Tarnished Before Accident
Chapters 01. Besmirched

"The sanctity of a woman lies in her waking crown. However, when the honor that had been guarded so desperately had been taken away, was that sanctity questionable?"

~AleeNa_Anonymous

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"Alea!"

I was stunned for a moment when a voice shocked me. I who previously worked with cleaning supplies immediately stopped activities.

My name is Alea Hinata. Just call Alea. Later that night, exactly twelve o'clock at twenty-three years old. Right now, I work sif night as a cleaning service at a five-star hotel.

Look at the familiar voice in the ear. He is Rindi, my good friend. His job is here as a food delivery waiter at the restaurant on the ground floor of this hotel. He came with a tray that seemed to contain food. I don't know, because I myself can't see clearly because on top of the tray is covered with a hood of steinles.

"Alea, help me! I can't help it anymore." He said while holding his stomach. In a hurry I put a broom with mop tool in place, then wash my hands using soap located in the sink.

"Hey, what happened to you?"

He handed the tray to me. Without answering my question, he said, "Please, take me to room number 124 A!"

"But, ..."

"I want to go to the toilet. It can't stand it anymore" he said hurriedly as he clenched his feet like he was holding back the urge to urinate before going to the closet that happened to be near where I was standing.

The knotty smile on my lips just rose while shaking slowly at Rindi's ridiculous behavior. He shouldn't have come looking for me in this area, right? But, the name is also a stomachache, surely everything feels urgent with the contents of the head that can not walk as it should.

I immediately replaced Rindi's task to deliver the food to the guest room as requested. My feet treaded cautiously in fear that the expensive-looking food had fallen. My meager salary would be forfeited in vain if it were to happen.

Passing through the corridor in the middle of the night made my heart uneasy. I am certainly not a brave woman. My nyaliku is only a mustard if shown by invisible things. Therefore, I always pray that God be kind by not meeting me with supernatural beings both beautiful, handsome, and creepy.

After boarding the elevator, my feet continued to step to go to the guest room of the food ordering. My breath was heard softly after being right in front of the door bearing the number 124 A according to the address of the room.

"Excuse me, take the food." I screamed while knocking on the door. However, the door did not seem to close properly. My knock is not too hard, but it can make a wide gap with the door open on its own.

Doubtful. I put my body inside without anyone telling me to. My logic didn't go well, it was just that the desire to immediately complete the task was more domineering so that the subconscious led me to go inside.

The room was dark. It seems that the occupants of the room deliberately did not turn on the lighting lights. A little I reached for a place to put a smart lock door card that used to stick to the wall, but I did not find it. I took a deep breath, trying to stay calm while continuing to walk towards the table in the corner of the room. Armed with a slight moonlight bias illuminating the room, I was finally able to put the food down safely.

I exhale a sigh of relief. Just finished arranging the food on the table, there was a sound of the door closing from the inside. I immediately looked back.

However, I had yet to turn around, a pair of hands suddenly hugged my body.

I was stunned for a moment, wanting to look. However, the hand that was originally hugging suddenly slipped behind my work uniform. As much as I can shake, holding a heavy hand that wants to touch my private parts. Unfortunately, he was too strong to fight.

The hand pulled me back, slammed me into the bed. His silhouette looks tall. I can't see exactly who's forcing me this time. The moonlight that broke through behind the glass window curtain was not enough to sharpen my vision of the figure.

As strong as my energy shuffled after my body slammed on the bed.

"Rena!"

He called me Rena. I shook my head strongly.

"I'm not Rena. Sir, you're wrong man."

He didn't give me a chance to explain because at that very second that figure also lunged at me. I shouted, but was immediately silenced with the lips of the curse. My open mouth gave her the chance to sneak her tongue inside.

My eyes were fully rounded when I felt his tongue exploring my oral cavity. I was confused, not feeling the pleasure that I was in the drama novels. Rather, disgust and want to vomit. I didn't know him, nor did I ever see his face. Why could he do this to me? Took the first kiss I should have given to someone I loved.

I kept kicking, hitting, or pulling her hair. All the efforts I made in order to be free from the humans in front of me. My body-banging rebellious attitude didn't seem like much of an impact. He's getting wild by taking off my clothes. I'm sure my work uniform is torn and torn here and there, but my hands are still trying to hold it.

"Tu-an, let me go! To-long!"

I kept crying with tears. My clothes have disappeared somewhere. The man continued to force his will on me. The disgust as his hands began to creep, tracing the surface of my body made me despicable. I want to get away from him, but how?

I still haven't given up completely. I gave up all my strength to get away from that burly body. Body that feels hot and hard. Perhaps, if other women would be fascinated with this kind of athletic body. But that didn't happen to me. I'm disgusted. I hateit.

He kept calling her name Rena. Who does Rena have? I'm afraid this man is married and Rena is his wife. He is in an unconscious condition. Oh, my God, what should I do?

"Master, please!"

He doesn't care. Until it all ended there. The shadow of the destruction of my future was already drawn before my eyes. My crying is useless, it's all for nothing.

That night, right at the beginning of October, when I grew by one year, was the beginning of my life's destruction. My screams, my rejection, and all my resistance is over.

Everything is done. I'm losing. I'm tarnished. Oh, my God, what's my fault?

The man collapsed on my body after taking away my chastity. Leaving deep scars that are impossible to treat. The honor of being a woman I've worked so hard to keep from being destroyed overnight by a man I don't know at all.

The sweat on her body felt wet on my skin. I wanted to go away, but was not strong enough to get rid of the body and the burly arms. My body feels split, crumpled, feels excruciating pain. I can't express emotions. Only sobs with tears accompanied my dark night today. The night that should have been a special one on my birthday was tainted with the wounds and destruction of my own life.

I'm Alea. And this is my story.

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This is the story of Sean and Salwa's second child. His first child was still confused where he was. Hihihi 😁

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