Serabai Mr. Sean's
Chapter 1

Hicks!

There was the sound of sobbing cries beside his body. Sean–the mixed-blooded man was wriggling his body. He who had been soundly asleep, was now awakened by the sobbing sound of a young woman who was now curled up on the edge of the bed.

Sean's aghast. Not believing what he saw before his eyes. The figure of a young woman, having mature brown skin was curled up while trying to cover her innocent body with a portion of the blanket that now also covered Sean's body.

"You! W-what are you doing here, ha?!" screeched Sean with perfectly rounded eyes.

However, not the answer that was obtained, instead the young woman's cry became increasingly and made Sean drunk.

"Hush, quiet!" Sean walked up to the young woman and covered his sobbing mouth quite strongly. Wishing the young woman would stop her crying.

"Don't be loud, people will hear!" firmly Sean with glaring eyes looked at Sri.

Sri Wulandari–, the 21-year-old young woman, was unable to speak anymore. His whole body hurts, especially his sensitive areas.

Last night, blindly the man of mixed blood forced himself. He even became unconscious. Now, Sri was really desperate. The holiness that he had been guarding, had to be forcibly snatched away by Sean. The man he met twice.

Because Sri did not answer her question, Sean decided to find out what had really happened between them, in the room.

Sean got up from his bed and again he gasped in shock at finding his innocent body without a thread. Sean looked around the room and found several pieces of clothing lying on the floor, near the bed. A few pieces of clothing belonged to her and also belonged to Sri, the village girl who was not her type at all.

Sean grabbed his boxer pants that lay not far from his position. The blue-eyed man immediately wore the pants to cover his private area which happened to be in 'on' condition'.

"Hey, what's going on here?" sean asked while looking at Sri who was still sobbing in the corner of the bed. Sri's long, wavy black hair looks disheveled, in harmony with the young woman's face. Looks moody and uninspired.

"You're still asking what happened? It's obvious what's going on here, Mr. Sean!" sri half-cried with a scream. He was upset, angry, disappointed and desperate.

Sean was silent for a few minutes with his gaze still fixed on Sri. He scanned the simple woman's appearance and now he knows what she meant.

"Ja-so, you mean we've .... Uh!" Sean rubbed his face rough.

Sean walked up to Sri and stood right in front of the village woman.

Sri who felt victimized, did not accept when she was blamed by the reddish white man. He got up from his position and stood in front of Sean while maintaining the blanket that covered his private area.

Plakkkp!

"Your mouth is so insolent, Sir!" sri growled with tears streaming down both sides of her cheeks.

"I'm a poor girl, Mr. Sean. But I still have my pride. I am not a cheap woman who easily gives up her chastity to a man. Especially a foreigner like you!" continued with a loud breath.

Sri again hit the stocky body with all his remaining strength. "You bastard, Sir! You bastard!"

Sean could only resign and be silent while stroking his sore cheek from Sri's punch just now. Sean is still in shock. He did not believe that he had fucked and snatched the sanctity of the village girl.

After being satisfied to vent his anger, Sri immediately took out a few pieces of her clothes lying on the floor. He ran to the bathroom and went back to venting his anger there.

Meanwhile.

Sean looked around the room carefully. Including the bed that is now a silent witness to the occurrence of things that he never wanted. Sure enough, Sean found a blood stain on the clean white sheet. Sri's virgin bloodstains that she took last night by force.

Sean looked frustrated. He dropped himself on the edge of the bed. Several times Sean ruffled his brown hair violently. It was as if he was venting his frustration on himself.

"Oh my God, what other disaster is this?" he muttered while breathing out a rough breath.

In the bathroom.

He hit his body hard. Even the young lady's punch managed to leave a reddish mark on her exotic skin. Sri's body shivered, coupled with a cold shower, which was then wetting her entire innocent body.

"Yes God! Destroyed is my hope," Sri muttered while sobbing.

"My intention to wander into the city to become a successful person, instead, must accept this bitter reality" he said, banging on the bathroom wall.

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