that time, and witnessed everything from the beginning.

Out of nowhere, I pushed forward and tried to help the boy from the family, until I myself got a considerable wound and gaping in my back waist.

And after that night, I didn't see them anymore, because after I woke up in the hospital, I never saw them again. In fact, when I got out of the hospital, I found their house empty. They've gone out of nowhere.

Until now, the scar is still clearly visible, and always shadows me over the events of the night.

MIRA POV END'S

When the beautiful woman was pensive while occasionally sipping her skirt butts, the man who was asleep next to her, now appeared to wake up and walk towards her.

Wearing only a boxer, which revealed his distended stomach, he walked up to the woman.

"Why don't you sleep, baby?" he said while hugging her from behind.

"I just woke up to a nightmare!" he answered without responding to the actions of the man, who smeared his nape.

"That bad recipe again?" tanyanya, while releasing her embrace and turning to walk towards the sofa.

"Ehm ..," the woman murmured, while still staring out the window.

"Are you still curious about that man, Mir?" ask the man to the beautiful woman who turns out to be named Mira.

"I was just wondering why he did that to me!" mira replied, sipping a whip of tobacco in her hand.

"Rem ... All righty! It's up to you!" said the man. "However, you have to rest tonight, in preparation for your operation tomorrow!" connect the distended man.

"You go first, Thom! I still want to spend this first!" mira said while shaking the finger flanking her cigarette.

"All right!" the man named Thom.

Thomas Wiratmaja, a middle-aged man, who is almost half a century old. He is a great entrepreneur in the field of fashion that is famous all over the world.

He has a wife of Dutch descent, who only bears his status, but does not act as a wife.

Their domestic relations can be said to be far from harmonious. Even at the marriageable age of twenty, they have not decided to have children.

This is influenced by the lifestyle of the wife who tends to be indifferent, and likes to play with comfort men.

Thomas did not care much about the behavior of the wife, because he also preferred to spend a cold night accompanied by paid women.

While with Mira, He has a complicated relationship with a beautiful woman named who always warms the bed.

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In a room, two people were struggling, climbing the pleasures of nirvana.

"Faster!" the command of a man, who was panting under the confinement of a comforting woman.

They seem to be racing with their passionate naf*su. The woman looked so shrewd in the games they played, that they were at their peak and ended up limp together, with sweat pouring from their bodies.

The woman tried to get closer and slipped into the man's arms. However, the woman had not yet approached, the man first woke up, and wrapped his lower body with a towel, which was wrapped around from the waist to slightly above his knees.

He was seen picking up a wallet that was in his pants pocket lying carelessly on the floor.

He took some banknotes, and he put them on the nightstand.

"Take it! And get out of here! Your job is done!" said cold.

The woman looked upset, but she followed the man calmly. He picked up his clothes scattered all over the room, and wore them without making a sound.

"Thanks for this night, Bieb!" whispered the woman before leaving the man.

After the woman left, a man in a black suit walked into the room.

"What's up, Nick?" ask the man who is still wearing the towel.

"Sorry, Boss! There's a call from the madam!" yelled, who turned out to be the man's men earlier.

"Discover!" the man orders his men, named Nicholas, or Nick.

Nicholas gave his master a cell phone.

"Hello, my dear mother!" greet the man in a warm-sounding voice.

"Ar, where are you? Why couldn't I contact you?" ask the woman across the street who is none other than her mother.

"Sorry, Mom! I had some business!" the man replied relaxed.

"Basin' bad boy! Why not tell me anything at all? I'm worried, you know?" grumbled the mother.

"Yes, I'm sorry my chatty mother! No worries now, right?" ask the man.

"Alright, Ar! But you don't do anything anymore! don't make me dizzy with your untold scandal news!" the mother's message.

"Oh, come! It's all a lie, Mom! when did I do something like that? Don't believe me!" elak the man.

"Mom don't want to know! If there's any more news like that, I'll marry you soon!" threaten the mother.

"Oh ... Can't be Miss Aletta Wijaya! I'll run away before that happens! Ahhaha!" funny guy.

He is Lingga Arya Putra Wijaya. A young CEO of the largest retail giant in Asia, Shine Group.

A man who was awarded a beautiful face, an ideal body and athleticism, as well as above-average intelligence, plus his status as a prince of his family-owned business empire, making his presence was always valued by almost all the women he met.

In fact, not infrequently they are willing to throw their bodies, just to feel the game of love one night with him.

An accomplished cassanova, who plays with every woman she meets.

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