My Genius Twins Baby and CEO
MGTB And CEO CHAPTER 1 - Night of Destruction
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“Haura, go with Pandu to deliver these flowers to hotel Raffles,”
“Good Sir,” answered me obediently.
After saying that Jodi came in, me and the guide looked at each other then both smiled and began to move.
One hundred bouquets of fresh flowers have been arranged neatly in the van owned by om Jodi. Pandu and I just drove him to a masquerade party.
The new year's night is so bright, even the moon and stars watch the sparkling city of Jakarta. The streets were filled with creeping cars, jammed.
Even in front of there, me and the guide have seen some fireworks that glide across the sky, but now it is still at 8 pm, has not entered the turn of the year.
But as if impatient, some people have turned on fireworks early on.
Secretly, I enjoyed it.
Like a thief who enjoys the happiness of others.
The light with such beautiful colors, after making people smile happily, the light disappeared.
I kind of wish my life would be like those fireworks. After I disappear, people will remember me as something beautiful.
"Haura, we'll be here soon, get our masks ready. Without it we can't get in" Pandu said and I nagged him in agreement.
In the dashboard drawer there are already 2 black and white masks, I take them both and put them in the bag.
Just by showing the invitation card along with the business card, Pandu and I were directly directed to a ballroom on the top floor.
Some people even wear uniforms to help us carry the flowers.
For a moment, Pandu and I were stunned when they entered the hotel ballroom, so luxurious and magnificent. The more I see, the smaller I feel.
There is a clear difference between them and us.
"Miss, arrange these flowers at the end there, make it look beautiful,” orders a woman who knows who, she is so beautiful with a dress that fits so well in her body.
Even her beauty still radiated even though she was wearing a mask.
"The payment has been completed with Mr. Jodi, so after finishing arranging the flowers you can leave this party immediately,” he said again with a voice that sounded more resolute.
I could only nod in response, then see the woman walking away, entering the crowd of invited guests.
“Come Haura, spirit!” take Pandu enthusiastically and I nodded him no less excited.
I arranged the flowers with occasional glances towards the dance floor. Some couples have gone down there, dancing while holding each other and staring lovingly.
I smiled, what a beautiful life they lived. As if this life is only for fun, there is no need to worry about how to survive.
“Haura, this flower there are only 99 bouquets, I think that 1 is still left in the car. I'll come down to pick it up,” said Pandu and instantly awakened me from daydreams.
“Not Pandu, let me go down,” I replied quickly, I feel bad if Pandu should go down. Since then, Pandu works more than me.
“Alright," replied the short guide and I immediately rushed away.
Again, I glanced inward before actually coming out from inside the ballroom.
Suppose I become one of them. My mind is hopeful.
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“Hmpt!” quickly Haura tried to escape, a large-bodied man had already smothered his mouth from behind. Pulling Haura to follow in her footsteps.
"Deliver!" yelled Haura, rebelling but yielding nothing, she was outdone.
Outside the ballroom the atmosphere was so quiet, even along the hallway of this hotel was only filled by the two of them. Roughly speaking, the man brought Haura into a room.
“Help me,” hiss the man with a heavy voice.
Haura shook her head, her mouth and both hands were still smothered so strongly. Only her tears came out in response.
Until both of them arrived in a room. Adam, throw Haura's body on that king-size bed.
“What do you do? Please, please don't hurt me" said Haura, she even clenched her hands in front of her chest with tears that didn't stop flowing.
He stared at the man before him, the man who had taken off his clothes one by one.
“Trust me, I will be responsible to you," Adam replied with his two foggy eyes, his body so hot, he needed an impingement.
Without delay, Adam instantly eroded the distance, overlapping the woman who knew who. But from the hijab he wore, Adam was sure if this woman was a good woman. That's why he pulled Haura.
Haura's cry broke even more, as one by one her body slipped out of the cover. He cried feeling every inch of his body enjoyed by a foreign man.
“Don't, I beg you to let go of me," asked Haura non-stop, but instead of stopping, Adam instead united himself.
Haura closed her eyes, bemoaning the fate she had.
Why is it God? Wh why? His mind is full of questions.
Both of his legs were tied, and both of his stairs were tightly grasped with just one hand. All the energy he had put in to fight, but the union still could not be separated.
As if he had no conscience, Adam continued to jolt at Haura violently. Although there is not the slightest bit of****** that Haura issued. In the dim room there were only the sobs of Haura and Adam moans.
“Sorry,” hiss Adam with gasping breath. After enjoying the sweetness of Haura's body, he collapsed.
While Haura, she just fell silent. The crying has indeed subsided, but now the sadness is more thickened. His body crumbled dimly, the point was so sore and sore, as well as his broken heart, he was already helpless.
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Morning time.
Slowly, Haura opened her eyes. The room that was dark last night is now brighter. The incoming sunlight broke through the glass wall in the east direction.
As quiet as he was, there was no sound, he even realized that he was alone in this room.
Again, the tears fell. Not just a glance, but everything that happened last night is so clear in his memory. For a moment, Haura hoped this was all just a nightmare. But seeing her situation like this, Haura could not change it anymore.
With the remnants of his strength, Haura tried to get up. Lowering her legs that had been detached from the bond.
“Devil,” hisses slowly and only captured by his own ears.
With great difficulty, he picked up all his clothes that were strewn on the floor. Until his eyes caught a small glittering object.
Shirt studs?
The devil's shirt buttons. Haura is in my heart.
With a resentful heart, Haura came out in that cursed room. His hands clenched firmly, pinching the buttons he found.
I swear to death you will never find happiness.
Trained, Haura continued to tread with a heart that continued to curse.