Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
Novel Promotion: Aksara for Arsyilla
By morning that day. A young girl woke up in distress. He felt his body crumble, and his head was so heavy. When her eyes blinked, and her head felt so dizzy, the girl jumped in shock when she realized her naked state. The circumstances were so sad and never imagined by him before.
His tears just broke, when he realized the clothes he was wearing were scattered on the floor of the hotel room, even he was lying only covered with a white blanket. Shirts, trousers, even underwear were also scattered just like that. Looking at all his clothes scattered, there must be something that he never wanted.
"Oh my God, what have I done. I don't remember at all. How did I end up like this?" his mind was massaging his temple and one hand was maintaining the white blanket that covered his chest area.
When the girl started to move her legs around in the blanket, there was a human body inside.
"Feet .. hah, whose foot is this?" he murmured with tears still.
"Hand .. Whose hand is this?" mumbling again.
Braving himself to turn his head, there was a back that was without clothes was seen lying on his side. Suddenly the girl closed her eyes dramatically, perhaps she was committing a sin, a forbidden relationship. After all, who was the man who was backing him right now?
"Back ... no clothes too? Oh my God, I'm dead. Surely Mama and Papa will not forgive me." he cried in his heart. "God, what am I wrong? To the point that I had to experience this disaster. Must have been alcohol last night. Damn it." gritted and held his head that felt increasingly heavy.
Trouble, he gathered his memories in vain, because the more he tried to remember them, the more he felt dizzy. Trying to remember how he finally got to this place, inside this hotel room.
Slowly the girl, lowered her face to see her appearance under this blanket.
"Oh my God .. I was almost innocent." her inner self as she wiped the tears that came out of the corner of her eyes.
It felt like the girl wanted to get out of the bed immediately and pick up her clothes scattered on the floor and put them back on. However, if he took the clothes that were there instead he could not maintain the white blanket that wrapped his chest area. Things are really going wrong.
Until the movement of the girl, it actually woke up the man who was lying on his side. The man slowly opened his eyes and rubbed the hair that several strands covered his forehead. The man was indeed handsome, especially with disheveled hair in the morning, making the man look sexy. Unfortunately, the sight of the morning was nothing that caught the attention of the crying girl.
"You awake?" ask the man while changing his position and now leaning on the head board. Leaving her chest plain as it was, the white blanket only covered part of her legs.
Realizing the girl's shaky shoulders, the man approached and gave a kiss on the girl's open shoulder as it was not covered by the blanket.
"Don't cry. I'll take responsibility for everything. Mostly all this happened because of mutual agreement" he said.
While the girl was sobbing even more, especially her body reacted by avoiding when a lip just by daring to kiss her back. It felt like the girl wanted to slap that brash guy at her. How could it say the disaster was a mutual agreement, after all it was clear that at this time the girl did not remember the incident that had dragged her into an illicit relationship last night.
Slowly the man shuffled, scooping the blanket covering his leg area just like that. Showing her absolute innocence, then walking just like that to the bathroom.
"After all, you saw it last night .. Put your clothes back on, I'll take you home."
Still sobbing, the girl tried to take her clothes and put them back on. A little look in the mirror that shows his shabby face with eyes that are so swollen. Don't forget the kissmark on his neck. As hot as it is, last night's tragedy happened?
However, the girl tried to think clearly. Ready or unprepared, she must face Papa and Mama. Surely Papa and his mother will be angry.
Finally, the man came out of the bathroom and was wearing full clothes. "Come, I'll drive you home. Where's your address?" ask the man.
However, the girl immediately shook her head, "No. I can go home by myself" she said insisting she did not want to be driven home by the man she had spent the night with.
The man smirked, "Don't be stubborn. Come on .. Besides, I have to take responsibility for everything."
"No. I don't want to accept responsibility from a man like you." he said with his eyes fixed. It was as if he was indeed unwilling to accept accountability from the man.
Until the phone rings.
"Papa ..." At once the girl panicked to see her Papa name coming out on her smartphone screen.
Amidst her doubts, the girl ventured to shift the green icon on her phone screen. Several times he sighed before making a sound and answering the voice of his father.
"Yes Pa .." said with trembling lips.
"Where are you, honey? Mama just went to your room, apparently your room is empty. Coming home soon, Mama is worried about you." said the Papa through his mobile call.
"Yes Pa .. I'll be home soon. Wait for me, Pa.." she answered with fear.
Don't know once he gets home, what he'll receive at home. Surely Papa and his mother will be angry with him. Imagining Papa and his wrathful Mother, it was so painful. Nevertheless, the rice has become porridge. What happened last night is inevitable.
"You're going home like that? An incomplete shirt? With that face?" ask the man who is now sitting on the bed.
The girl again noticed her appearance by biting her inner lips. It was also impossible for him to come home under such circumstances. Taxi drivers will be suspicious of his chaotic condition and the buttons of his shirt are also missing.
"It's .. I'll take you home. Tell me where your address is, because I will be responsible for everything." said the man who stood up and jerked the girl's hand to stand up and follow her.
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