Stain From you
Chapter 1 The Terrible Incident

“You didn't come to the celebration? I thought you were coming,” Gilda said as she sat on the edge of Edzhar's bed and looked at her. He watched Edzhar sleeping while holding a cell phone.

Gilda was in Edzhar's private room, a man close enough to her, but not her boyfriend. Gilda had been Edzhar's best friend since they had been on the bench, so it was no stranger to him to come to Edzhar's room. Since tonight was a celebration of their graduation, Gilda wanted to make sure that Edzhar came to the party.

“About you coming?”

“You don't see? I've been wearing a dress, Ed.”

Edzhar, who had been focusing on mobile phones, now looked at Gilda. From head to toe, Edzhar watched his best friend's clothes. “You sure you'll wear that dress?” edzhar asked with enlarged pupils.

“Yakinu. Why should I not be sure?”

The dress worn by Gilda is a short tight dress in white, with a sabrina collar model. Edzhar could see the cleavage of her best friend who was not well covered. So he asked, and so that Gilda could replace it with a safer dress.

“It's best to change your clothes, it looks ... a little teasing ..,” witty Edzhar while straightening her up. He got out of bed and put his phone on the nightstand. Edzhar walks into her wardrobe and looks for the clothes she will wear to the graduation party.

“This is the dress I have. I won't be long anyway, nightclubs aren't my favorite place. You know me, Ed.”

“Yes already, it's up to you. I change clothes first.”

“OK. I'm waiting for you outside."

After a few seconds of Edzhar in the bathroom, Gilda opted out. But before he lifted his feet, he heard Edzhar calling his name. Make Gilda approach and answer, “What's wrong?”

 “Don't forget to call Carla!” edzhar's word reminds.

While standing at the door, Gilda casually replied, “He's your lover, you should have told me yourself, not me.”

“Please .. I forgot to take her! If not told now, we'll be waiting for her to get dressed! We could be late to the party.”

“Oke, I'm calling now! Don't change your clothes for long!”

Once out of Edzhar's room, Gilda immediately informed Carla. Said that he and Edzhar were going to his house to pick up a few more minutes. Gilda said that they would go to a nightclub to party, celebrating Edzhar's graduation as well.

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“Maybe this is the only time she can use to wear that pretty dress,” said Gilda who tried to mediate between Edzhar and Carla's quarrel in the unfinished parking lot since they left Carla's house.

“Cantics? Beautiful dress from where? All his thighs and chest were clearly visible! You too, Gil!” spray Edzhar is still emotional. Carla did appear in a black dress that was much shorter and open than Gilda, no wonder Edzhar scolded her all-out.

“Already, we go to the club to party. I don't like being lectured when you brought me here yourself, Honey ...”

It did not stop there the quarrel of the two men. Until inside the club named ‘Dark Purple’ Edzhar still scolded Carla. Until the upset Carla chooses to enter first, leaving Edzhar.

“Cursue! Why are you quiet?!” gilda's orders were upset, and pushed Edzhar's body with all her might. Until finally he who was alone, entered without friends. He prefers to take a leisurely walk and look at the club intensely.

The atmosphere of the club at twelve o'clock past thirty minutes tonight seemed so crowded, it was getting boisterous. The music of the disjockey who nods his head on stage there also encourages young people to shake their hips to the right-left. Not to forget, the lights are twinkling various colors that make Gilda's head dizzy, want to feel like she just went home.

Inside, he met all his comrades in arms. But he did not find Carla. The figure of Edzhar was already sitting alone at the end of the sofa, at the corner. Gilda, curious where Carla is, walks over. Before sitting down, he was greeted by his classmates and shook hands. Gilda is also treated to various kinds of alcoholic beverages. With a thin smile Gilda raised her glass and tucked it slightly.

“Carla where?”

“I don't know.”

“Then why are you still here?! Why don't you look for it?!”

“For what? He just doesn't want to listen to my orders. I've called him a few times, but he kept going and ignored me.”

Hearing that Gilda patted Edzhar's shoulder. He already knew how stubborn Carla was, no wonder Edzhar had such a hard time advising the girl. “In addition to talking carefully, maybe Carla will melt if you are softer on her, Ed.”

The two of them refocused on their friends. Gilda didn't make much noise. He only responded to the question of his friend who was curious about his work. Gilda said that she had just applied at one of the companies, but had yet to get a call. So, Gilda's activities are currently only busy managing the bakery left by her parents.

Gilda, sitting next to Edzhar, leaned on the man's shoulder. His mouth began to rumble, after which his consciousness slowly diminished. His hand even moved by itself, picking up the glass after receiving the pouring from Edzhar.

He drank a type of tequilla drink with a fairly high alcohol content. Though so foreign to Gilda, her mouth continued to gulp.  Some of their friends who were still strong drinking even several times warned Edzhar to stop drinking so as not to get drunk. Unfortunately, the man's consciousness had been thinning since ten minutes ago.

That night, a celebration party that feels alien to Gilda becomes an unexpected disaster in her life. He had to accept the fact that he and Edzhar had spent several hours in the man's room. Holding a head that feels very dizzy.

