God Girl

chapter 31

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At 22:00

The god sat on a wooden chair on the balcony of his apartment. The cold night air that pierced his skin was ignored.

While enjoying a can of cold soda and a cigarette, his gaze glared far ahead as he recalled all the words of the girl this afternoon.

He did not expect at all if the life of the girl was so heavy. Especially at a very young age.

In fact, everything the girl told me this afternoon about her, made the Gods think. Where at the age of the very young girl, must have struggled with endless responsibilities.

As for himself, he still often complains with small problems such as when he quarreled with his father and made the gods until now lazy to go home.

Even though his father was often angry - angry because of the mischief he made, still his father never forgot to give him a monthly allotment of money that could be said to be more than enough through the ATM card he held.

So that never even God lacks money even though he does not live in his big house with Juna.

Doesn't that mean... his father still cares a lot even though his father often scolded him all-out??

Drt. drr...

The vibrating sound of the phone on the round table, made God aware and immediately raised when he knew if the caller was one of his friends.

"why Ger?" instantly God can hear the sound of DJ music that invokes his sense of hearing. Predictably, if his best friend must be in a nightlife as usual.

The gods thought that Gery would call to take her away too.

"Wa, you can come here now, right?? In our usual place we hang out."

Tuh...

"My mager. Take the others."

"can't. I need it elo."

"What's wrong?? Really important?"

"That's lo juna's twin. He drank until he was stoned. Almost only he was thumped for making the same activity of other visitors. Buruan lo here. I'm alone!"

"What?? yeah-yeah, I'm there now!"

The god turned off the phone while making a bath, since when did the Juna drink? Never drink, to discotheque he never.

Then turn off the cigarette that was still burning. Walk in⸺take the jacket and immediately rush off following Gery.

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⸺Discotics⸺

"God!" exclaimed Gery, when he saw the God who had just come from the direction of the discotheque entrance.

Hearing his name on the call, he immediately approached Gery who was sitting at one of the tables with Juna⸺his return.

"Where is he?" ask God. He noticed Juna who seemed to have been heavily drunk and half unconscious.

"As you see now. He's a heavy jogger." Evidently.

"Where's story? How could Juna get drunk in a place like this? As far as I know, he's never had a drink let alone played to a place like this."

"Gue doesn't understand either. I just came in. Keep watching the fuss, I am samperin right. I don't know Juna. Yes, I help you." Gery clearly told me. "Let's twin part very strange. Not strong to drink. It's stupid."

The god scratched the back nape that did not itch. The look of his face was a little confused what to do. Even if the God brought Juna home in this state, how would his father react?? But if the Gods did not bring him home it was also impossible.

"Wa? Even bengong lo. How the hell." rebuked Gery, when he saw God just silently staring at Juna.

"Yes, help me get him out."

God and Gery finally pushed Juna out of the discotheque.

It did not take long, the taxi they had ordered came. Gery helps the gods bring Juna into the car.

"Ger, put my bike on." God spoke from behind the open windshield of the car.

"Berez. Let me tell you to bring your bike home."

"Thanks." -."

"OK."

Both of them shake hands like boys. Then not long ago, the taxi that the Gods were riding had already darted away leaving Gery there.

During the journey, the God is still confused to give his father what reason later on regarding the condition of Juna like this.

"Nyusain I aja lo." grumbled, while staring annoyed Juna who was still half conscious.

Suddenly Juna's head switched the backrest on God's left shoulder. Feeling uneasy, the God put Juna's head slowly into its original position. But unfortunately again Juna's head stumbled on the shoulder of the God like before.

"Ck!" The god clucked in annoyance and just silenced.

It seems like Juna is really drunk. It was evident with some vague concoction that started to come out of his mouth. Juna even sang a song about the betrayal of love aimed at girls in the typical style of drunk people. Of course, the lyrics and tone sound unnatural. The gods even began to hear him.

Fortunately, my twin. If not, I will not take you home. Ck! It's heavy again. Anjir!

The god sat down, while squeezing out Juna's body from the car with great difficulty.

The noise caused from the iron fence, when the God opened it, made the security guard of the house rush over.

