Bad Partners
The Fucked Feelings
Veronica immediately stepped out, leaving Fernand with all her thoughts. It's a waste of time and Veronica never liked it. The beautiful woman got into the SUV parked beside the club, she slammed the car door and massaged her temple.
" Hurry away!"
" But what about Fernad no—"
" This is my command! Don't mind that weird guy, wasting his time."
" Nice miss."
Along the way, Veronica just looked out the window at the night sky that was not too late trying to ease her frustration at Fernad earlier.
" Is there a problem, miss?" said the driver tried to ask slowly, he was just a little uncomfortable with Veronica's aura.
" you think... Can a man have a fear of his past?"
" Male is also human, miss."
" A wedding, too? Why should this madman care about his future? He would just be buried in the ground and his dreams were already shattered, then what the strange man thought of the future."
" Maybe he's afraid to fall in love."
" Basic Ck, he will never feel the love with me for a lifetime!"
" And Miss will never let go? How could that happen, men and women who were previously just strangers and then decided to be together slowly would definitely feel the feeling of love."
Veronica was speechless, her thoughts becoming thrown in the past.
" I'll never let go, even if those useless feelings reappear, I won't repeat the same thing." With a strong emphasis on her words, Veronica clenched her hands.
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The night is getting late even the streets that were originally crowded with few visitors are now quiet because some have fallen asleep in their respective sleep. Beautiful life, how can Fernad survive while his feelings are now chaotic? He's like a homeless lunatic hanging alone by the side of the road with a can of empty beer.
He's been at the club for a long time, which is his escape every night or when he's panicked and under pressure. Playing with women is the solution, and throwing some of his hard-earned money into debt.
Fernad seemed confused by his purpose, he would go home to his apartment or to the apartment owned by his future wife. Wait, since when does he want to call Veronica his future wife?
" THAT CRAZY WOMAN!! I shouldn't have accepted it! Shit ! Shit!" Fernand with emotion tossed his beer can recklessly and ruffled his hair like crazy.
"Who do you call crazy, little rat?" Fernad's attention is diverted by a group of burly people who prevent him from getting far from him, and Fernad realizes a bad luck.
"Debt Collector," he whispered with trembling eyes, wondering why Fernand should feel this helpless and half-crazy state when meeting those who would cause a showdown later.
The debt collectors slowly walked up to Fernad who was resigned, "Why do you look crazy little mouse?"
" Did Veronica dump you?"
" God, what a pity, you're going to live a life of luxury with him."
"Don't worry little rat, women are like that." Fernand's muscular body looked helpless as the hand he hated embraced his shoulder in a friendly manner.
"So, you're squandering your money in that filthy place?” said one of the debt collectors who pointed to a club not far from where it now stands, and Fernad fell silent.
" I answered the little mouse" said one of them patting Fernad's cheek because he was silent and did not respond.
"I have no money" said Fernad weakly.
Hearing Fernad say that, made them all look at each other and laugh.
" You think we're stupid hey little rat? you always say the same thing every time we collect your debt, but in fact .. You always have fun with those pela—cur " said one while hitting Fernad's head that felt dizzy.
They all laughed and immediately squatted down releasing their stomps on Fernad's palm.
" Please be a little mouse, don't expect us to let you go tonight with your trash talk." After saying that, one of them pulled Fernad's hair until his face lifted.
" Hey look at the handsome face that this jala—ng lady adores, haha you're a very helpless little mouse but it's okay it's easier for us to teach you the lesson that's always so pretentious to beat us."
After saying that, Fernad's hair was immediately released.
" Hit him."
BUGS...
BUGS...
BUGS...
BUGS...
Fernad's world seemed helpless, his body was limp even though the wounds he received were bleeding. For Fernad, it hurts, but he looks numb with everything.
Fernand then shouted loudly as his body was trampled and then instantly lost consciousness, his head completely dizzy and his gaze became blurry.
" Hey it's already! He seemed to have lost consciousness!"
" He fainted!"
" Hey, he's not dead, is he?"
One of them immediately checked the pulse of Fernad who was still racing.
" He just fainted."
" In fact, he was weak and brave all this time he fought us and acted strong."
" Stole the money fast!"
" Wow this little mouse really saves a lot of money."
" We're just gonna leave it here?"
" Of course!you think if we take him, you'll benefit?"
" You're right we're just gonna get dragged down in the precinct."
" Let's go!"
When a group of people nicknamed the Debt Collector leave Fernad badly injured. But Fernad's regained consciousness still half made him sit up and try to clear his mind.
"Damn it," he said, then stood up limp.
"No taxi, shit," he said again, still holding out to continue down the deserted streets.
BRUUGH'S....
Fernand fell limp on the floor of the carpeted apartment, the nearest route was Veronica's apartment and Fernad had to come to her again. He wanted to sleep in a bed that somehow could come back neat, but Fernad's strength didn't seem to exist and he ended up on the floor in a very cold and tense atmosphere.
Fernad slowly closed his eyes with a troubled mind.
