DUDA IMPOTENT DESIRE

Grail

Dimas stopped his car in front of a nightclub. He forced me to get out of the car, with a heavy heart, I entered the club.

The sound of the music sounding loudly deafening. With so many men and women waving on the dance floor like hot worms. It is still fairly late afternoon, because it is only eight in the evening, but in this place it is very crowded. Flickering spot light lights perfect the vibrant atmosphere. Even so, I feel uncomfortable in this place.

"Hey Bis, come on, let's enjoy tonight.." Dimas pulled my hand towards a bar.

I threw that hand. "Just you." I said firmly, he looked a little disappointed. His lips were bent with eyebrows linked together. "You know I don't want to drink liquor."

"All right boss." He raised both his hands, giving up and asking me to be happy. I started out unusual being under the flickering of disco lights and loud speaker sounds . There is no story of sitting sweet and glaring.

I feel more dizzy in this place. I finally decided to leave. Only then did this foot step a meter towards the exit. I was surprised by the sighting of a stranger passing before me. A group of ABG children were seen walking towards the second floor. This place has three floors.

I was curious, trailing the group of women, they were five. Of the five people, only four people looked relaxed and enjoyed the atmosphere, while the other one, looked clumsy and awkward.

By sniffing the precipitate I follow them. After arriving at the second floor. I quickly took a seat in the corner, a little away from where they were sitting right now. However, all their activities can still be observed. It's just what they're talking about, I can't listen.

The girls who were blooming again, looked to be ordering a drink. I was made to be unsettled by it. Because one of those girl groups I know. And I can't believe that girl would come to a place like this. He was educated in a religious family.

The association of young people is inseparable from the influence of western countries, one of which is clubbing. This one entertainment is often considered negative because it is synonymous with drunkenness, *** free, and narcotics. We unwittingly agree with bad stereotypes about clubbing. Every one who invites, surely we reject it because we do not want to be in touch with the night life. Not wrong, but there are actually many benefits that can be taken if you want to try because it's about how we understand the world better.

The environment at the club may indeed lead to negative activities. But we have a choice to choose 'yes' or 'no'. Like I'm not affected by everything that is presented at this club.

People who are clubbing usually never take care of the surrounding life. Want us again upset, achievers, people are not able, or rich though, they do not care about it. Therefore, those of us who are in need of a chatting friend can tell stories to people at the club.

We do not need to be shy about telling various things that have been harbored from others because of worry about the same comment. With stories to the people at the club, we can be free to say from A-Z without fear of being judged. Because they will only listen to your story. After all, that's only once we've met them.

I am an adult and can take care of myself. Even if I come to this club. Of course, I just want to find entertainment. Not doing anything negative.

From a distance I saw the girl audah began jogging on the spot while drinking alcohol. I was made to be very worried about the safety of the girl I knew. I can't stay in place. I have to take her home.

I dragged my steps quickly towards their table. The lighting in the club is not bright. Only illuminated kerlap flickering disco lamp

"Loe is a fool Rose. Cooking loe likes impotent men. Kwkwkwkwkwk..!" The loud voice of a girl was clearly heard in the noise of music. He laughed at the rose, which had already been seen drunk. The words that came out of his mouth made me stupefied.

Impotent...?

Gee whiz... I'm most upset, if my past is discussed. Roses cannot keep secrets.

"Yes,"

Huueek..

He looks like he wants to vomit. The appearance of the rose has also been randomized. His long, jet-black hair had already covered a part of his face. His face also has a speck of water spots, especially in the forehead. Right now, I am sitting on the bench right behind him at this moment.

"Eemmmm.. You take it easy, tonight I will show you a hard and big cassava bar. Loe has to try. Loe is also addictive. The tan's genjo-pan is steady like a B2 shake... Huhhaha..."

The blonde tattooed woman on her right arm spoke with her me sum face. I already know the meaning of the woman's conversation.

"Cass? yes, cassava can be for B2 food." Sahut Roses in the style of a drunken ass. He was really drunk, while his opponent was not drunk at all.

"Abhkk... Severe Loe. You plain chick. Cook so that Loe doesn't understand anyway? you said you wanted to marry young, cook discussed so that we don't connect." Said the blonde woman while sipping her alcoholic drink.

"I like the man on the side." Said the Rose with a strange face, because of drunkenness. He got up from his seat and turned his body. And then our eyes met, because right now, I was behind him. "Here, here comes my dream man. Look at the crest." he said, narrowing his eyes. I want to see more clearly myself.

"No, no way....!" he shook his own hand. To cut off what he saw. It flips the body. It seems he's not sure, because he saw me in this place too.

"I can see, if I see a man with a sidewalk."

Roses are like people who are right now. Still surprised by his behavior I could only stare at this moment, seeing the Rose had collapsed on the floor. At that time also three friends who were dancing rushed to the Rose, which was lying on the floor. And a macho man followed the three girls.

"The rose is already hangover, look at it he's helpless, his eyes are red." Said the blonde woman.

I saw the man smiling with satisfaction, I was sure they were planning something bad on the Rose. I can't stay still. But, I can't be reckless, it's crowded here again.

"Haus.. Thirsty... I'm gonna have a drink...!" The half-conscious rose, unable to control itself, seemed to feel excessive thirst. "Headache, it hurts.... My head hurts so much.. My body is also sore "Failure with my eyes closed. Holding his head and hitting him softly.

TBc