But not Me

Picnic is panicking

Dara continued to walk down the big road, hoping to meet public transportation or motorcycle taxi or anything that could take him to the address he was going to meet.

Indeed, at this time he felt very confused in the city of a very foreign person and he had only been to but had to find an address that did not know where it was, where it was, not to mention that he also did not have much money in his wallet, so he could not carelessly take a taxi, for fear that the money was not enough to pay his fare bill.

"Mba object?" asked a man to pull over his motorcycle right next to Dara who looked confused standing on the side of a large road that was rather quiet.

"Ah, yes, I want to go to this address, can you deliver me?" innocently Dara thrust a piece of paper containing the address that had been given Kamila.

"Oh yeah, I know the place. Come on up, I'll take you there." take her.

"Shortly, how much does it cost? I don't have a lot of money because" asked Dara again not rush to join the invitation of the man who was still sitting on the bike.

"Only 25 thousand, incidentally the distance is not too far, but if it is taken by foot it is quite far" explained the man.

Dara smiled, if only 25 thousand he can still afford to pay, if he is not wrong there is still about 160 thousand of his money in the wallet.

Without feeling suspicious or anything, Dara rode on the black motorbike, her mind was only one, he had to quickly deliver the documents to Bagas and avoid his rampage if he was late in giving the map to his fierce husband.

Fifty, fifteen, until twenty minutes passed and Dara was still on the motorcycle seat, there was no sign that the motorbike he was riding was going to stop, I don't know where the taxi man who said that his destination was near it took him away, feeling that if Dara was not wrong, they had gone very far from where they started.

"Sorry sir, ma'am, is this still far away? Didn't you say it was close?" half yelling Dara asked the biker who carried her, because her voice had to compete with the sound of the wind and the roar of the motorbike being driven at high speed.

"Oh, yes, soon to arrive, we take a little detour because we avoid the raid of the vehicle, my motorbike has not paid taxes, mbak." he reasoned, making Dara who had no bad thoughts was only able to believe what was said by the man who claimed to be the motorcycle taxi driver.

Exactly half an hour drive, finally the motor stopped at a port, making Dara confused, this was his first experience of being in a port, many ships leaning, a lot of boats leaning, be it a large ship or a small ship owned by individuals rich people who mostly money.

"Why here?" great-grandson Dara with eyes that continued to scan the place that felt foreign to him.

"This is the writing of the port of Benoa mba, yes here is the place, if according to the address record on this paper, the place that mbak go is one of the ships there," Appoint the man on a row of luxury ships not far from where they stand.

"That, it looks like ship number two is mbak!" point at the man again while occasionally looking at the paper in his hand and glancing towards the harbor again afterwards, as if helping to find the destination Dara was looking for.

"Ah, yes thank you." After handing over the money to pay the fee to the man, Dara walked to the place where the taxi man had pointed out, he did not want Bagas to wait for him any longer and ended up in a rage on him.

An officer intercepted him, after Dara showed him a piece of paper given by Kamila and said the purpose of coming there, the officer then allowed himself to enter in kindly.

But strangely the ship felt deserted, no one was on board the luxury ship, and what made Dara no more surprised was the ship where she was now felt moving, Dara who had never boarded the ship before thought that maybe the ship was swaying due to the impact of the waves, but apparently, the object around the ship looks away, this ship is really moving, making Dara become very panicked.

When Dara was about to return to the direction he entered earlier, a man blocked his steps.

"Welcome and welcome to join us, miss" he said with a smile that looked mysterious but frightening.

"Sorry sir, I'm here looking for my husband, but it looks like I got the boat wrong, can you help me get me back to port?" nervous Dara scared.

"You're not in the wrong place, miss, I've been waiting for you since," the sturdy man stroked Dara's cheek in a sassy manner, causing Dara to brute the man's hand violently, Dara retreated her legs a few steps, her face paled and frightened, she began to feel that there was something strange in that place.

"Where are you going, Dara Jelita?" the man grinned after calling Dara's name so eloquently, giving Dara goosebumps as it seemed like the man before her knew her very well, evidently when she mentioned her long name correctly.

"Who are you!" dara shouted with her knees that began to tremble in fear.

"I'm your owner now" he replied.

"What do you mean, my owner? I'm married, don't fuck around!" dara Ancam.

"Here you are, your husband does not want you, does he not always torture you? you better be with me, I'll make you happy, you'll look prettier when I polishes later, ah, it looks like you'll also make a lot of money for me, there will be many men who dare to spend a lot of money to enjoy you, but before that, I have to enjoy you first," the man continued to approach Dara standing with his arms outstretched trying to reach Dara's body and face who continued to dodge and dodge nimbly despite being struck by intense fear great at the moment.

"Please don't hurt me, don't fuck around, please!" dara's great-grandson was caving.

"Oh baby, I can't hurt you, I'll give you great pleasure 'so long as you obey and obey me, take it easy, I'm an expert in giving pleasure to women,"

With a single jolt of the burly man whose strength was really not comparable to Dara it finally managed to cling to the body of the virgin, drowning the tiny body into the arms of his burly body, making Dara scream in fear.

"Look baby, yell tight, the wilder I get, the more excited!" said the man while wide-eyed as if mocking Dara who continued to rebel trying to escape from her confinement.