(REVISED) My Man Is A Bunian

FLASHBACK OF IREN

Iren is wasted, though,.

“ Let go of me, I don't want to be thrown into the woods. It's a mystical forest, in the Forest it's a lot of dedemitnya, I don't want. Release!!” Ronta Iren to Raka's subordinate who was holding it.

“ Silence!!. This is the result if you are looking for trouble with our leader” Said one subordinate Raka with a body that looks bongsor with a creepy face.

“ Please!!!. Anyone help me!!!. I want to be killed!!!” Iren shouted hysterically. When Raka's subordinates took her towards the border forest.

Plllaaakkk!!! (A slap Iren received from one of his burly hands)

“ Shut up!!!. Otherwise, your mouth will be torn off. I hate noisy people the most. Because of the free you scream, no one will listen to you ” screamed the creepy-faced man to Iren who was scared.

Iren was speechless with his body up and down, Karna cried a hiccup while holding back his fear and added all over his body seemed to be in the middle of time.

It felt cramped but Iren tried to endure the pain he was feeling at the moment.

“ Get off you, sana!!. Make friends with snakes and other wild animals”

said a man who threw Iren out of the car they used to take Iren into the forest.

“ Please!!?, Don't do this please!!, Don't leave me alone” Shouted Iren while tapping on the windshield of a passing car hard.

Free, the car has driven and left Iren alone in the middle of a dense forest, even the sunlight was reluctant to sneak into the forest that Iren is currently wasted.

“ don't leave me here. Hu...hu , I was afraid of” Iren was sitting on the damp ground crying.

Iren looked around, with a feeling of horror and fear. He then got up and began to try to walk down the dirt road that felt moist at his feet .

Sometimes he was surprised by the sound of friction twigs clashing against each other, which immediately made the feather on Iren's body suddenly stand up. Because the place Iren was dumped at this time really made his guts shrink.

In the cold, hungry, sick and tired. Iren thought back to what He did to Santi a few years ago.

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...Iren POV...

Today, I'm taking a call from my subscription, my subscription Om Herman.

He asked me to meet him at the XXX hotel, when we met him in the hotel room, we immediately made love.

While being engrossed in making love, suddenly the face of Om Herman turned into a monkey that was busy terrorizing me.

When I immediately pushed Om Herman's body away, Karna was disgusted. I immediately got out of bed and ran away from Om Herman who asked with an astonished look at me.

“ What's the matter baby?. Why are you suddenly dodging and afraid to see me?” Said Om Herman in wonder as he tried to approach me.

However, Om Herman who said at that time in the form of a body and his face looks like a monkey.

“ Go!!. You're not Om Herman” I said while covering my face Because I was terrified .

When I opened my eyes, I was in a stuffy room with a rusty iron smell and when I tried to move my hand, it turned out that my hands had been tied and at my feet there were a lot of writhing snakes that made me feel scared and disgusted.

I don't know what happened, but I'm accused of injuring a woman.

I don't know which woman, and I was forced to serve 10 thirsty big-bodied men.

At first I enjoyed 'cause this is the first time I've ever felt such an amazing sensation because I had to serve such savage men in his game.

However, over time I was even persecuted by them. They did not hesitate to drunk me and beat me.

I couldn't stand it, I was struggling and crying hysterically.

After a few minutes, I saw Adit who came to me with a face that I was difficult to guess.

I am grateful for his arrival. But I was wrong, it turned out that Adit was coming, 'Color he knew that I set Santi up at that time.

I wanted a quibble but an incision in my right cheek that I received from him.

I'm starting to know why I'm being treated like this. This is Karna Santi, the woman I framed with Om Satrio 2 years ago.

...FLASHBACKS OF IREN...

Santi is a student of one High School and one class with me but different class .

High School Time We are not familiar, no matter how reluctant we do.

I knew Santi , at the time when Santi was dating Aditya Prasetyo.

The popular guy at the school terhits at that time, Karna Adit was the dream guy of all the female students in my City attending school.

Santi who was then dating Adit, made his name go up . So that the students at my school or at another school know Santi by the nickname, Santi the Rekil who got the Prince.

Honestly, I was envious of Santi when we were in High School . Because he could hook an Aditya Prasetyo, the man of the son of the richest landlord in my Province.

