Girl One Night

My One Night Girl

Gerry Sanjaya's

* Gerry Pov's *

What a shitty night, I really don't like this kind of noise. My peaceful life in London finally came to an end when three days ago my father asked me to return to my birthplace of Indonesia...

And here I am now, aloof in the hallway of a hotel that is a little dark yet so quiet. When papa chooses to greet his business partner and ignore his family. Always like that, I was not even surprised when I saw my father with his last laugh with people who talked about their wealth and mama just sat pensively alone in her chair. I really have no interest in life like you have been doing all this time.

Spending time with my mom is so hard, I no longer care if she ignores me and my sister, but when she does the same thing to the woman who faithfully accompanies her makes my heart ache.

A perfect family, that's what people see from outside of my life. But believe me everything is not as it seems, I was lonely all this time.

As the steps approached me, I could not see clearly who was walking towards me. What's clear is that a girl saw a dress of tens of millions and a bag branded in her hand I'm not surprised anymore maybe this girl is the daughter of one of papa's colleagues.

" Want help, miss ?" I greeted her because I saw the girl a little confused looking for something

" I'm looking for a ladies' toilet." Answer

Degs... The sound instantly made my body tense. A voice I have never forgotten in the last 5 years. I stared fixedly at his face that was a little unclear due to the lack of lighting in this corridor, but yes this is indeed him. The only face that makes my heart beat, but, the only girl who warms not only my body but also my heart but is lost like in the swallow of the earth.. My one night girl.

" You're wrong through the corridor Miss." I answered again trying as quietly as possible despite the rumbling inside there wanted to invite the body to hold a body that looks much different than a few years ago. I miss him so much, I have never missed a single day in my five years without remembering it.

He looked a little uncomfortable because I saw him as clingy maybe a little afraid to cross paths with foreign men in a safe and a little dark place like this. But he thanked me and turned around to leave where I was standing.

" How are you doing Keyla Aprilia ?" I greeted him when he was about to walk away. And that he managed to stop pecking at the place where he stood but had not turned to look at me.

He said the news was good as it looked but still turned his back on me. I stepped closer to him.

A little intimidating I went back to the attack by mentioning the name of the University where the college used to be.

And you know it works, Keyla flips her beautiful body up and looks at me. Those round eyes that made my heart grow so big that I looked at me, I really miss that sad look of his. A few seconds ago I saw his face that was a little stiff but again looked ordinary.

Wow, what an amazing woman. Why do I call her a woman now ? because she is no longer a girl but has transformed into a woman who looks amazingly graceful, and also the sadism I had gulped a few years ago is not the compulsion he came to offer it to me and exchange it for money that amounted to nothing compared to the wealth of my parents.

He asked me if I was a Bram Business partner, of course I knew Bram, who did not know Bramantyo and HG Group one of papa's flagship property companies, I knew him very well.

Is it after selling her virginity to me that she's already the mistress of Bram's classmate ? some thoughts are already raging in my brain. I clenched my hand because I held back the frustration that arrived - suddenly appeared out of nowhere and chose to leave it still in its place of standing. I was so upset when she pretended not to know me.

I stepped towards the venue hosted by my family, and I saw two precious women sitting down, my mother and my sister. Keep moving on to the two best women of my life besides Keyla Aprilia.You should know she's been in the best woman of my life after my mom and sister.

" Where is my dear ? mama's been looking for you." This is how mom always whines like a kid to me and papa

" Get some fresh air ma." I answered while sitting next to my mother

I saw him smiling at the man waving to him, Bramantyo Handoko of HG Group.

I feel I can not accept this, Bramantyo is married I also attended the event 4 years ago.

Is the girl who made my heart adrift with her sad gaze that night willing to be a mistress of Bramantyo for her luxurious life now ? Oh come on Gerry what do you care, remember you guys are just one night stand wrong yourself you save the taste when you fuck him first. My soul is in my heart.

I can only stare resentfully at them, Damn it ! !My mind continues to grieve my folly of having fallen in love with that girl.

I fell in love with her, I fell in love with her heart to me. I fell in love with everything that was on her that night. After enjoying his body that night I did not sleep, many thoughts that came to disturb me, I wanted to marry him.I really fell in love with him, he said, but again - again I realized the reality that I could not ignore.

The girl with the plain body covered in a blanket and just set her shoulders that were already filled with the mark of my possession was already sound asleep from exhaustion, and I chose to sit on the sofa and keep looking at the face of the girl who made me rumble. I want his face to be clearly imprinted in my brain.

His moaning when I first entered it drove me mad, I didn't want to stop from this delicious sin but I didn't want to hurt him either.

" Gerry papa invited you up on the podium. " My female kaka voice awakened me from my past daydreams.

I stood up from my seat and stepped towards my mom and dad who were already on the podium.

Giving a word of two, I looked towards the invited guests who were also looking at me. A few girls from papa colleagues looked at me with interest, in contrast to the woman who accidentally met when our gaze met, she looked at me as tenderly as a few years ago.

Finished with the alkaline event on the podium some invited guests approached with their daughters. Inviting for dinner together, I started to get caught off guard by this situation.

Immediately I asked Papa for permission to say hello to my best friend Bramntyo and papa was very enthusiastic about it. Papa has great respect for the Handoko family of course he gladly let me go from there.

I greeted Bram, and Bram greeted me well. I asked the woman sitting right next to him, as I expected, Bram looked very dislikeful when I started to tease his mistress.

But the answer really surprised me a little, Keyla is her sister. Keyla and Bram are a little bit alike. Their eyes are similar, although Bram's gaze looks warm and Keyla's wistful but their round eye shape is the same. I don't know people as rich as Handoko could have children elsewhere, right ? considering the story of the Handoko family has become public consumption, it is not surprising that there will be children of Handoko descent out there.

Bram started to look angry when I started teasing his sister's life. Actually I just want to find out more clearly the outline of the woman's life before me and a little information Keyla is also a secretary from Bramantyo.

A little suspicious but I saw Bram was really like a brother who was protecting his sister. Keyla just looked down and she also started to be uncomfortable with my whereabouts so I chose to leave their place.

After my departure, Bram invited Keyla to take the food that had been prepared and I felt relieved when I saw Keyla eating the food well.. Not at all affected by what happened a while ago..

Finished with their meal, Bram looks closer to the place where papa, mama and I sit, Ka Anggun has asked for izon back home with Ka Roby because Kevin my nephew began to fuss. Bram greets my bidding father to come home.

I went up from where I was sitting, saw Bram who was walking first I ventured closer to Keyla, clasping his hands tightly.. Tucked my name paper in his palm.

I didn't have time to ask for her phone number, maybe she had the same feeling as me and called me.

I really hope that God will give me a second or third chance to meet him again, I really want to be with him.

Girl One night, I miss her.