My wife's a fraud
Bad Memories
Gita just laid herself on Mia's bed since morning. Today he officially became unemployed. She should have been looking for a new job and stopped being a parasite in her best friend's house, but her heart still didn't feel all right after last night's incident. Even Gita had nightmares because of it.
His body could still remember how Arki touched him, the hands that bound him, and his wild guerrilla lips on his chest. Gita felt almost fainted from fear and a strange taste that hit her when Arki's tongue was at the top of the object. Just remembering it makes the creeps.
“Git, I want to go to work first. Later I find out about CCTV footage for proof of reporting to the police,” said Mia who was ready to leave.
“Still yes, Mi. Careful on the road!” Gita waved as Mia exited the room and closed the door.
Mia usually leaves for work at 14:00 to Epilogue Bar & Karaoke to avoid traffic jams due to the 15:00 hour entry. Actually he used to work as a staff in the food and beverage service section at one of the famous star hotels after graduating from D3 Hospitality. But after many hotels reduced employees, Mia did not choose a job and accepted an offer to work at Epilogue as one of the kitchen people there and occasionally became a barista.
The Gita should also not be picky about work. Wherever the job came from, he would do it.
Seeing his best friend who keeps his spirit working like that, Gita should not give up. Moreover, his debt was a lot, he had to immediately find a job to pay it off.
He takes the laptop out of the bag and he turns it on in Mia's study chair. Gita will begin to clear up her CV to apply for a new job.
Almost 2 hours Gita was in front of his laptop, he managed to send several applications to companies that open vacancies. His body he stretched to relax the muscles and rest for a moment.
The failed phone call was 231 times seen on the Gita phone screen, from unknown numbers. But Gita knows who contacted her. Definitely it is the bank person or from the pinjol who is trying to collect the debt.
Gita's phone vibrated back, displaying an unfamiliar number. Finally he lifted it. Although actually very lazy.
“Pocket pay off the 8 million lo debt! If not, I come to lo!” voice called harshly.
“Ya has come home. Tell my house people to pay. Ask my stepmother to pay, she's the same money minjem lo. I have absolutely no debt to you guys!” the word Gita is no less rude. He closed and blocked the number.
Not so long ago an unknown number called him back. Gita immediately rejected it and blocked like the first number earlier. Continue so until the 6 phone numbers that entered he blocked immediately. On the seventh call, Gita gave up. He lifted her up with bubbling emotions.
“Udah I said just come home and bill same mother I—”
“Gita? This is Arki,” cut the sound in the distance, making Gita directly sculpted not to make a sound. He remembered the sound from up close. In his own ears while constantly ragging calling his lover. “We can meet? I want to ask ma—” Gita directly turn off the phone. Blocking a number he had not saved. Now he will never save or be contacted again by that number.
He turns off his phone immediately. Gita drops herself on the bed, crying back after hearing a voice she hates so much. His entire body was shouting fear and trauma because of the person.
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The sweet fragrance of perfume wafted as Siska approached, with the girl's naughty touch tracing her buttocks and continuing to climb to her waist until Arki's sturdy back. The man's body is really a woman's dream, tall, stocky, with clay muscles in his hands that are so sexy. Moreover, Arki only wore a short white shirt.
Siska tried to tease the man she had been dating for 3 months with a warm and spoiled embrace. Touching the two fats that are his assets to Arki's body, so that he also feels how eager to get warm. But Arki flinched, ignoring all his temptations and efforts.
Arki instead went and sat on the living room couch without saying anything, turned on the TV and chose the Netflix menu and clicked on one of the list of movies available there. Siska did not want to give up, she sat on Arki's lap and looked into his eyes deeply.
“You don't love me, huh?” tanya Siska frowned and pretended to pout.
“Kok said that?”
“So you don't want to hug or kiss me.”
“Yes we're dating, Ki. When you are going home just to watch and eat doang anyway?”
“I just make it kok,” said Arki with a smile. “You are his thoughts are naughty. Sit there! The next chair is empty. The film is about to start,” he continued.
“Love me kiss first. Don't you don't want to cry me because you haven't moved on from a boyfriend who failed to marry you.”
Arki knitted his eyebrows, unhappy with the accusation. “Who said? I've spared him kok.”
Arki's hand touched Siska's nape, pointing his face closer. Their soft lips are clutched. Siska began to move her tongue aggressively, feeling a frenzied battle within her lips. So warm and intoxicating.
Arki was really good at it, but why had he never tried to seduce her with this? Surely Siska was happy to serve him.
Arki suddenly pushes Siska's body away, until the girl falls to the floor. He immediately stood up and ran to the toilet, locked the door, then spewed out his dinner at the toilet. His stomach suddenly roiled violently and felt an overwhelming nausea. Cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
His mind could not stop showing the picture of Luna and a foreign man clinging to each other naked bodies in his apartment, they were linking lips, they were, moving the body in a regular rhythm and making sounds full of pleasure. The instantaneous scenery made Arki angry, disappointed, injured and disgusted.
Arki wakes up in her bed after having the nightmare over and over again. Siska's departure, Luna's betrayal, and all the feelings that haunt her.
Her head was still very heavy and sore after swallowing the drink that she thought was harmless given by Rio last night to her.
The behavior of his friend is really annoying. Despite this, Arki never stopped befriending one of the conglomerate's children. It sucks but at the same time is very profitable, especially when dealing with his career.
Yesterday Arki was driven home by one of his drivers, who was specially prepared to take him home after the scenario to get him excited by ordering women to serve him. Since returning home from there Arki fell asleep until the afternoon.most day he fell asleep, without eating, and without realizing.
With a slow step, Arki headed for the kitchen, looking between the cabinets, drugs to eliminate the effects of drinks. He then drank two grains, before grabbing two stalks of bread.
After filling her stomach, Arki lies down on the sofa. Feeling his body was still dizzy and the influence of the drink had not completely disappeared. He's dialing back memories of last night's incident. Suddenly he gasps, remembering what he did to Gita at the karaoke place.
A guilty feeling of hitting and hammering in his chest cavity. He could have attacked the girl. Arki immediately searched his phone in the room, it turns out that Mr. Sobri put it on the nightstand along with Gita's chest support that had been left in the karaoke place. Evidence of Arki's crimes and indecent deeds.
Soon Arki called Gita's number, in the ring the three phones were connected. A voice of anger greeted him. But it seems Gita thinks she is someone else who bothers her, the girl may not keep her number until she does not know that Arki is calling.
“We can meet? I want to ask ma—”
The phone was cut off immediately before Arki finished his sentence. Yeah, correct. It turned out that the girl he had already harassed was really Gita. He does not want to listen to her and relate to her anymore. For sure this time the girl was very frightened, sad, and angry.
Arki could not imagine the quiet and loner child in the office would experience such a bad event. Moreover, the culprit is himself.
Arki cursed all his stupidity. But he was completely unaware or remembered the incident. No, actually thinking back on it he remembers a little bit how it felt.
The softness and opium feeling as their lips intertwined and the soft bumps he sucked in, all felt so real. It was just that what was in the fog of his memory was a shadow about Luna, not Gita.