12 FORMER
PART 34 WOMEN I'VE BEEN LOOKING FOR
Whooo!
That foul-smelling viscous liquid smelled through my shirt. Yeiks!
He ran to the bathroom and I followed him. That's where I want something more than just looking after her.
Tonight, for the first time I took my virginity off. At first we were both embarrassed. I had no regrets as he started to turn aggressive in front of me.
Those beautiful eyeballs were staring at both of my eyes. The touch of gently moving raises a delicious vibration up to the tip of my toenails. There was a desire to have it longer and I knew the consequences of what would happen after tonight.
As his hands curled up and kissed me, I said, “Marry me.”
Yeah, I'm sure I really want him more than tonight. I want him to be mine forever.
That morning, I had to swallow a bitter pill. I didn't find that woman next to me. He ran away, somewhere?
I was really disappointed, the beautiful dream with him had to be dashed instantly from my thoughts, but the soft touch of his skin still stuck all over my body.
Upon returning from Santorini, I received good news. I got a job in Indonesia. Mama just told me that we still have a house there, only it's collapsed because it's not been lived in for a long time and I plan to rebuild it.
After getting my passport, Visa and ITAS (Limited Stay Permit), I flew to Indonesia to check my home. Slightly able to breathe a sigh of relief when it turns out the construction of the house is almost in the finished stage. Just buy some furniture and take my favorite items that are still in my mother's house.
I still remember my mom's message before leaving, “If you need help there is Aunt Fina, next door neighbor. My Mom from High School. Don't forget, until there stop by his house first,”
4 Days here, I haven't had time to stop by anywhere, busy in the hospital until I can't go home just for a short break.
Late in the evening, I rushed to take a shower after parking my car in the yard. I heard the bell ringing many times, I rushed to take a shower, put on my pants and grabbed a towel, immediately came out of the bathroom.
Both of my eyes widened in shock, completely shocked to see the beautiful apparition now standing in front of me.
“Mm, ngg, you..”.
That woman, the woman I was looking for, we met again at an unexpected moment. I was happy to see her again, but on the other hand, I had to endure the disappointment of knowing that she was the fiance of my good friend Fint.
Fint, my Junior High School friend, we haven't seen each other since my move to Australia. Just so you know, the person I first met at the airport was Fint.
He's a good-natured man and he's too considerate, Fint even lent me one of his cars to wear while I was here. Fint knew I was here not long, if my employment contract and Visaku expired, inevitably I would have to return to my country.
Last night I couldn't sleep well, I thought I should stay away from Nesya, but every one of my eyes was next to the house. I know, I miss him, but I try not to miss him. Until I realized that Nesya really needed me. Never imagined by me, a pregnant woman dared to climb up just to meet me.
The next day, for the first time I met with Aunt Fina in person while carrying the stairs that Nesya used last night. With a cautious heart I recounted the beginning of my meeting with Nesya to Aunt Fina.
His eyebrows were intertwined, when I recounted the incident when a drunk almost hit Nesya. Struck by surprise, Aunt Fina's reaction when I said, “Nesya is pregnant. And that's my son.”
Of course I'm not lying, it's true that the child in Nesya's womb is my son.
I also told you that I knew Nesya would soon marry Fint. I honestly said that Nesya was in my house.
Aunt Fina was really shocked, asking me to bring Nesya home immediately, but I refute her on the grounds that Nesya is an adult, she has the right to choose who her life partner is.
If it was true that he chose Fint, I would be willing to take it off, but if he preferred me, I would take care of him more than my life.
What I didn't want to happen, I thought it would happen tomorrow or later. The doorbell rang impatiently, Nesya came to hug me with sobbing tears on my doorstep. His face was very sad.
Before he came I had a chance to see the news about their wedding plans on TV, although I knew only Fint was speaking in front of the media, Nesya herself looked away, sitting quietly next to him.
From this morning my feelings were already bad, a sign of a bad event awaits. This morning, after work, my car came out of the hospital parking lot. Suddenly a black sedan stalked me home. After parking the car and closing the fence, I saw the car stop in front of Nesya's house. I guess in my heart, it must be Fint's man.
Sure enough, when we were chatting, suddenly Fint came with a face full of anger. Quickly, I held him back from entering. Both balls of my eyes looked at both of her eyes sharply, then whispered something in front of her. “It's pregnant, don't make it sad. We talk outside.”
Luckily, he agreed to my door. I brought Fint to Nesya's house, talking eight eyes with both of Nesya's parents.
Yes, I took over Nesya's position to explain everything, tell her the truth, and tell her my original intention to marry Nesya.
Kuhela breathed a sigh of relief, as both of Nesya's parents agreed with my plan to immediately marry Nesya before the fetus in her belly enlarged. After marriage, I will take Nesya to live in Australia to avoid the skewed gossip that will spread.
However, the incident that we did not want to happen, Nesya disappeared, without news for 3 days. Me, Vivi, Fint and Nesya's parents are confused looking for her. Fint had several bodyguards look for him, Papa and Mama Nesya had already called the police, reported the search for missing people, Vivi was busy calling her celebrity friend and model friend Nesya.
I myself called friends at several hospitals, asking them to send word if there were any patients with the traits I mentioned.
Where is Nesya really? I'm really afraid something bad happened to her.
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All night, guess who the man who kidnapped Nesya was. Curious? Follow the next week...
