The Owner of the Heart
School again

The frenetic sound of music in that place is increasingly echoing. Everyone is busy with their respective activities, some are swaying with very sensual and erotic movements. The assortment of style models are all here. Men, women, gay, young old gathered together in that place. Wandering in perverse momentary pleasures in the pit of sin under the light of laser lights and colorful discos like their lives that feel nano relaxa. DJs who play music songs also shake his body and prancing around with fatigue to make the atmosphere in the room hotter.

The night is getting bigger. The room is now filled with people who want to forget about their worldly problems for a moment. They just wanted to relax their minds for a moment. Drunken in pseudo-satisfaction is just a camouflage offered from the effects of drugs and alcoholic beverages. But they are cool, do not care how much money to be taken out of the wallet. There's just fun, even if it's just for a moment.

"Give me a drink that can help me out of my troubles!" Aleta asked a bartender who was concocting drinks in front of her.

"What do you want to drink, sweet lady? Cider, Cognac, Vermouth, Absinthe, Everclear, Rum, Brandy, Wine, Martini, Daiquiri, Tequila, Hurricane, Cosmopolitan or drink...?" bargain the young bartender after finishing the drink he was concocting while commenting on the smile of the lips.

"Don't try if you haven't!"

"What do you mean?" Aleta grunted annoyedly.

"Give lemon tea, Jack!" tell a man in a white shirt who is now sitting right next to Aleta.

"Don't interfere in people's business! I'm not a kid anymore! You are also my nobody! Why bother!" aleta exclaimed, making the man chuckle.

"I know, miss, you're here again broken!" guess the guy.

"It's none of your business! It sucks this guy!" aleta sewot.

"It's as adorable as my neighbor's rabbit! Just make it, Jack! Don't give him alcohol, it's not good for health!" tell the man.

"Stop told the bartender to make me lemon tea! You're who? Boss here? Send people as good as you can!" ask Aleta emotions.

"He's my friend! Do not style drinking alcohol just because of the escape of your girlfriend! You can turn your life around!"

"Here the customer is king, and the king must be properly served!"

"What king was this?"

"Hmmm.." Aleta was speechless, she felt annoyed with the man who pretended to know about her current state. How could the man say he was left behind by his girlfriend? Is it too sad to see this on my face?"

"Drink first" the man thrust a glass of lemon tea that the bartender had made on Aleta.

"Hmmm.." Aleta answered briefly.

"It is not good for women to be in a place like this and if you have personal problems do not bring them here" said the man.

"Why?"

"I don't mean to preach and be holy because you know this place isn't safe for a woman to wander around here alone. Too many runny noses lodged in this location, to trap you and your fate would end up in a hot room?" clearly the man was while looking towards Aleta.

Aleta rolled her eyeballs, she did not think there were still people who cared about the fate of her life. His future is now broken into pieces. He placed his chin on his hand while permeating every speech heard from the man's mouth.

However, in that second he thought again. Is there anyone really nice to him? He hurt his best friend. Yes, he has hurt Chantika, a friend who always protects and loves her like his own siblings. And worse yet, people do not know about Aleta's condition at this time. But the man still thinks of Aleta as a woman who needs to be protected from the striped-nose men who roam the location.

While the man leaves Aleta alone at the bar table.

"Please make my order!" tell Aleta to the bartender.

Half an hour passed.

Aleta began to rumble indistinctly, her head piled on the bar table. The bartender who saw Aleta's condition like that, could only sigh without being able to do much.

Various conjectures came to mind of someone who saw Aleta's current condition. Because if women were to show up at that place and get drunk heavily, usually bad things have happened.

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One day ago..

Aleta's tears melted profusely on both of her cheeks. He immediately slumped in his chair while holding his head with both hands. Desperation began to crawl into his heart.

It was like being struck by lightning without rain. He stared at the clock hanging on the wall. It is too early to start the activity. The clock still shows at half-four in the morning. Cold sweat soaked the body, his hands trembling holding a testpack showing the two red lines.

"It's just a dream.. Just a dream" he said over and over again. "How did this happen? What am I supposed to do? What if Roy doesn't want to take responsibility?" monologue Aleta.l

An overwhelming feeling of sadness enveloped his heart. He still clearly remembers how Roy took his virginity. Just for the sake of his blind love for Roy, he was willing to give up his only crown on the man of his best friend's future husband. Now that rice has become porridge, how can the porridge still be served with a delicious taste.

Flashback.

The tears flowed back down his cheeks. Aleta could not imagine her fate ahead with the fetus that began to grow in her womb.

"What time is this?" aleta asked softly with my eyes. It was obvious that he was heavy.

Although the makeup attached to his face is a little messy. But it seems clear Aleta still has an ayu face. He himself still looks fashionable. Tops and jeans that match the color, although the blouse he wears now very show the cleavage of his dad4. Not to mention a more contained body because of her pregnancy. Until it looks more crazy with curves that lure the adam around the place. Jack the bartender standing before Aleta immediately gulped his saliva nervously.

Under these circumstances, Aleta would definitely be a tender prey for the striped noses who seek the satisfaction of earthly heaven.

Aleta stood with a heavy head, dizzy. He definitely could not walk properly and needed someone to break him walking from that cursed room.

"You got any friends? Or will someone pick you up?" ask Jack the flagship bartender from Club Relaxa, in an anxious tone. A woman like her was the new face in Club Relaxa. Anything can happen to him.

Aleta immediately shook her head towards Jack with a smile. "No one picked me up! Are you going to take me home! Hahaha" kekeh Aleta.

"I'm sorry, but I don't want to take you home. My shift hour is not over, sweet lady" said Jack with a worried face.

"I go home first yes, it's morning time" Aleta picked up her bag and started walking with a stagger. Room with less lighting. The view became blurred as if swirling, the sound of music that pause jedug blurred in his ear. His body was limp, his balance was almost lost when he was hit by people who were dancing freely. He almost fell to the floor, when suddenly someone's hand held his body and hugged him tightly around his waist.

"Hi, sweet lady, be careful." screamed someone.

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