"Well, den Juna why?" ask the security guard, while helping the god to reach Juna's body on the left side.

"No papa sir. Just drunk on the spot." The Lord answered. "Oh yes sir, papa again at home?" ask God to know. He hoped his father would not be home. Given that he brought Juna home under these circumstances, it is clear that God does not want to cause misunderstandings between him and his father.

"There is a."

Mucus!

"But it seems like sleep again." The house security told.

The gods breathe freely. At least his father would not see himself bringing Juna home under these circumstances.

His steps then stopped. "yes already sir, if so let me just bring Juna inside. You don't have to help."

"Is it true that papa den?" tanyanya, by removing the embrace on Juna's shoulder.

Gods nodded. Then back in and open the door.

Suddenly Juna laughed, when he realized who was touching his body at this time. "How many times have you slept in a girl?" ask her with her drunken tone.

God's steps until stopped in front of the door. watched Juna with an upset heart and replied. "It's none of your business."

"How does it feel to sleep with her?" Juna asked again, which made the steps of the Gods come to a halt again. "Aahh. Let me guess, it must be fun."

"Ck! Can you not be?!" his jolt was at once annoyed. But it seemed that Juna did not listen and instead continued to talk alluding about the relationship of Gods and Girls.

Juna chuckles. "Lo know, what do I think? Don't know why, feeling I told you that you guys had done it before I was the same damn chick that broke up..." There's a pause in his sentence. "Yes, right??" juna asked feeling confident. That's what Juna constantly thought, making his head almost broken.

The god smiled obliquely. "Why do you still want to know about girls? You still love her, right?!"

Juna did not answer. He remained silent for a few seconds, and began to make a sound...

"Gue loves her, but also hates her."

******

The night is getting late, does not discourage Aurel's intention to go to the place he is on display at this time.A night entertainment place, increasingly crowded and crowded by visitors who deliberately seek pleasure at night.

Wait for. Don't you misunderstand me first. Aurel to that place is not to seek pleasure because it is for a problem or the like. Precisely Aurel was curious and wanted to prove himself about Sesil's words when the phone was about his best friend, Girl.

"Gue wants to tell you about the depravity of the deket lo deket girl. Just so you know, temen lo it's a recording. Every night his work nyari money while straddling in front of a perverted om-om who thirsts for caresses. If you do not believe it, you just go to his place directly. I guarantee you'll find him there."

Aurel smiled in disbelief, how could he easily believe the words of Sesil who he believed must be lying.

"Bego is really me. Why also I believe her words." he murmured. When he set foot in the place Sesil meant.

The smell of alcohol, cigarette smoke, stinging perfume, and the behavior of some visitors who are drunk, really makes it uncomfortable half to death.

Because, this is the first time Aurel set foot in a nightlife like this. If he knew the place was this bad, he would not force himself to come, he would not force himself to come, especially just because of Sesil's bullshit that Aurel believed was his lie.

Ck! Turn around. The girl is also not likely to go to the beginning.

His steps that will turn around, he said when he found the figure of the girl who was busy kissing with someone whose age was farther from him. Especially with such an unusual position. Where girls look very comfortable in the lap of the fat-bodied om-om. while the man's right hand is seen moving to slip some money sheets on the cleavage of the girl who looks poking due to the super tight clothes she wears.

"Bus..."

The call from the familiar voice, clearly made the girl turn her head quickly. Found the figure of Aurel who was standing right in front of him with eyes still in disbelief.

"A-aurel!"

Soon the girl got up. Move out of the man's lap. The girl also immediately took the money sheet tucked in her cleavage⸺hal who had been continuously stared at by Aurel without stopping.

"Rel, i. a-I..."

"Lo really girl, my friend?!"

****

Meanwhile at the same time, at the girl's house...

"Ohh...eehmmm...".god..."

The erotic sigh, coming from Arman's room, is now dipping into the delights of the world's paradise with a night woman who is deliberately brought home to satisfy her sexual desires.

Arman was so eager to spur the rhythm of his manhood, that he managed to reach the peak of the climax which he admitted was amazingly delicious.

