You Are Mine
A useless child
"Shya you have to sleep with your boss to restore your economy and your good name" the man sat up with his chest puffed up
"Well you have to do it!.remember you are a useless child" said the mother of fisya
Fisya looked at the tears that fell on her knees while grasping all the regrets in her hands
"Hey !" Raisya sat in front of the fisya and clasped her face hard "you are a burden to this family, you have never done anything useful to us.at least you should be an expert in serving that man in bed" her shoulders laughed
Why should I?..is it useless that I am in their eyes?.until they make me a tool to restore their glory?.now I really need a shoulder to lean on and a place to share this suffering...unfortunately, nature does not provide that for me
"Fisha! Mother and father had agreed!. You're gonna sleep with that guy and he's gonna pick you up in two weeks" his mom left his fisya with her graceful gait
"You have two weeks to learn how to serve men in bed" the line was accompanied by the happy laughing bahak fisya sister
At the same time the three men left their fissures sitting alone in the living room.One drop of their tears fell to their knees, two drops, three teres, until the tears could not be counted fell soaked the knee of the fisya
"Miss fisya! Let me help you to your room" the kind-hearted waiter raised his fissure with both hands.
Colonized by the hallway, the steps per rung of stairs until they arrived at the door of the room that looked dull different from the other door,although the fissure room is located next to her sister's room, there are many differences between the two
"I'll leave you here, miss Fisya" the waiter left the fissure in front of the dull room door in the shade
Open the door of the room fisya enter and close the door of his room...
Look at nature! Since long ago I was destined to be independent, one of the proof is that this dull room only has a used dressing table, old closet and a small mattress in the corner.
Fisya sat in front of the old dresser and looked at her face in the mirror, a face that should have been smiling broadly like other family members was now soaked in tears.
Tuut.tuut.tuut.fisya phone not picked up by johan.
What should I do?.johan did not pick up my phone. I'm going to Johan's house to make sure
Fisya came out of the room to the outside of the house and he walked towards Johan's house which was not too far away.
In front of the house johan fisya knocked on the big door that from earlier there was no one's reply from inside the house, but he saw the door was not locked
"Johan?.ini fisya" fisya opened the door
Enter slowly and fisya saw scattered clothes on the floor
"Johan?.." fisya advanced a few steps from his initial position and then fisya stepped on wearyan in women. And on the sofa was a dress shirt lying down
Fisya grew curious as his fissure heart pounded violently as he walked towards Johan's room and heard someone sighing in the room
Like a woman's voice
"Johan.ah..pe-lan.pe-lan.pe-lan.ah" the woman's voice came from Johan's room.
Fisya was very surprised, Fisya wanted to scream but he closed his mouth tightly and walked back slowly
C'mon fisya! So brave and open that room, maybe it's the sound of tv. Benak fisya convinced himself.
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