Not only am I envious, but some girls feel the same way as me.

Because a lot of people talk about Santi's ugliness back there.

Not accidentally me and Santi met through the blue application, it turns out we studied in the same city but different universities.

From then on, Santi and I became familiar and started to trust each other.

we also became friends, and at that time also from us there was no separation, we always shared in everything, and the problem of dress was we were both always twin when hunting.

I began to love Santi, I made him my brother even though we were not handing over.

Once, when my father died, I couldn't go home because of the money to buy a ticket. But Santi, the first one to help me when I was sad and grieving.

At that time my phone rang , I saw the name listed on the phone screen that says “My Plend” it is Santi .

I quickly swipe the button on the phone screen to lift it.

“ hello san!!" Say when the phone connection is connected

(Ren.. sorry!!!. I just read your message, I'm going to your place now) Santi said when he just read my message I sent.

“ is okay San, but now it's raining”.

(When will your father be buried?) Ask Santi across the street

“ tomorrow,hour 2 noon”Jawabku with sadness

( Ok... Wait there) said Santi.

without waiting for my answer, Santi immediately turned off his phone connection.

the night when it rains,..

I soon heard the sound of a motorcycle in front of my room. In a hurry I ran out and I saw Santi drenched walking towards me.

“ you from contract here?” Ask Santi .

“ yes, I am from contract . There's something I want to give you” he said as he stood under a fairly heavy rain.

“ let's go in first!!, rain it ” Invite me.

Santi just nodded and followed me, arriving in the room. I gave Santi a change of clothes. After Santi cleaned himself up, Santi walked up to me.

“ Ren, here's a ticket for you to go home. Departure at 4 am. Later I will take you to Bandar” He said as his hand reached for a sling bag made of plastic.

“ Serious san?” my words that could not hold my cry that I had been holding back from earlier.

“ yes!!, this ticket is for you. You do not feel too sad yes, this is all I can help you with. At least you can see your father for the last time, ” he said while giving a ticket that had written my name according to the ID card.

I hugged her and cried in my arms. At that time I promised I would not waste a friend like Santi.

(Yah!!, Adit is right to choose Santi as his prospective companion, because Santi is indeed a woman who can not bear the person he loves, even if she is a tomboyish woman but she has a soft heart) my inner self

Our friendship went as it should. Sharing in joy and sorrow. Even sometimes Santi pays my semester money if my mother can't afford to send me money, then Santi is the one who always helps my needs.

Because when my father died, my family asked me to quit college.

But I refused it, fortunately there was Santi who was always royal to me .Because Santi is the son of a prominent person in his village.

Santi's uncles are great people graduates abroad, added Adit who always spoil him. No wonder Santi always had money saved, that sometimes makes me jealous . Because Santi is a lucky woman because she is surrounded by people who love her.

Until one day I started to be friends with Amor, Amor was a faculty friend and a classmate of mine.

I saw Amor as a beautiful and glamorous woman. And the stuff he used, it looks like branded stuff.

out of curiosity, I started to approach Amor and tried to get along with him. So that I can find out, it turns out Amor is the mistress of om-om.

From that , I fell into a relationship beyond the limits of reasonableness. Because I began to enjoy the results of being a savings om-om, because only capitalized rebahan, in elus-elus, can be delicious and all can be bought.

It made me dark in the eyes, even to defeat my rivals, I was willing to wear various kinds of stacking on my face.

But I was surprised by Santi's luck, because every time I took him to the cafe or met a man, they were not even interested in me . They're more interested in Santi than me.

Whereas Santi is a woman who does not look fashionable and look cute, While I?, I am much prettier than her, but luck always comes to Santi.

There was even a tourist who wanted to pay Santi a high price, but he refused the opportunity.

Isn't that hypocritical? .

From there I began to hate Santi, the color she had always been a hypocritical woman, plain pretentious and always acting holy.

That thing , which makes me sick of his overly monotonous behavior and if I take him with me, suddenly makes my eyes fall , Because only Santilah will be lyricized by the men and not me.

And from then on, I always tried to ruin it. But I always fail because the reason Santi must always be Adit in priority.

That's why I tried to frame him. Because I want to see when Santi's luck will last.