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7. Nadya Ayunda

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Want me to tell you about a secret?

About Bagas and our first night.

I hope you don't mind if I share this with you.

In the past, I lived from the sweat of my father and mother who tirelessly sought money to support me and my older brother, Dani.

Mas Dani also has a job after coming home from college. He works at one of the Vape stores not far from his campus. After she graduated, Dani was forced to marry young because it made the girls pregnant. Then after graduation, mas Dani worked in one of the big companies and had a decent income to be happy mbak Tiana and their two children.

At that time, I was still in the third grade of Junior High. Father and mother had dropped and hit because of the actions of mas Dani, but slowly can accept after the beautiful Reva was born.

Once graduated, I got a scholarship in private A-accredited High School which is quite famous. There, dominated by children, people are able to show off with their financial capabilities. Most of the students were carrying motorcycles at the time. Yes, in the past, a student carrying a motorbike had already looked very rich.

Unlike me who can only pay five hundred rupiah to the angkot.

This is where I first got to know Bagaskara Adewangsa. He includes students who come from the family enough when viewed from the appearance and the vehicle he rode to come to school. As I recall, Bagas rode an old Harley back then. The shape of the motor is unique and managed to attract the attention of all SMA residents with a body bongsor but sexy of his. Supported by his handsome face, making some upperclassmen and new students like myself do not want to take off the eyes from his presence.

Bagas wears a uniform and hairstyle that is quite eccentric which honestly even makes me curious, but try to be quiet. Afraid she thinks I'm a weird girl.

After the meeting on that first day, I was quite surprised that we were in the same class. He sat on the bench right behind me. You know, I was pretty happy then.

Time passed, until we were close and chose to be friends. I remember very well when Bagas once said I was beautiful. Yes, even though he said it with a loud laugh was unconvincing.

Bagas has many fans, especially female students. To a male friend, he only had a few. It's not too close, just familiar.

From the first year to the second year, our relationship grew stronger. Bagas often invites me to come to his house. Introducing me to my mom and dad, and his beautiful little sister. Name's Juwita. I was quite close to Juwi, we often studied and went for walks together. Mama Bagas loves me like he loves Juwi, so does papa Bagas. This family is so welcome to me.

Until the third year of High School, we decided to look for the same faculty. But our fate is different. Bagas enrolled in two universities at the time. One in our city, Surabaya. And another one in Jakarta. Well, Bagas was accepted at a large university which was his initial goal, but I did not pass the selection and remained in Surabaya. Honestly, Bagas' brain is more watered down than mine. It´s real.

Since then, we have rarely met. Just having a phone call, we couldn't do it every day because at that time, I didn't have a personal phone. I borrowed Dani's.

Four years we separated and could only meet when Bagas came home, in the end when I was busy taking care of the thesis, Bagas came back to Surabaya and came to my house with his mother and father.

I was very surprised because their purpose was not just to visit. They came to propose to me for Bagas. I remember very well what we both talked about and made before deciding to agree on marriage. Among them are about the child and the future of our friendship relationship which will potentially fall apart if we are both not good at understanding each other.

Bagas at that time had a lover, and he did not know if his father and mother invited him home to propose to me. In contrast to Bagas who was quite relaxed, I who was still surprised actually turned cold to him. I do not want to be a woman who is considered to ruin her own relationship with her lover. So I chose the cuek, even the jutek to the relationship of Bagas and Hera. Yes, as long as it's the relationship of the two if counted vulnerable together.

In the end, we got married in the middle of some deals that we made together without the knowledge of both families, including Bagas who is still in a relationship with Hera. Me and Bagas tried to look normal in front of them, in front of him a family that had big hopes for our marriage.

After getting married, Bagas decided to take me to Jakarta because of a job he could not leave behind. I obey because he is my husband, now. A year of silence and only struggling with homework, I began to get bored then asked permission to Bagas to find work, and Bagas gave permission.

There are several job openings to my liking. Namely in my place of work now, in a fairly large foreign import export office. I was accepted as an assistant to one of the revisions.

For our first night, it happened two months after the wedding. When Bagas' office held a family gathering and he invited me to join.

In a Villa, the weather is very cold, and Bagas suddenly asks for his right as a husband. I cannot refuse and remind our commitment at the beginning. Not for the child. Bagas agreed, and we started.

Awkwardly, initially. But after going through some foreplay, we were finally able to relax when sharing the sweat. Bagas was gentle and attentive when he touched me. Even when he performed pene*tratings for the first time on mine, he whispered right in my ear if he didn't want to get complacent alone. He wants us to get it together.

I held back the screams by biting my lips strongly when Bagas tried it once more. The new thing I know, not only his body is large height, Bagas also has a size large enough. Error, very big more precisely.

Gripping, hitting, even kicking the air, I kept trying to endure the foreign pain as Bagas slowly managed to get to me. Yes, we succeeded after three attempts. At a different clock.

It's a shame, but we keep looking for the highest point of our first bed.

Remembering that night, it always managed to make me flutter, or at worst miss Bagas at crucial hours. Ah, this is not good. My work hours are still an hour away, and it's not funny if I miss the touch of Bagas.

Okay, so let's end the story here.

“Aready, Nad?”

Mr. Hans's heavy voice melted all my perverted daydreams to my own husband. “Eh, i-iya sir.”

“Then, come.”

I was given an hour's overtime from the company to introduce the places in the company to Mr. Hans, the head of my new Division.

Seeing his name on the ID card hanging in front of the belly covered in a sky blue shirt, I remembered Bagas' speech.

Hansel Tiono's.

The man in front of me had the same name as Bagas. How well did Bagas know this man?

I was surprised when Mr. Hansel spoke again. “You're not well?”

“Eh, no sir. I'm fine.”

“Thank God then.”

Mr. Hans smiled kindly at me, revealing two dimples of his cheeks that were so deep among the neatly shaved beard. Then, I was even more surprised when Mr. Hans reached out with an open palm. I glanced at him at a glance, and he pointed his palm to be greeted, with an eye code.

“We haven't been acquainted.”

I looked at him again, then greeted the big palm with my small palm.

“Hansel Tiono.” said he introduced himself which made me remember Bagas more and more. But I don't want to be amateurish and unprofessional by mixing up what's in the house and in the office. Under that pretext, I threw my sweetest smile at the slender-eyed towering man in front of me, then mentioned my name. “Nadya Ayunda.”

Mr. Hans smiled again and moved his hand slightly. “Happy working with you, Nadya. I hope we become good partners yes.”

I smiled awkwardly while nodding.

“I hope to know you further so that our work can be done well.” I am quite fixated with that sentence. The words are soft and not at all demanding. This guy, impressed. “You don't mind, do you?” []

^^^to be continued.^^^

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Is this the beginning of everything? Then, will Nadya waver from Bagas? 😁

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