My name is Ayu
Chapter 1

Some say that life is about the law of planting and harvesting. Good practice that is instilled will reap good results. Likewise, if bad practices are instilled, it will get bad.

But if we try to instill good charity but still get bad how? People call it shit, apes even zonk.

It's about my life. I also did not expect to experience the roller coaster of life that was so fierce to flip the fate of my life.

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I looked at my already beautiful face more and more beautiful after wearing thin makeup. Not stupidity, but that's the way it is. My face is a kind of nice-to-see face. The longer you look, the more beautiful. Ayus. That's term.

The prayer that my people put in my name was as if it were spoken by God. Ayu, the name that my parents gave me is according to my face.

Ayu Febriana, my full name. He was born on February 14th to coincide with Valentine's Day. My parents wished me much love because I was born on the day of love.

I tidied up my shirt which I accidentally put in a black skirt. The slim shape of my body makes any outfit look appropriate when I wear it.

My hair is neatly combed. Natural straight without having to be rebonding or smoothing. I'm ready to go to the office. Papa was waiting for me impatiently. This girl if it's reflected it feels inexhaustible to look at his face.

"Ck..ck..ck...for a long time, this son of Papa." Papa's voice shocked me.

"Eh there's Papa... I'm done with it. Let's go on bad luck." I picked up my briefcase and high heels to wear outside the house.

"Papa was ready this time. You're the only one who doesn't fuss about it." protested Papa.

"Papa can. I'll just be a minute Pa. Rapihin clothes. It wouldn't be nice to go to the office and get his clothes tangled."

"Let's go. The hunt will be jammed." Papa got into the car and heated it up. While I wore high heels first on the living room couch.

I just woke up and was about to get in the car when Mama called me.

"Let's go.. yu.. wait!"

"Why Ma?"

"This is your stock. You were late ngaca anyway so no breakfast. Here's Mama's bringing you to eat on the street." My mom was very attentive. His son has not had breakfast yet he will pursue to be brought stock.

"Thank You Ma. Ayu will come home tonight. There's an event on Ayu's team. I don't have to wait for Ayu. Go straight to sleep. Let's bring the keys."

"Yes. Be careful."

"Ready, Ma. Ayu left first." I then kissed the hand of my dear Mama.

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I work as a marketing officer at one of the famous private banks. I worked there for almost half a year.

As marketing there are targets that must be achieved both personal and team. It turned out that my team was able to exceed the target expected by the company. As a form of appreciation for our hard work, the leadership will hold a party at one of the famous discotheques in Jakarta.

I didn't want to come at first. Honestly, I've never been clubbing all this time. Just logged in the discotheque I never. I only know of Korean dramas that I often watch.

I cannot refuse the solicitation of the seniors and superiors in my office. I finally agreed to join the show. I've brought a change of clothes for me to wear tonight. There's no way I'm clubbing with a shirt and a work skirt like now.

My whole team is already excited waiting for the event tonight. We have 25 people ready to stomp the discotheque tonight.

At 7pm I changed my work clothes to a knee-length maroon red dress. I put on a bright red lipstick. Colors I never wore before. I wear it especially today.

I walked up to my teammates and fascinated them to see my beauty.

"Wow.. amazing..you are beautiful Yu." praised Mas Bagus one of the seniors in my section.

"Thank you." I replied embarrassedly.

"Kayak want to go with you. You kere that. H.ha.ha.." Mas Adi also chimed.

"It could be a prima donna for Ayu tonight. Beautiful kebangetan. Not bosen-bosen saw it. You actually entered his work after we guys have been on sale. If it has not been the material of our seizure to plump-jumpkan nih." Dika also commented.

"It can be, Mas." I replied while holding my reddened face in shame.

Fortunately in my team the men are all married, otherwise there has been bloodshed over me. But I'm not interested. I already have a soulmate.

Dewa Anggoro Putro's. My boyfriend who has been in a relationship with me for 4 years. The oldest and longest relationship in my life. God loves me very much.

We were planning to get married when I signed the contract as an employee after one year of work. In the contents of the contract, I was forbidden to marry and become pregnant during the contract period. That's why God and I haven't formalized our relationship to marriage.

Our 4-year relationship includes healthy courtship. The gods have really taken care of me all this time. Never once did he ruin me. He looked after me like an egg that was afraid to break if it fell.

I also kept my virginity all this time for the sake of the Gods. Let the God I will give you the most beautiful crown I have. Yes, 6 more months. 6 more months I will give everything to God if we are married.

I've informed the gods that there's an event with my team. God offered to pick me up tonight. I refused on the grounds that my friends would drop me off later.

All my teams are gathered. We are ready to club together. Yei.....

By riding the car Mas Adi me and 5 friends also headed to the largest discotheque in Jakarta. I got into a discotheque I'd never entered before.

The loud music began to sound. My friends who are accustomed to clubbing immediately shake their bodies following the music played by the DJ. They also forget who they are going to be. Self-absorbed with his world.

I chose the empty seat. He doesn't like dance. My body is stiff if told to jog like that. It just so happens that there's an empty seat in the corner.

I walked to the corner, before I ordered the juice first. I try to enjoy clubbing like my other friends but I can't.

I drank the juice I ordered. It feels a little different. But delicious too. Suddenly there was a man sitting next to me. Face sad.

"Can I sit here?" ask the man to me.

"Yes. Please." answered me. All my team-mates have split up not knowing where.

"I bought you yes. You may sit here." the man ordered two drinks for himself and me. I don't know what drink he ordered. The term is so foreign.

"I'm Dio." He also extended his hand to me.

"Father." I answered and welcomed his hand.

"Only alone?" ask Dio again.

"No. Same teammate." I replied again.

"Why not join your friends? Even fun to mojok here." comments Dio again.

"I don't like that dance. Better to see it from far away. Are you alone?" I asked Dio. It doesn't feel good that he's friendly if I don't ask back.

"Yes. Again sayin bete aja." the drinks ordered also come. He gave me a glass.

I received the drink that He gave me because my drink was gone. It's so good that I didn't realize I was spending it. The sweet taste made my body start to follow the sound of music that pounded.

"Oh. Usual here if bete?" ask again.

"If he had been. Now it's not. It's getting older and more malle clubbing."

I looked at the man. He is about 27 years old and above. Is adult. Like she said. Not like I'm 22. I drank the drink he bought. It's better than I drank. Without feeling I've finished a glass.