Gigoloku My Husband

Yuna

Yuna stared at her reflection in the large mirror displayed in her room, she slightly polished the lip gloss on her lips. Yuna doesn't even believe she is now dressing up to welcome a gigolo who can be called her affair

Her hair was so nicely brushed, a thin make-up face and lingerie clothes given by her best friend, Mery who should have been worn to please the eyes of Aaron the husband, but she seemed to have been rejected by her husband from the beginning of the pronunciation of their sacred promise

His room on the second floor made Yuna walk towards the balcony while occasionally glancing at the clock on the wall of the room, she was already impatient to meet her affair

Yuna looked down at the dark expanse below with a calm and comfortable feeling as if no burden was filling. This was the first time he felt this calm when he wanted to have forbidden contact with his gigolos. Shouldn't he be worried at this time? She's gonna take her gigolos to her husband's mansion? But Yuna was also unable to describe her current sense of calm, as if what she wanted to do was common. If Yuna knew the face behind the black mask she had worn.

His breath was heard mingling with the night air that was beginning to cool down

"What made him late? Is she afraid of coming here or not getting the message I gave Miss Gio?" Yuna seemed to be fondling the answer she thought was most likely, and Yuna tried to think positively, maybe her gigolos were too late to get a message from her

The silence of the night seems so obvious because there is no sound of night animals that usually dominate, only occasionally heard the voice of owls who throw calls with each other. Yuna hugged her body which was only wearing thin lingerie with her two small arms

Lonely and alone as it is now is no longer the first time he feels. Yuna has a bad past of memories where she feels so unregarded and treated like shit

Without feeling the salty clear water coming from his plump eyes dripped down his cheeks as his childhood memories flashed in his mind. Still Yuna remembered when she ate the strawberry cake available on the table, little Yuna ate it because she really liked strawberries without knowing that the cake was prepared for her older brother. As a result, she was scolded by her father and punished for touching something that belonged to her brother

"Bring this fucking kid and lock him up in the barn! No one dares to help her and feed her until there is an order from me! He should be taught a lesson for being presumptuous!" still ringing in Yuna's ears were her father's cruel words and orders at that time. His biological father so senselessly punished himself, who was seven years old at the time

Yuna's tears seeped out as the memories continued to play out like a movie stereo. Yuna remembers being dragged into the warehouse where all the unused items were collected, the warehouse she believed had never been cleaned. Seen from the thick dust that sticks and cobwebs that adorn most of the warehouse space

Little Yuna begged with tears to keep from being locked up, but no one cared about her crying. Everyone seemed to cover their ears with all their suffering, even their own mother only caught a glimpse and went away without even trying to help her small body that was dragged by the father to be locked in a warehouse

His roar and plea were dulled as the door of the warehouse was closed and locked. Little Yuna was crying in fear in a warehouse full of small animals like rats and cockroaches. Who is he asking for help? No one cares. Tired of asking to be expelled without anyone hearing made little Yuna give up trying to get out.

His small body sat in front of the warehouse door while watching the rodents in action by running around looking for objects that can be bitten

From that moment on, Yuna stopped wishing for her family. He lived in solitude and loneliness despite the many people who passed by in his parents' residence, and it seemed to curse his life until now. He was ignored and never cared

With all those memories Yuna tried to stay strong living her life. His hopes had been dashed and now he never expected what would never be present in his life. The love and affection of the family, as well as the love of her husband is impossible to get after his various struggles have survived so far

"Please come quickly." said Yuna Lirih. He was really expecting someone to hug him at this moment. When the body is fragile, it is no longer able to accept all the rejection from the surroundings

What exactly was the mistake he made that he had to accept all this? Was he wrong to have been born into this world? He does not ask to be born, then abandoned like disgusting garbage.

Having no friends, since no child would be willing to befriend such a shabby-looking little girl, Yuna once thought of leaving everything until a helping hand lifted her from all her foolish plans. The speech that came from the hands of the fourteen-year-old boy seemed to give a new light in the gloomy life of little Yuna.

Seven-year-old Yuna is stunned by the teenager and that is the man who became her first love, Aaron Nelson. The first person to stretch out his hand in his dark world was the first to hit it without Yuna knowing why

But unfortunately, Yuna's togetherness with her first love did not last long when Aaron had to go to continue his education two years later until the gloom re-entered Yuna's life.

"Huh!..." Yuna laughed with tears that continued to seep. All that remains memories, even Yuna sure that Aaron did not remember those times because in fact only he involved feelings for the husband

Her soft hand moved wiping away her tears that continued to seep. Free she threw away her tears, still no human would care about her sadness

Yuna never knew hope, before Aaron came into her life. But only for a moment did that hope get snatched back. Living in despair, even when Yuna wanted something she never said her wish out loud! Who would care? Sad words would only make him more vulnerable with despair. That was also why Yuna could not ask the question she wanted to ask her gigolos, about...

What's-her-name?

How old?

Where does he live?

How did she feel about sharing a bed with Yuna?

All of those questions seemed to be swallowed back when Yuna realized that her gigolos were the only ones who must have come to her who were lonely, even if it was all based on mutually beneficial transactions from both parties. Yuna pays and the gigolo gives her services

"I know, the only happiness I can have is physical pleasure with him. So come quickly! I want to throw myself in your arms and feel your warmth." muttered Yuna who tried to run away from all her rational thoughts. He really ran far

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