AFTER YOU GO ~Story About Farrel~

ILL

Inda accompanied Hanun at Farrel's workshop, occasionally Inda protested when Suryo gave Hanun hard work.

Ah Inda was already like a bodyguard to Hanun.

The few hours in the workshop that Inda did was just sit while watching Hanun who was at work.

This time Inda is grateful to have a better life than Hanun. He could not imagine that he was in Hanun's position.

On the other hand, Inda felt lucky to meet Hanun. Because of Hanunlah, Inda became more introspective.

"You can go home!"

Suryo seems to be talking to Hanun.

Hanun smiled happily and immediately approached Inda. The spruce cheeks and hair that had been unruly even half soaked by sweat became a typical sight the evidence that Hanun worked hard.

Inda took Hanun tightly without realizing that they were being noticed by someone behind her desk.

Yes, today Farrel was a little helped by Hanun. Farrel became more free to take care of things that are bookkeeping without having to intervene a lot to overcome the problems on the truck-truck machine.

Farrel's eyes either consciously or not continue to follow the movements of the two girls. Until they finally came out of the shop.

Farrel leaned his body and then took a slow breath, rubbing his curls.

It was like there was a sense that was now whipping in his chest. Butwhat? On whom?

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Inda returned home to ride the online ojeg he had booked after parting with Hanun, because it was their place of residence that was different directions.

Upon arrival at the entrance of the alley, Inda and her ojeg were confronted by a group of young men who were hanging out at the kamling post of the area.

Inda looked frightened especially one of the young men pulled the ojeg driver.

Inda was forced to go down, ah even though the entrance of this alley with the distance of the boarding is still far.

"Pun Bang .. geez."

Screaming was heard from the driver.

"Here is our territory, it is forbidden to go in and out more than nine o'clock in the night! Go loe!"

Ruli, one of the young men who seemed to be in power pushed the driver to the back.

Inda was very surprised by him, wanting to help but she was also frightened.

The driver got on his bike in a hurry and left the frightened Inda.

While Ruli and her friends are busy laughing at the driver, Inda intends to run away.

But just a few steps, her long veil was pulled back by Ruli.

"Please!"

Free Inda jerked her veil which was already held by Ruli.

"Hust ... It's night, don't scream!"

Ruli walked closer and closer without removing Inda's veil. After being near Inda, Ruli kissed Inda's long veil. This made Inda want to vomit.

"Scented."

Ruli grew bolder by pulling the veil until Inda fell in her arms.

Inda thrashing, screaming.

All around him were people laughing at him.

Inda stepped on Ruli's feet and tried to run away. Once again Inda failed, even now she was in a narrow alley again dark.

The six delinquents had surrounded him and the sound of laughter echoed in his ears.

Yes Alloh, help me.

"We're crazy yuk!"

Sontak Inda rounded her eyes a sign of shock and fear becoming one. Divorce tears began to trickle down his smooth cheeks.

"Take me off! I beg ...."

Inda glued her palms together in front of her chest.

"Udu dudu .. pity."

Ruli's hand is getting naughty rubbing Inda's cheek. Inda dodged but quickly Ruli pulled Inda's chin.

Amidst the darkness Ruli could still see the glint of Inda's eyes. It made him want to do more.

Ruli drags Inda a little away from her friends.

Laughter accompanied the departure of Ruli who dragged Inda.

Arriving in an empty land behind the complex, Ruli threw Inda into the thick grass.

Inda immediately woke up and inched in fear, especially Inda had never been to a place like this before.

"Detach .. please!"

Inda's voice was already raucous as a result of crying.

Ruli laughed out loud making Inda even more frightened.

Hey where are all the citizens?

Are they too sleepy, not knowing that Inda needs help?

"Solicit me please? No one dared to go out for fear of dealing with me. Actually I want to really nyicipin loe tonight too, but think about it if the installments must be more satisfied deh. Can I be ugly?"

Didikira Inda pot time yes.

Ruli again approached Inda, this time Inda was still sitting on grassy ground trying to drag her body away. Lemas felt his body even to run it felt Inda could not afford.

Oh please Inda!

Ruli was very close, her big fingers were now stroking Inda's cheeks. For a moment Ruli stopped while watching Inda's face carefully.

Why did Ruli suddenly not have the heart to see it?

The look of frightened eyes made a stab right at his chest.

Ah isn't Ruli a delinquent?

Then why did Ruli suddenly feel pity?

Ruli immediately threw away her thoughts and launched her action.

Ruli gripped Inda's face then tasted the warmth of a girl who always guarded her body.

Before all was far away Ruli took off Inda, letting her limp away.

Ruli watched him until Inda's shadow was no longer visible.

***

Be ill.

Not the body pain that Inda is suffering from now.

Be ill.

Inda was devastated even though her honor was not tarnished.

Inda opened the gate of her boarding gate trembling. Resisting the turmoil that is confined in the chest. How weak she is as a woman.

Pity.

Everything that happens will be regretted for a lifetime.

Inda failed to become a holy woman.

This was all because of the man who did not even know ablution water.

Inda opened the door to her room, Inda closed the door and locked it. Inda sat down by the door, taking off her long veil.

Is it worth it to wear that veil?

She stood up and headed for the bathroom. Take a brush that is usually used to brush clothes. Inda rubbed both of her cheeks hard. Inda also brushed her lips tightly. Perih felt up to fresh blood that poured from his lips is not ignored.

Inda hates her face.

Still brushing his face until the wound scratches appear. Inda stopped and gasped. Now, the smooth face is no longer as smooth as before. Now the scar adorned his face. Even water cannot stop the seepage of fresh blood that still flows.

Inda repeatedly washed his face even though it hurt, but for him the pain was not comparable to the pain of the heart.

Inda came out of the bathroom, covered the face with a towel. Inda sat on the edge of the bed while holding the pain.

Inda laid her body hoping that tonight was just a dream or a concoction of an abal-abal writer. Inda hoped that tomorrow she would find herself forgetting this devastating event.

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