
Two weeks before the wedding.
"You're not staying over?"
"Later on, Ma. I have a college assignment, which I have to work on."
"Yes, already. The driver will drive you. Maybe, three more days, the brat's home."
"Yes, Ma. I'll take care of you."
Resti escorted his future son-in-law, to the page.
This afternoon, Maya stopped by Zamar's house, her fiance. She was asked to see her wedding dress and trinkets. Two weeks later, their wedding is held. But, Zamar asked permission, to finish his job, overseas.
The driver who drove Maya, was parked in the apartment building yard.
"Here you go, Non?"
"Yes, Sir. Thank you, yeah."
Maya has walked inside, while receiving a call from someone.
In the apartment, he was surprised by bottles of alcohol, on the table. His gaze shifted, on the smiling woman by raising her glass.
"Surprise."
"You drunk again?" Maya joins us on the sofa.
"It's an event, taking off the status of single. Come, toast!" Sandra gave him a glass of alcohol.
"I don't drink. I need to take care of my health!" ketus Maya, who was about to move, but Sandra grabbed his arm.
"May, just a glass. Zamar won't kill you, if you drink a glass."
Maya sat back down. Actually, there was another life in his stomach, which he needed to take care of. But, this, it becomes a secret. He wants this surprise, Zamar should know it first, before anyone else.
"Sans. You know, right, my tolerance for alcohol? Let alone a glass, a drop, I was dizzy and nauseous. That drink, it doesn't suit me."
"Come, please! Just one sip, after that, you can go."
Maya takes a breath. Sandra was a friend, who was already like a brother to her. Both are different social status. Sandra was born into a wealthy and honorable family. Not like him, who was an orphan. However, it is not a barrier between the two, to establish a friendly relationship.
"Okay, one sip." Maya grabs the glass, then toasts.
Uhuk, uhuk. Maya's throat, burning. He grabbed another glass, which was filled with water.
"Just a mouthful, you've been coughing."
"Not good. My throat is weird."
"That's the sensation." Sandra, spent one glass of alcohol in one gulp.
Maya leaned back, with her head beginning to turn dizzy and nauseous. He glanced, one bottle of alcohol, already spent Sandra. There are still a few more bottles on the table.
"You want some more?" ask Sandra who gave me a glass back.
"No. I've been feeling dizzy and nauseous." Maya closed her eyes. "You planning on getting drunk?"
"really. I can't seem to attend your wedding."
"Why?" Maya opened her eyes, then looked. "You got a problem?"
"My parents, arranged the wedding, without my knowledge. He said the son of their business partner. You know, right. They don't accept rejection."
"Then, what's your plan?"
"I'm going out of the country next week and I'm staying there. But, don't worry, I'll call you often." Sandra again sipped a full glass, an alcoholic drink.
"Already, stop. You're drunk!" Maya takes a bottle of drink. But, outclassed by Sandra.
"Drunk, is the best medicine I've ever forgotten."
Glek, glek, glek.
Suddenly, Maya's head got dizzy. His eyes turned and his eyes felt heavy. He shook his head a few times, but it remained the same.
"I'll go to the room first. I'm going to sleep."
"Hm. I'll catch up." Sandra was busy with her drink. He will not rise before he has finished it.
Maya herself, has collapsed on the bed. His head was pounding and he couldn't hold it.
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Sunlight, already entering through the ventilation. Maya feels glare, as a speck of light hits her two sweets, which are still closed.
Maya blinked, while straightening her joints. But, a burly hand hugged his waist tightly. And he's new, sober, if he doesn't wear clothes.
Maya smiled wryly, she could guess who the man who was hugging her was. He silenced the hand, waiting until the owner woke up.
Time passed, the man behind him started to move. In fact, landed a kiss on his shoulder.
"Good morning."
Deg.
The voice of a foreign man, making the heart of Maya, spurred. Quickly, he looked. In that instant, Maya's heart, as if falling on the ground. His eyes are perfectly round. He immediately got up, away from the naked stranger, on his bed.
"Who are you?" Maya's voice trembled, tightly holding her blanket.
"Honey. Don't be, we just enjoyed it last night. And you've forgotten." The man grinned and got out of bed.
"Don't come any closer!" Maya is moving backwards. "I don't know you. What have you done?"
"My dear. Because, you don't remember, then I'll help you remember how you cried out last night."
Maya runs, towards the door. With trembling hands, he tried to grab the handle. But, that man, caught him first.
"Let go, release!" Maya thrashed, by hitting the man, who seemed to have no impact.
He fell on the bed, with a blanket almost open.
"Please, let me go. I'll give you whatever you ask. You need money? I'll give it." Maya tries to grope, with tears in her eyes.
"I just wanted to hear your sigh last night." Roughly, the man opened Maya's blanket.
"Let go, release!" yelled Maya, wriggling. She finally remembered, going to Sandra. "Sandra, San, Sandra," call Maya, but it doesn't get any authorization.
Maya is still trying to fight back, by hitting the man's chest, which slowly overlaps her. He also kicked, but eventually lost power. He could only cry and scream for help.
"I beg you, please don't do this," sobs Maya who is getting tired.
Brakes.
Maya looks.
"WHAT ARE YOU GUYS DOING?" zamar shouted, with a stern look.
Without waiting, Zamar approached and kicked the man down. Maya immediately got up, grabbed a blanket to cover her body.
"Oh, isn't this, young master Zamar, who's been financing my beloved?" The man smiled, slowly rising up.
"Za, please don't listen to him! I didn't know him and he tried to rape me" Maya said.
"Honey. I know, he gave you luxury. But, you can't, don't admit to me."
Zamar's face flushed with breaths up and down. His hands were perfectly clenched and finally landed.
"Your lover?" Bugh. One kick was powerful enough, making the man fall down, unconscious.
Maya covered her face, with both eyes already wet. He is confused as to what to do now. Zamar's anger, made him afraid and calm, because it came at the right time.
"Huan," cried Zamar.
"Yes, Sir."
"Bring him in."
Huan the secretary, took a towel, covered the man's body. Then, take him out aided by his men.
Zamar is still standing. His hands were still clenched, with sharp eyes, staring at the future wife.
"He who?" hiss Zamar. He was holding back anger, with great difficulty.
"Za. I don't know him. I don't know how he got in either." Maya looked down again, with a crying voice.
Zamar did not answer. He steps up and pulls the blanket from Maya's body.
"Fuck!" as Zamar, with warm eyes. "Say, honestly, May!" hiss Zamar, in a low tone but sounding very scary.
"I don't know him, Za. Trust me!"
"With all the markings on your body, you're still saying, don't know him?" snapped Zamar, in flames.
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