NIGHT BUTTERFLY
#35
Done and had dinner together in that simple house. His parents Mahesa and Hana say goodbye. Actually the mother whined to spend a day in the house. But, how do you want to keep the house small. Not enough to accommodate five people, although there are two rooms in the house.
"Lift your things from my room. Move to the back room!" Ketus Mahesa on Freya who just came out of the bathroom. The woman has just finished ablution and will perform Islamic prayers.
"Oowww... A, I slept in the back room? " ask Freya stuttered. He was surprised that Mahesa had just appeared before him. That's why he looks so stupid, asking questions back.
"Yes, I'm not sad about the room with the Pela cur!"
Deg
Freya's face suddenly cloudy in the area of pela cur. She used to work as a prostitute. But, he repented. After all, the one who touched her while being a call woman was only the man before her.
"I, yes." His mouth was soft, passing Mahesa who glared at him.
Freya dragged her suitcase from the room that was complete with facilities. There's an AC, a wardrobe and a big mirror. Because the room is only 3x3M, so there is no bathroom in it.
Braaakk..
The door was closed violently by Mahesa, after the man entered her room.
Deg
Freya held onto her chest that was pounding strongly, shocked to hear the sound of the door being shut.
Oh, my God, my God... What kind of person is a demon anyway? muttered Freya sadly. Dragging his feet into the room he will occupy. rooms that are smaller than the husband's room.
Freya highlighted every corner of the empty room. Even if treated badly by her husband. He doesn't want to be sad about it. Starting from childhood, he was used to living hard. Even he never could sleep all night because the roof of their house leaked all, so the house could not make to sleep.
Freya decided to pray. He did not want to burden his mind with the attitude of the husband who did not reflect the head of the good family. The husband is obliged to protect his wife and provide all the necessities of life in accordance with his ability. Her husband Mahesa is a capable man. Instead, he was invited to live in a simple house.
Huuff...
Freya has finished praying. He kept his face on his suitcase. Then the woman reached into her backpack. He took a plastic bag containing drugs and vitamins that he had to drink every day, so that the fetus he was carrying grew healthy.
Freya came out of the room. He dragged his feet into the kitchen. Pour water into a white glass. Then he sat down on the chair, gulping down the pills he had in his hand in one gulp.
Huuff...
Freya took a deep breath. Remembering the journey of his pained life, made his heart feel claustrophobic. He had never felt happiness for a second. It is always a problem that comes to him and he must solve it himself.
Mom, forgive your son! he murmured in the heart. His hand quickly wiped away the tears that were now welling up in his eyes. Chest feels painful and shrill, remembering her mother who has passed.
"Well, are you here?"
"Aaaagh.. Ouchh...!"
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Prangs...
Freya was surprised, the glass in hand fell to the floor and broke. So surprised. He got up from the chair he was sitting in. Even he was about to fall, because he could not balance his body.
Freya is hanging. His chest was getting tighter at this moment. "A, I just had a drink!" sahut stammer. He was not really afraid of Mahesa. He was nervous in surprise.
"Oowww... Make me some coffee. Take it to the living room." Mahesa still stared lazily at Freya.
"You're shocked. Don't want to?" smirk Mahesa with her sour face looked at Freya.
"I, yes." Answer's flat. Start moving take the broom and the rasp. He will clean the broken glass on the floor.
Mahesa left the kitchen. And Freya started preparing the coffee Mahesa requested.
Two minutes of coffee has been brewed. Freya took him to the living room. The husband was busy with his lap top.
Mahesa glanced at her, as she placed the coffee next to her husband. When near to the husband. Faint Freya hears the voice ******women. He looked towards the husband's lap top. It turned out that her husband was on video call on the lap top, with the situation of the interlocutor of her husband was mad on the bed.
"Astagfirulah...!" freya said unconsciously.
"Aauww... Fucking you! your eyes where the mop acur..!!" Hardik Mahesa is furious with Freya.
Yes, Freya who was surprised by the behavior of the husband. His hand accidentally nudged the cup filled with coffee, and hit Mahesa's leg.
"Ma, sorry..!" Freya justifies the position of the glass. She looked scared to see her husband. Her husband likes bergi na.
"Don't be your innocent and holy-spirited ass. Surprised to see this. You are the expert, even you sell yourself" Mahesa told Freya.
"Yes, I'm worse than that woman. If you want to be satisfied, wear me. Now I'm your wife!"
Haha...
Mahesa laughed loudly. "Fwetish... Until whenever I won't touch a dirty woman like you. I'm the unlucky one, why could I sleep with you that night." Mahesa said with a reddened face, holding back resentment. "This is my lover, she misses me. He is now abroad. I'll introduce him to you."
"Not that he's been having an affair and he's been playing with an old man!"
"Be quiet, don't know you!" Mahesa seemed to want to swallow Freya alive, so upset he was on his wife.
"A, I know. When we do that. You are drunk. You said your girlfriend was playing with the old man!" The spirit of Freya challenged Mahesa.
"Oowww... You dare to fight. I know again!' Staring at Freya.
And the woman on camera kept calling Mahesa.
"Not knowing. But, the truth is that. You can check your phone. It was all our scenes you shot. You said you wanted to show your girlfriend that you could cheat on her, too." Clearly Freya was down.
Haha..
"Don't fuck you." Sergey Mahesa got up from his seat
"I don't fuck around. At that moment I realized. You're drunk, I don't want our scene to be filmed, but you're making it." Clearly Freya with a heavy facial expression.
"Which phone?" Mahesa asked confusedly.
"Yes your phone!" answer Freya nilar. His head hurt when he remembered the incident.
He who is still innocent, with his bagok want their bed action recorded. Freya has just plunged into the black world, so there has been no experience of self-security. When he got home, he regretted his stupidity.
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