This is how Arman does every day. In addition to drunkenness and gambling, he also likes to bring home other prostitutes while his daughter is busy trying to make a living for a bite of rice and other necessities of life. even the money Arman uses to hire prostitutes tonight is ration money given by girls who are given routine to him every day.

"Darling, I'll go to the bathroom first, okay?" said Arman, intending to clean himself from the heat struggle he just did.

"But you didn't forget, did you? He said you want to give me more money tonight" said the woman, in a spoiled tone with a slight sigh.

Actually, these two can be said to have more relationship. You could say they are dating, but the woman also does not want to lose. Even though he has a girlfriend status, it does not mean he free Arman when he wants to have sex like this.The reality is Arman still has to spend money on this one, this one, even so, Arman did not mind and even expressed his intention to invite the woman to a serious level.

Mad mamang. But that's the truth. He doesn't even need a girl's approval at all. Agree or not, one day Arman will still marry a woman whose current boyfriend status.

"Don't forget dong. just calm down, the money was prepared specifically for you who are beautiful." Arman pinched the woman's chin slightly, making her smile shyly. "Mas can do it."

After Arman left the room, the woman immediately shuffled and got out of bed. When he was already wearing his clothes with origin, he exited the room to avoid the stuffy air from inside.

Her net looked straight at a door not far from the room she entered. There was a padlock on the door, making her curious. He took the key hanging on the side of the door.he was quite sure if the key was intended to open the lock.

Although there are many keys in one bond, still the woman is still trying to open the lock because of high curiosity about the figure of Arman's wife who is said to be crazy in the room.

Chequek!

The door managed to open. Instantly a fairly pungent smell was pierced by the nose. It just smells so bad. Apparently there was some dirt scattered and has not been cleaned on the floor.

"Ck! It stinks anyway. It's crazy!"

Then his gaze was fixed on a woman with a long but messy mane. Even though the girl has been combing her mother's hair every day, somehow her mother's hair is always messy every day.

"why did you come in here??" arman's voice shocked the woman.

"Eh, Mas Arman. No, I was just curious about your wife who said she was crazy."

"Whether are you curious about something as unimportant as this?"

"Yes, my name is curious." The woman pursed her lips. "It seems like I still love my wife? The proof until now is still at home with him."

"Ngaco you how can I love a crazy, blind woman like her. Just look at that look. Disgusting." Arman looked down on his sleeping wife full of disgust.

"If you're not in love, why do you still defend him in this house? I don't want to go to the same house as he did when we were married."

"Keep what??"

"Dispose him, go on the street."

"I can't do that."

"why not mas?"

"My son is very dear to his mother. If I throw him out, my son will be angry."

"Yaela mas, say I don't know anything. Would you like a lifetime at home with a madman who smells like to throw up like this? If I was ogah!" the woman said flanking the tip of her nose with her hands. "Somehow, this mas is really weird. Cook the same scared boy." he sneered. "Well, I wouldn't want to marry you, if women still live here."

"Well, how come you're so ngancem."

"Yes, just choose. Me or that crazy girl!"

*****

It seemed that Arman had completely blinded his eyes, so he could easily make up his mind to throw his wife into the street, just as his lover had wanted.

Arman did not think at all about the worst effects of the consequences he did. Especially with the condition of his wife who is blind and suffering from mental disorders like this.

With a borrowed car, Arman threw his wife into a quiet street with minimal attention.

BRUCK!

The weak body, falling from the car because of the push that Arman deliberately did.

A second later, Arman had gas⸺t went away leaving the woman who had given him a daughter, with no feelings of guilt at all.

Asphalt pounding, making women aged who have given birth to girls, grimacing due to scratches on the elbow and part of the knee. It was painful and painful for him.

both of his hands were fumbling the paved streets, and he involuntarily crawled further and further into the middle of the road.

Right from the front, a wood-carrying truck, drove up fast. The truck driver seemed to yawn wide a sign of drowsiness.

While the vision is blind, making the mother of the Girl can not see the spotlights in front of her are brightly lit.

Tiinn........

The sound of the horn sounded quite loud, not making the woman step aside at all. He just stayed in position. Making the collision inevitable.

BRAKK!!

The weak body was rinsed by the car. He died instantly.

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