Sexy, Naughty, Bitchy
The flashback 2

Plakk!!!

The hand landed perfectly on Panji's left cheek. Lina gasped for breath holding back the emotions in her chest. His hands were so loud. He deliberately put all his energy in order for this man's brain to slide to the floor all over.

He had tried to be patient with Panji's mouth which was clearly demeaning to him.

From hearing her chatter about the appron, then offering her to be a mistress, to booking Lina tonight at the hotel.

Last time Lina was going to serve her cooking, she lowered her head to pick up the plate on the trolley then suddenly the big hand squeezed *4*4* Lina on purpose.

Lina's patience is over.

"I think you're a respectable educated man, but it turns out that nothing more than a perverted man has no brain. Bangs*t you!" Hardik Lina's. For a moment she held her red hands. Then step away from the banner.

Lina was ready if she had to be fired from this restaurant, she didn't care.

Days change days, no complaints whatsoever from Panji. Lina thought the man had already gone far in search of another prey. But it turns out...

"Hi hunny's..." The sound was deep and heavy. Lina blinked trying to open her eyes. His head was heavy and his body was all sick. Like being forced into a marathon miles away.

He remembered that when he came home from work two big tall men followed him. Due to the crowded road conditions, Lina just relaxed. He was sure that the man would not dare to disturb him.

Now he was in a big, luxurious room. The bed and...

A hand overtook his stomach. Lina looked down, Panji's face was right above her chest.

Flashback off

Juno clenched her hands tightly, her eyes reddening withstanding anger. Lina had tears. He could no longer continue his story.

How her chastity was forcibly snatched away by a depraved man named Panji.

"Why are you quiet? You can report this to the police!" furious Juno.

"And smear my name, Mas? Everyone will know and forever I will be harassed. I am a girl and no longer holy, who would look at me without lust? And Panji must have used the money to pressure me." Lina said, hugging her own body. The fear haunted him all this time, not to mention his parents who would definitely bear the shame of his entire life.

"I'm not pregnant that's good enough." Isaac Lina.

"You just disappeared, I'm looking for you like crazy. Then you came up with all this reality." Juno gave a rough sigh. He was worried, his heart screamed inadmissibly.

"I'm sorry, Mom."

Juno fell silent, and so did Lina. They are busy with their own thoughts.

After a bit of calm, Lina ventured to hold Juno's hand.

"Thank you for all the kindness Mas's had in all this time, I'm a lucky woman to have been close to you. Don't make this a burden, I'm wrong. I ruined everything." Lina's words paused, the tears came back down. He hoped Juno would respond. But the man just silently looked at Lina with sadness.

"Mas deserves to be happy. Find a good woman, I'll say good."

Lina got out of the chair. He wanted to cry out loud. His chest is tight, he has no power if he has to be here any longer.

With her makeshift clothes and the oversized footwear she took from Juno's bathroom, Lina stepped out of the house.

Along the way he wept lamenting his fate. His sleeves were wet, full of tears. He just walked, followed where his feet went without knowing the direction. Until he was tired, until his clothes were no longer wet.

Lina was already not expecting Juno to catch up with her anymore or not. Slowly he will try to catch it even if it is difficult.

Although sometimes his heart does not accept, because so heavy a burden that he bears for something that is not his fault. Then what can he do? Only resignedly waiting for the miracle to come in his ruined life.

The hope is only Violin. He will be honest with the woman. If it is still profitable, Vio will take it back, or if it is apes he must be ready to lift foot from the house.

As Lina knows, Pam is Violin's best friend. He is afraid that Pam hates him, and usually in the name of friendship, Vio will fully support his best friend.

From earlier only kang ojek who came to offer his services, but Lina refused, he did not bring a penny. His bag containing a cell phone, money and others was lost somewhere.

He only had time to ask the direction to Violin's home address. Lucky he walked in the right direction, only the distance is still very far, said kang ojek earlier.

Lina sighed, she stopped at a shophouse that had closed to rest. He was thirsty, his throat was dry. And again it's late at night.

Seems like sitting in the role for a while doesn't matter, his legs need straightening. Lina squealed her sick calf. Feels a little comfortable.

To continue the journey seemed impossible, he was thirsty, tired, hungry and also sleepy. No food has entered his stomach.

Then his eyes caught the empty cardboard bark next to the shophouse. He decided to just rest here.

Lina hurriedly approached the cardboard, but because it was dark she did not see any deep holes nearby. His legs were twisted, he screamed in shock.

Slowly Lina tried to lift her right leg, she grimaced with the pain. Looks like his leg's sprained.

Again Lina could only sit back and cry. As if it had fallen on the ceiling, the pain multiplied.

He tried to strengthen his heart, strengthen his soul.

After a bit of calm, slowly he looked for a grip. Then grabbed the cardboard and limped back to where it was.

He breathed many times to calm himself. Looks like tonight he has to spend the night at the head of this store first. The important thing is that he can rest.

Then a matic motorbike stopped right in front of him while he was struggling to hold his cardboard.

"Bak rendang?!" Greet the biker after turning off the motorbike. Lina squinted her forehead, her reflexes retreated and almost fell if only this man did not pull her hand. Radar Lina was wary, could have been this guy Panji's errand, right? Think Lina.

Then the man took off his helmet, "Mbak rendang, right?" tajucnya.

Lina remembered, this child was her son Bu Isa, a neighbor of the Violin house that he had sent rendang at that time.

"Jupriy?!" Screaming Lina was happy, she cried again to see Jeffry. I don't know, he wanted to laugh happily, but the tears came out.

Finally after walking far enough, there were also people who knew him. It's like an oasis in the Savannah. Could this be a happy cry?

"Eh, you're crying anyway?" Jeffry was wrong. He was afraid to think again.

Lina flicked her hand, "I cry out at you." Obviously Lina.

"Yes but kayak did not hit you Mbak. Look at her tears rolling." Jeffry pointed at Lina's cheek.

Lina hurriedly covered her face with the end of her sleeves.

"Where the hell is he? Clock this prone you know mbak, many thugs seliweran." Jeffry swerving right left.

"My feet hurt, I couldn't walk. Anterin please come home, yo?"

"This is kesleo mbak, until it's swollen. I'm on the hunt, let's let's go!"

Jeffry helps Lina ride into the bonnet of his motorcycle. He positioned Lina's hand circular in his stomach so as not to look at it. Lina did not refuse, other than because she was tired, she also wanted to meet her bed immediately.

Lina's condition looks appalling. Jeffry is afraid to fit in the streets of this woman daydreaming or even crying again. So he tried to drive slowly.

It was proven several times Lina's hand loosened and almost fell if only Jeffry did not tighten the woman's grip again.

What the hell is it? This is different from the figure of Mbak rendang whom he met first. At that time this woman looked energetic and cheerful. Then it was almost Jeffry did not recognize him if only he did not sharpen his gaze.

Jeffry who was on a curious trip saw someone in front of the shophouse. He decided to approach the woman who was seen crying bitterly in front of the shophouse.

It falls on pity.