The Pearl living drama
Dejavu

"Dear, wakeup. It's not exciting if you fall asleep." Mutia felt someone pinch her cheek.

Mutia opened her eyes slowly, she was astonished by the taste of her body like dejavu. His body was hot, his heart was pounding and his breathing was wheezing.

"Of irwan!" Mutia kicked Irwan's body to the point of falling.

"Damn it!" Irwan got up and hit Mutia's body on the bed. Mutia's head still felt dizzy from the alcohol.

"If I don't break away, he will definitely rape me and Papah will catch me in the morning."

Mutia held back Irwan's face trying to kiss her, irwan continued to put his lips together.

"Damn, motherfucker!" Mutia continued to thrash around with her constantly moving legs trying to get out of Irwan's Shackles. Mutia's breasts were also squeezed so tightly, that Mutia screamed in pain.

"Aragh!" Mutia banged her head and hit Irwan's nose.

"Damn it!" Irwan's nose came out blood, it seemed like Mutia's head was made of concrete. Irwan wakes up and tries to pick up the tissue on the table, while Mutia tries to get out of the hotel room.

It turned out that Mutia was less fast than Irwan, Mutia's hair managed to pull Irwan until Mutia fell flat on the floor, Irwan standing before Mutia with a plain body without clothes. Mutia threw away her face in disgust but came up with an idea to attack ********* Irwan.

Irwan screamed loudly and landed on his knees while holding **********, Mutia pushed him until Irwan curled up like a baby in the womb. Mutia managed to get out of the room with a staggering path. But Mutia saw a sturdy body in the distance facing the elevator, Mutia was sure that the man who made her faint, Mutia chose another path.

Mutia only found a dead end at the end, while the emergency stairs were near the elevator, Mutia tried to knock all the rooms closest to her to hide or ask for help. Until finally there was a door that was slightly open it seemed like the owner of the room was about to come out of his room. Mutia pushed open the door and forced her way inside.

"Hey!" Shouted the tall young man.

"Sir, please close the door." Pinta Mutia pleaded with both hands held together in front of the chest.

"Mutia run! Quick search!" Shouted Irwan ordered his men, his voice could be heard by Mutia, until Mutia covered her own mouth. The man who owned the room closed the door slowly as Irwan passed through his room.

"Thank you, sir." Mutia's legs felt weak because he could no longer hold his own body he slumped to the floor, he began to cry not thinking he had to repeat his life again, he said, looking at her wrist that had no wound there, she was confused not understanding, whether god gave her a second life for her. The man crouched down in front of Mutia.

"Who is he?" ask her to Mutia with a hoarse and heavy voice.

"Om Irwan" said Mutia, wiping her tears. "Mother and ka Devi sold me to her."

The man furrowed his brows, he was astonished how could a parent sell his child.

"Master, can I have a drink?" Pinta Mutia, because since then his body feels hot and his throat thirsty.

"Come, stand up first." The man helped Mutia up and took her to sit on the sofa, the man poured water into a glass and gave it to Mutia.

"Thank you." Mutia gulped down the water that felt fresh but did not quench her thirst.

"Can I ask you again, sir?" Mutia thrust out her glass and the man took the glass from Mutia's hand. While pouring water into the glass, the man glanced towards Mutia who looked hot as her face was full of sweat.

"Sir, is the AC dead? It's so hot in your room?" The man pointed towards the burning AC. "It turns on, huh? But why does my body still feel hot."

"Don't sir, that was the man before."

The man's hand placed his hand on Mutia's forehead, worried that perhaps the uninvited guest was sick.

"Have you drunk anything?" asked the man.

"Mama forced me to drink the liquid with a blue bottle" Mutia said, opening her eyes wide. "It looks like it's a stimulant drug."

The sound of knocking was getting louder from the direction of the door. The man pulled Mutia's hand and took her to a big bed then covered Mutia's body with a blanket.

"You wait here and don't move" he asked and Mutia nodded.

The man undid his black shirt to bare chest. Then opened the door, two people saw one of them grimacing sick.

"Who?"

"Excuse me sir, did a girl come into your room?"

"There, now that he's exhausted after we made love, don't tell me you want to join? He's my girlfriend." The final sentence was full of emphasis while opening his eyes wide.

"Sorry, I'm sorry." Irwan and his aide glanced inside.

The man who owned the room closed the door and made sure the two people had already left then approached Mutia.

"He's gone, come out after it feels safe."

Mutia did not answer only the sound of heavy breathing under the covers made the man so astonished that he opened the blankets. Mutia's body was already wet with sweat, her breathing could no longer be controlled, the stimulant medication Maria gave had been working since.

"Master, help me. I'm shaking, fucking argh."

Although Mutia's body is fat and chubby-cheeked. But, Mutia's pretty face was not in doubt. Her skin was smooth, white, her cheeks were blushing even her lower lips were a little thick making the man before Mutia swallow her saliva.

Mutia's sad gaze made the man's heart pound, inexplicably the man touched Mutia's cheek and made Mutia let out a soft voice. The man touches Mutia's lower lip and begins to kiss her, enjoying the gentle touch of a man she doesn't know.

The man took off his kiss and looked at Mutia's face, because there was no rejection from Mutia, he began to make love with passionate lust.

"Argh, sick."

Mutia's moans made the man restrained, The man was surprised because the woman in his Shackles was still a girl, he knows very well what kind of woman who is no longer a girl because she had sex with her ex-lover who since the beginning was not a virgin.

The man stopped for a moment because he felt guilty for taking away his girlhood. But, because the grip of Mutia's hand seemed to refuse to stop, making the man continue their romance.

In the morning Mutia squirmed and there was pain in the vital part she grimaced with pain. "Stupid, why do we have to repeat it again."

Mutia curses herself, avoids rape instead sleeps with a man she does not know, she tries to remember yesterday and is reminded of her papa.