“Pusing ...,” muttered Gilda who was still not fully aware. He also did not know that his white dress was not attached to the body. It took him a few seconds to open his eyes perfectly. As soon as he turned to the left side, the next second his furry eyes bulged wide.

“Ed-zhar ...,” flowed together with the stocky arm on his waist tightened. Sensing Edzhar's skin firsthand, Gilda realized that she was completely naked. “Are we just finished doing hub—“ his speech was interrupted as Edzhar further pulled her body.

“I love you so much, Carla .. please listen to my advice.” Gilda whose stiff body was in Edzhar's arms could only swallow her saliva. “All that is for your good, Carla ..” After that Gilda felt that Edzhar's arms no longer held her tightly.

Holding back her tears, Gilda tried to escape Edzhar's embrace. With great care, he got off the bed belonging to his close friend and picked up his underwear and dress, in a hurry even though the groin was so sore. He also picked up his bag lying on the floor near the nightstand.

“Maybe after this I will stay away from you, Ed ..” shrewd Gilda before going into Edzhar's bathroom to put her clothes back on. It didn't take long for her to get dressed and get out of there.

He stared at Edzhar for a long time before he completely set foot from Edzhar's private room. The room that is usually used to do college assignments with the handsome, polite man, maybe he will never visit again. As a result of this horrific incident she never dreamed of, Gilda is determined that she must stay away or other problems will arise.

Gilda's pair of legs swung very slowly, her mind floating. All ages, only this time the most privacy body touched others. Moreover, that person was Edzhar, the man who always accompanied and was very close to him. He swore he would not tell anyone about the events that happened to him, including Edzhar.

“Gilda? You it?” call someone from the kitchen, and that's where the back door of Edzhar's house is. The back door will actually be used by Gilda to sneak out, so as not to be caught by people in Edzhar's house. However, fate seemed to be once again not on his side. “Oh, it turns out you're awake.”

Gilda fell silent. His body seemed to be unable to move as Mateo's figure now stood facing towards him. Even the old man was staring fixedly. Gilda whose steps had stopped ever since the hoarse voice called out to her, nodded slowly.

“It's still too early, go back to the guest room. Just rest first.”

“No, Grandpa. I have to go home, my aunt must be worried.” Gilda answered politely and smiled faintly. “I was just saying goodbye to a party for a while. I feel bad that it's getting longer here, Grandpa.”

“At least drink warm milk first, alcohol has already tormented you. It would be very dangerous if you came home this early by yourself.” Inevitably Gilda accepted Mateo's offer, and invited Mateo to the dining room. “You just sit here, I'll have the waiter make you warm milk.”

“No, Grandpa.” Gilda was still trying to resist alright.

“At least let your stomach get better with just a glass of warm milk.

“Alright, but let me,” reject Gilda who really feels bad.

However, Mateo insists on holding Gilda in the dining room. “No, Gilda. I know you're exhausted, sit quietly. Your face doesn't look all right, son.” Very forced head Gilda moved up and down. “After that I will ask the driver to drive you, so that you can return home safely.”

“Good, Grandpa.”

Mateo returned to the kitchen and left Gilda in the dining room by herself. Staring at the back of Edzhar's grandfather who was slowly moving away, the girl thought about the old man's words. If Mateo knew himself last night was taken to the guest room, then why would he wake up in Edzhar's bed?

Gilda felt something was wrong. The weirdness that he really did not think could happen, and befall him in an instant. Just as Gilda was about to slap herself in the face, the waiter came to bring her the warm milk that Mateo had ordered, but with some cookies. Drawn in front of him.

After saying thank you, Gilda held the servant's hand. “Wait, Mona .. there's something I want to ask,” said Gilda then who made the waiter nod and let Gilda ask. “You know who brought me here last night?”

“Of course I know, Miss. Some of Mr. Edzhar's friends brought you home. I'm also leading you, because you were drunk last night, Miss,” Mona said without covering up. “Do you not remember at all?” asked Mona who made Gilda shake her head.

“Where did you lay me last night?”

“Of course in the guest room next to Mr. Edzhar's room, Miss.” Gilda who heard Mona's reply was of course shocked, to the point of swallowing her own saliva with her eyes bulging. Seeing Gilda's expression, Mona asked, “Is there something wrong with the room?”

“Ti-no, no, Mona. Thank you for helping me yesterday.” Gilda smiled faintly with a chaotic thought. Approaching a glass filled with warm vanilla milk to the lips, he said, “Thank you also for the drink ..” Mona then returned to the kitchen to prepare a special breakfast menu orders Mateo Martinez.

“So, who brought me to Edzhar's room?” muttered Gilda who covered her face with both hands. He feels stupid if that's what really happened. But what if someone traps him? If yes, who? Exhaling her breath, Gilda returned to drinking. 

“There's no way people here are doing that crazy thing,” cleanly before getting up from the chair. Especially when imagining Mateo's face, it seems very impossible for Gilda if the old man planned something ridiculous. He added, “Including grandfather, impossible ... Then, who? And for what?” Gilda was silent for a while before asking quietly to herself, she said, “Maybe I walked into her room unknowingly?”