Cracked Pearls

How then?

It's Sunday, the automatic Om Krishna is also at home.

But alas, I instead ruined the quality of the vacation time he should have enjoyed in a relaxed fashion, becoming chaotic because of my problems.

Right now we-I, Om Krishna and Aunt Maria have gathered in the living room, after doing a late breakfast that I have absolutely no interest in.

My feelings are still messed up. Black spots that decorate around the eyes clearly show me who did not reach my sleep well.

“So that kid took you to the hotel room last night?” ask Om Krishna in a standing position. I nodded without daring to raise my head. My tears are not dry.

Right, I've told you in detail what happened to me last night to the man and his wife, just after he asked.

As usual, I would find it hard to cover anything, especially if it was a matter I could not face alone.

“It looks like someone put something in your drink.” Krisna continued to assume.

I'm not surprised. Because of the same assumption, it also filled my head. How not? I don't have any history of pain that affects what I felt last night. Plus, a wild feeling that makes it look like I'm an itchy j⁴lang woman with a touch.

Beside me, Aunt Maria put on an uninspiring look of regret. Yeah, he regretted that he had forced me to come to the party, to the point of ending up in a mess like this. Chelsea did not see his nose. He must be very angry with me.

“Om will make him take responsibility for what he does to you!”

I look up, “Ma-I mean, Om?!”

Obviously not understanding. What kind of responsibility does he mean?

The rough whip of his breath sounded later.

Om Krishna sat filling a single sofa next to his wife. His gaze straightened to highlight my fateful face at this moment. “If the child has no good intentions or runs away, then the law will act. But if he takes good faith to take responsibility for his actions, for example sincerely apologizing also .. want to marry you, Om will give a chance.”

My heart thumped self-destruct. My eyes seem to force me to escape.

“Married me says Om?” I asked in disbelief.

It was like a spear that stoned me without forgiveness.

“Why should, Om?” Wet wiggles run down my cheeks.

“Then what can save your next honor, son?!” ask back to Krishna. “If he marries you, at least he can keep the public consumption later. After two of your friends last night found out, Om was sure, sooner or later, this indecent news would spread like Chelsea said last night, that you're an untrue woman!”

“And the good name of the Om family will be broken!” add me fast in the stuffing. Om Krishna immediately hit. There was no denial in his eyes. “I understand. Excuse me, Om.”

Just as my body was lifted from the chair, Aunt Maria pulled my hand with her face looking up and put on an injured look. “Please don't feel pressured, dear. We will try our best way out for this problem, whatever it is.”

For a moment I looked at him, both wounded. “I know it, Auntie. Thanks, I'm sorry.”

I passed immediately without wanting to look again. Climb the stairs with quick steps to my room.

At the destination, I locked the door quickly, then slumped over the bed, continuing my cries.

Be married? With Algi?

How come?

Chrisna must be kidding. I don't even know who the guy who came after Algi came out. Is it true Algi is back, or someone else. I can't tell the difference in such a semi-conscious state.

What about Zhio?

Did Om Krishna forget that Zhio was my girlfriend-the man I loved so much?

Instantly I became anxious. Does once Zhio finds out about this matter, he will leave me?

Lord .. help me.

I got up while sweeping the wet on the cheek at a glance. Grabbing my phone on the nightstand and looking for the contact Zhio's name I put on the speed dials number one. I really want to hear his voice.

Having managed to fight back a bit of doubt, thoughtlessly, I pressed my girlfriend's name inside the phone-reaching her.

In the count of the fourth sound, the voice I missed was finally heard.

“Zhio.” I just called him straight away. My hoarse voice really cannot be neutralized in the slightest.

Across there, Zhio immediately attacked anxiously. What's up with me? Why am I crying, if anyone hurts me, and any other abuse. Without him knowing, the barrage of his tanning actually made me even more sobbing.

“Zhi .. I miss you. Where are you? Why didn't you tell me?” I came back to scatter, of course with a pitiful hoarse voice.

My backlash was answered by Zhio with an answer accompanied by a rude gasp of breath. He said he was in mourning right now. Her grandmother had just died in Surabaya. He apologized to me for not being able to report being so shaken, and also not saying goodbye to his sudden departure last night to the city.

That answer made me fall at once. How am I going to tell you about the incident, while she's grieving. I'll obviously add to his load.

“I'm sorry, Zhi. I'm sorry, I don't know.” In the end, that's all I can do.

Zhio calmed me down with a gentle sentence accompanied by an apology to all times. He even sounded very sorry for not accompanying me from yesterday.

When she asked what made me cry, I just answered her with the sentence, “Nothing. I just miss you. No word from you a day, I feel crazy.”

My barrage of excuses made him chuckle, even though it sounded a little sour. He said he was so happy and proud of my words that he missed me even more.

From this conversation, I felt more and more trapped in a dilemma. A man as good and sincere as Zhio, is it worth being with me who is now screwed up like this?

My body was touched by another man I can't even tell who he is.

From this moment on I regretted very much, why I didn't leave myself to Zhio. Maybe that way right now I'll just force him to account for everything. Even though I was torn apart again by another man like this, at least my virginity took him first.

But now? What will I force on Zhio?

I'm already dirty. My body was devoured by another man whom I gave no taste at all, other than the forced influence of the damn medicine.

Zhio ... will he leave me?

Just imagine that my heart is broken.

Then what if Zhio really breaks free from his promise? It was my own promise that prompted the man to disavow.

I really feel broken.

Marrying Algi as Om Krishna said, I don't want to. I don't love her!

Even though it was proven that he touched me last night. I'd rather drown in my own pain.