The Wasted Barrel
#4

Dirga tried to open his eyes that felt very heavy. He kneaded his temple quietly hoping to reduce the pain in his head.

After struggling to get rid of the dizziness in his head, he was finally able to open his eyes. Instantly his eyes glared at the sight of a beautiful woman sleeping beside him.

Dirga immediately took off her embrace and stared intently at the woman who started moving in her sleep, perhaps feeling disturbed, due to Dirga's movements.

"Who are you?" ask her with a snapping tone.

While Laras, trying to open his eyes and endure the pain all over his body. He looked at Dirga with his face holding back his anger.

Hix... Hix....

Laras cried again when he remembered how Dirga had forced him last night to serve the man.

He lost the crown that he had cared for for for 20 years, forcibly snatched away by his own superiors.

"Don't pretend! I know you deliberately thrust your body!" the accusation.

"I'm not that kind of woman, sir! You yourself dragged and forced me to serve you last night!" bela Laras's.

He did not accept the accusations made by Dirga! how could this man in front of her, accuse her! after the man forcibly took away his honor.

"Aarrggghhh, there's no way I'm doing that ridiculous thing!" frustrated screams.

Dirga was silent, the shadow pieces last night dancing on his head. He got out of bed and preferred to go to the bathroom to clean his body, he let Laras who was crying just like that.

Laras wept lamenting his fate. Now, she had lost her honor as a woman. Now, he doesn't know what to do?

Czech....

After a while the bathroom door opened, featuring Dirga who already looked fresh.

"Wake up and clean yourself up! I'll wait in the living room!" after saying that, the man walked out of the room and towards his living room.

After believing the man was out of the room, Laras immediately headed to the bathroom and washed his entire body with cold water, hoping that all the misfortune he had experienced last night was nothing but mpi.

Meanwhile, Dirga taps her index finger on the table while thinking about last night's events and what steps she should take.

Even Dirga now condemned his stupidity, because he had done things that he should not have done.

But how else, last night he completely lost control of the damn drug.

Yesterday after he drove Karina home, Dirga immediately went to the wrong club to meet his client.

Why would her client want to meet her in such a place? Dirga who does not have bad thoughts though, just say yes and meet the person.

But who would have thought? his client gave him a drink that had been mixed with drugs. Lucky Dirga quickly realized with the change in his body temperature and chose to quickly go from the place.

But who would have thought, on the road he accidentally met the girl and did it in a forced way.

Yes, Dirga remembers very clearly. He forced the girl to serve him, and now he has to take action so that this does not leak and become a disaster for him.

In addition to her corporate image being destroyed, her relationship with Kirana would surely run aground if the woman knew what she was doing.

Dirga's daydreams were scrapped, upon hearing footsteps approaching. He stared intently at the figure of the girl who had already spent the night with him.

The girl lowered her head and twisted the edge of the oversized shirt she was wearing. Dirga frowned when he saw his shirt worn by the girl he did not know.

"Sorry sir, my clothes are not worth wearing! so, I borrowed your shirt!" said timidly.

"Here you go, sitting there's a lot more important than that shirt!" dirga said in a cold tone.

"How much do you want?" ask Dirga in a flat tone.

Laras looked up and looked at Dirga, out of nowhere, so Laras dared to stare right at the man's black eye bead.

"I mean Sir?" asked Laras who did not understand the direction of the man's conversation.

Dirga exhaled a rough breath and stared intently at Laras. He could see the face of this girl in front of him.

There is guilt, but he must not be weak! he must be firm, otherwise he will be taken advantage of by the girl he does not know.

"Listen, for last night's incident, I didn't accidentally! and I want you to forget it, assume last night nothing happened! and in exchange, I'll give you whichever you want!" he said at length.

Laras shook his head strongly, as if he could not believe the words that came out of the mouth of this man he admired.

"Can your money restore my chastity, sir?" ask Laras with a flat face.

In fact, all her might was to hold back her tears from coming out. Ah, he really did not expect, a Dirga can assume if money will be able to solve all problems.

"My money can't restore your chastity, but with that money you can buy whatever you want! I think it's even!" answer lightly.

"Save your money, sir, because I'm not the woman you think I am! excuse me!"

Without waiting for an answer, Laras wanted to immediately leave the place that had left him devastated. I don't know what will happen to him later.

What is clear, he did not accept if Dirga trampled on his pride.

"I hope you shut up! if this thing gets leaked, then you'll know the consequences!"

Laras did not answer Dirga's words, he preferred to leave the place immediately. She was completely broken, her heart was hurting.

The man he adored and he liked secretly, turned out to have a cowardly nature that did not want to admit his mistakes.

If the time can be turned, then he prefers to stay at home and follow the orders of his stepmother.

Yes, he better hear the curse of his stepmother than he lost the crown he had guarded desperately.

Dirga exhaled tiredly, after believing Laras was gone, he walked towards his room. Dirga looked at the contents of his room that had been ruffled, even the woman's clothes were still left there.

Indeed Laras clothes can not be used, because last night Dirga tore it. Dirga was pensive when she saw blood spots on her sheets.

"It turns out she's a virgin!" he muttered while smiling bitterly.

Dirga did not expect, if he would ruin a girl. There is a sense of guilt when he finds out, if he raises a girl who has not even been touched by anyone.