Selling My Virginity (Selling My Virginity)
My Virginity Ch 37.
With a shaky step and a confused mind. He was in the back of the class. It felt increasingly claustrophobic as all eyes were on him. Beby looked down at the table.
"Dad," she said slowly. Unknowingly her tears also dripped, but directly on her swab.
Soon he reached into the cell phone in his bag. Then contact someone. His hands shook sticking that flat object into his ears.
"Click, pick up dad.." he muttered while biting his fingernails out of nervousness. Many times tried but the father never raised his call.
"Damn!" he slammed his phone on the table. Then it began to remember someone, namely Mr. Juan secretary of his father. Beby immediately dialed Mr. Juan's phone number, which he kept on his phone. With just one ring, Mr. Juan has raised it.
"Hello? Beby?" said Mr. Juan across the line.
"Hello Mr Juan? Hmm, i-i..." Beby was speechless, his tongue was twisted.
"You're going to ask about your father!" said Mr. Juan, as if he knew what Beby was thinking.
"Your father was detained at the local police station****," Juan continued.
"What's going on? How come?" ask Beby.
"Your father was arrested for bribery of a council member, and he became one of the recipients of the bribe! Beby, you don't have to worry I'm sure your father is innocent" Juan replied.
"Sorry Beby, I can't! My career is still long, and I don't want to be taken in that case!"
"Suck!" Beby couldn't contain his anger at that useless secretary.
"You're so ungrateful, my father's been hiring you all along! But you don't even know yourself like this" Beby said.
"Hey, you don't know anything, Beby! So don't talk as if you understand, just so you know your father hasn't paid me in the last few months! He's broke and has nothing, so why would I hang on to him?"
"Fuck, you shameless bastard! Look out for you, if we meet! I'll definitely be-"
Not finished he said, the call has been decided. Beby tried to dial back Juan's phone number. But it can't, because Mr. Juan has blocked the call from him.
"Good morning everyone, all of you ready?" greet the teacher who will start the class. All of them say hello back but Beby does not. He stared blankly at his phone screen. Confused what to do.
Seconds later. He immediately stood up and tidied up his belongings. Then ran out of the classroom. Even though the lecturer had called his name, Beby still did not turn his head. His mind seemed to be scattered, unable to think clearly. The one inside his head right now was his father. He was so worried, even though he was not close to his father. But still he loved the middle-aged man he had called father since he was little.
In front of the campus gate there is a taxi that is parked, Beby directly into it. Ask the driver to take her to the police station that Mr. Juan told her about. Along the way, Beby could not stop wiping his wet fingers. Her anxious feelings she could not control.