Selling My Virginity (Selling My Virginity)
My Virginity Ch 8.
"Here he is, a total of forty-five million rupiahs!" Said a bank teller while giving me a brown envelope. Which contains a fold of one hundred thousand rupiah notes.
I welcomed him and thanked him. The money then I put it in the carry-on bag I was carrying. A sigh of relief came out of my mouth. Although I can pay my tuition and debt at the cafe where I and the Gods ate. The money that is now on me. It will not be enough for me to meet the needs of my life.
"Fuck you Gerry!" I kicked a drink can that I passed on the street. I really hate Gerry. He really made me look like a fool.
I sold my virginity, at Gerry's offer. I was paid fantastically, but Gerry could've run the money. Tired, right now I am so tired of facing the next days. I was confused how I got through it. My savings day after day erode.
The huft!
I breathe heavily. My eyes were closed so hard to sleep well. It was a month after that time. Happened in the hotel room.
I no longer live in Melanie's apartment. Because I feel very bad, if I continue to ride with him. Therefore I chose to rent a boarding room close to campus. It does not cost much for transportation.
Drrt drrt!
My phone's vibrating. I moved lazily grabbing it under the pillow. My eyes opened one peek at the name of someone who called me.
"Mother?"
I breathe again. As usual, my mother called me. Ask the news and other things. How else, of course I have to lie and keep lying. If my life is okay.
If only you knew I was like this. He will be very disappointed and will blame himself. Due to the destruction of her oldest daughter, I. I would rather lie for the good.
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Next day.
I walked down the campus corridor. The sound of my graceful footsteps wearing high heels. It sounded so sweet, all the men's views were on me. That's nothing new, because I'm used to being the center of attention.
"Hi, Beby."
"Well, uh, breakfast balloons? Yuk canteen."
"Gue belanjain want, yok."
"Where are you going?"
And many more sweet words came out of the mouths of the striped-nose men and the eyes of the basket. Makes my ears feel bad to hear it.
"Shit!" Let me slow down while clenching my hands. I immediately entered the classroom, before the lecturer who taught came.
I chose the top seat and chose to be alone. Because I'm not used to talking to anyone but Melanie. And today he couldn't get in, he said there were important family matters. I also prepared a notebook and a pen on the table. To record the material to be discussed.
Not long after, the teacher came and started the class. Describe some material and then do a question and answer session.
It doesn't feel like a few hours have passed. I walked out of the classroom staring at the circular watch on my left arm. The clock is twelve o'clock in thirty minutes.
"Beby," cried someone calling my name.
I looked towards the source of the voice. An eye-glazed woman stood behind me while carrying a pile of books in her hands.
"What's wrong?" ask that woman.
"Loe was called by Dean Werlyn in her room" the woman replied as she walked away. Without hearing my words.
The huft!
I pinched the temple and sighed many times. What am I going to say, Dean Werlyn must be charging me a semester.