One Night One Billion
CHAPTER 02 - The Price of Sainthood

A man who sees women not wearing clothes in front of him will certainly feel tempted, moreover they are in one room, and there are only them.

Unexpectedly the woman pulled her hand and fell them together on a soft mattress, a sweaty face, my eyes made her swallow her saliva again. "Master help me." Wiry of that woman.

"Miss, I didn't hire you to sleep, I just needed a drinking buddy and a chat."

"Hire? Ah whatever, but I really need your help. My body feels hot, and my chest feels like it wants to explode, here!" The man's eyes widened because again his hand was pulled and this time his big hand had landed on the woman's chest because it was guided. His hand moved slightly and felt a thick mound there.

"It's like it's going to explode, right?"

Yeah right, his heart was indeed pounding loudly, and that the man could feel.

"Well, I'll help you, but you never regret that" he said in a voice that seemed to be holding back a stifled desire. And the woman nodded unconsciously.

Without any more ba-bi-bu, he ambushed the woman's rosy lips so violently and lustfully.

Hmmmmm!

the voice of the woman who was slowly enjoying her attack.

Sssrrrppp Ssssrrrrrpp Ssssrrrppp! The sound of their liddah wars.

And not even just up there, now his fondling down the neck of the white and

seamless the woman.

"Eng.., mmmppp.., shhhhh..." The sensational voices sounded very exciting and made the man more lusted for it.

Because he could not stand it anymore, finally the man passed the hotpant owned by the woman and her safety triangle, his eyes looked hungry at the raw meat overgrown with thin feathers, he glanced for a moment at the face of the woman who turned out his eyes were closed and interpreted it as being ready to receive terrible blasphemies from her.

Missiles that are ready to fight are now in front of the fortress, slow he guided the missile to enter slowly but it turns out that the door of the fort has never been touched by anyone, because it proved difficult he broke through it.

Repeatedly he tried and for his last effort it was successful also with a groan of pain from the owner of the place. The man's conscience is again made wavering but his demonic appetite cannot be ignored because it is more dominant. And again he grabs it to provide comfort.

Feeling more relaxed, he continued back, put it deeper and deeper

again, and then...

Blessh!

‘Eeengggh!’

he screamed pain, biting his own lips until there was a hint of blood coming out of his lips, and his tears also escaped from the tip of his eyeball.

The man's hand gently rubbed his woman's head to ease the pain a little, his eyes went down looking at the area where the deadly missile was stuck, and there was a patch of blood that seeped as he pulled out a bit of his weapon.

“He really is still holy,” his guamam. After a while, he resumed his desire.

The hot activity occurred for two hours, the man's prowess, also the woman's lust as being controlled by a stimulant drug made her continue to dance nonstop.

The man turned his head to the side, looking at the woman who had fallen asleep with a thick coat. Just now he was about to close his eyes from fatigue, the door was knocked from the outside.

With the forced and annoyed because his rest time has been disturbed, he also moved from there by wearing his bathrobe first.

Click! He opened the door which turned out to be a man he knew as the club's manager

that night. “What else is it?” ask him lazily.

The man looked inside and saw the sleeping girl there. “Oh thank goodness if Mister has found another, again forgive me, I have not been able to give my best for you. I excuse.” But before the man turned around to leave he called out to her again.

“Hei!”

“Ya Sir?”

“See first, are you sure you don't know him?” tanyanya made sure again.

The man looked back and shook his head confidently. “No Sir, why

indeed?”

“Oh yasudah you can go.”

With even more shock, he was stuck behind the door, had he just desecrated someone else's daughter, but wasn't the girl herself who had come to him. His mind attacks each other.

*

The sun had already raised its light, the girl who was still a dozen years old opened her eyes, her face was smiling at the light coming through the glass window. He flexed his stiff muscles, and somehow his head felt very heavy. “Cold...” softly, which then he intends to move from the mattress but a moment later he just realized, if the place he is currently in looks very foreign.

“Where is this?” his murmur and then suddenly scream because he realized also, that he was not wearing a thread in his body at this time. “Gosh!” the screech immediately rolled up the body

with the blanket.

His eyes closed, if this was a dream, but when he opened his eyes again, it turned out that this time was not a dream like his hope. He looked at his blanket-covered body, his eyes reddened and the clear water escaped from his round eyes.

“Blood?” he who then cried bitterly.

“Yes God what happened.” He tried to remember but couldn't.

The tip of his eye caught something lying on the nightstand. Yes it was a piece of paper, it limply grabbed it. Wiped her tears first and then read them slowly.

* "Don't look for me! Maybe it's worth the price of your wedding!"**

With tears in his eyes, he closed his mouth, and turned back to the nightstand where there was one more sheet of paper and it was a Cheque, it says a figure of one billion rupiah. His cry broke, he was very devastated at that time, and there was written a name, Dirgantara. Is he the one?

That girl is Aqila Sharma.

Trained he immediately picked up his clothes and wore them even to move the base area of his legs felt very painful, which even still there are blood spots on his inner thighs that he did not have time to clean first.

Slowly but surely, he managed to get out of the place of evil, and now he was confused what to say to his uncle and aunt because last night did not come home.

He stopped an ojek and asked to be delivered to his friend's house, a fellow student at his school. And when he gets the behavior that he did not expect. My countryman whom he had even considered his own best friend chased him away with the heart.

“You what are you here for?” ask her with a face that looks disgusted at her.

“Yar? Lu why?”

“Gue already know your behavior like how, all school children also know! Last night lu abis in booking ‘kan?”his best friend's question left him open.

Aqila really did not expect why her best friend could ask such a question. With tears in her eyes, Aqila could only shake her head.

“Where are you going? Can you clear Qil?”

“Gue..., I..., Bela, he loves me to drink, and..., and..., I don't know anything else,” explained Aqila trembling, trembling, but as if already covered with disappointment, Yara, his best friend did not want to listen to him.