
An hour later, the class ended. All students are allowed to go home. Giara and Belva left campus together. Giara will go to Belva's boarding house, because tonight Giara has a job to accompany one of the sugar daddies who has hired him.
"Have you permission, Ra?" ask Belva on the way home.
"She can read my message anyway, I said today straight away work, so she definitely won't worry" replied Giara.
"Lo has to hide this lo profession, the danger Ra if you know, it turns out his sugar boy!" reply Belva.
"Mom won't know, I said work at the cafe, don't let him know, the danger is very ..."
"Eat him you must be careful, kasian mother lo if she knows. I am different, who has no one else. You still have a mother, Ra, you have to be proud and happy with her. Don't take it until later lo nyesel." said Bela
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Belva's words made Giara a little slapped. True, Giara's purpose in life was to make her happy. Merely, the path that Giara took was indeed a bit terrifying.
Somehow later, if Giara's mother finds out, that her son works as a sugar baby. Giara actually wanted to stop being a sugar baby, but he felt unable to stop.
How can Giara treat his mother if he doesn't pursue this job? Nowadays, it is very difficult to find a man who is loyal and responsible.
Giara doesn't want to hang himself on men. He will insist on making himself happy, without relying on men. That's why, whatever Giara does, as long as it's not tied to anyone.
"I'll stop being a sugar baby when I finish college. I want to be a successful woman so I can be happy about Mom, for the rest of her life." explains Giara.
"Gue understood, therefore, you should have gone to college well. Your life still has a purpose, and your goal is happyin your mother. Different from me, who has been ulcerated, and even Ancur aja all at once. There is no purpose for my life now. There's no family I can be happy with ..."
Giara was filled with Belva's current speech. Sad, broken, and hurt, that's how they feel every time they talk about their poor lives.
There is no choice, when they are asked, why should we do such a way of life? Giara only hoped, if he was able to do the best for the mother, and become a strong woman in becoming this bitter life.
Giara doesn't care anymore, doing this naughty job. Most importantly, he could still make money and move on with his life. As of this moment, he was accompanying an old man who had become his subscription.
His name is Om Hans, he is a man who always hires Giara when he is going to travel out of town. Om Hans already knows, if Giara is sugar baby with non** service.
Om Hans only wanted to be accompanied, and loved when with Giara. What was the reason the old man wanted to be loved so much? Because he never got love from his wife.
If he could, he would probably rather marry Giara than marry his wife. The wife who had been married five years with him, but never once the wife considered him a husband.
I don't know what the problem is, but apparently this forty-five-year-old middle-aged man looks very uninspired. Giara as his guardian angel will certainly make his best efforts to help the Om.
"Om, I know, Om's problem must be really heavy. But, Om can't despair. Everything's will be okay, Om.... What's the matter? Om don't drink too much. It's not good for health. Please, hear me, and stop it!" Giara was hugging the old man who was sipping wine many times.
"Giara, you should have married me. If you want to marry me, then all the burdens of my life will be gone. I'll be peaceful and happy."
"No, Om. I'm not getting married. What trouble haunts you, so Om looks lethargic like this? Tell me, who knows, by telling me, Om's heart will be a little calm," Giara seduced her sugar daddy.
Om Hans is a reclusive man who always pamper Giara with money. Just for pleasure. In fact, he had a wife and one child. What else is less? I don't know, Giara himself didn't know it ....
"My wife asked for all my wealth and assets behind her name. As for my son, he wouldn't be willing to do that. My wife has never loved me before. She married me out of compulsion, because her family owed a lot. Until they handed him over to me. I, who was devastated by the death of my wife, was so easy to accept her. Because she looks a lot like my dead wife. I thought he was loyal to me and would try to love me. Apparently, he was just masked. He doesn't love me. At first he used to cry like a wounded man, so long he acted, and I couldn't ban him."
Apparently, Om Hand's life story is also so sad. Giara never thought, if a man like Om Hans, who certainly struggled with property, turned out to have a family problem that is so complicated.
"Maybe she was forced to marry Om ... has Om tried to make her love you?"
“It's been five years I tried it, Giara. There was never a result. All I know is that she was married and loved her ex-husband. She was only forced to marry me, because of my family's insistence on her family. Finally, my relationship with him was messed up like this. You know, for five years of my marriage, I never touched her. That's why I'm often lonely. I wanted to do that with my wife, but she often refused. That's why I always use your friend's services to satisfy my. If you're willing, of course I'd rather fuck you."
"Om, I'm just accompanying you, that's more than enough. I would never be bound to something like that. I'm sorry ..."
"Therefore, will you marry me, Ra? I'll divorce my wife soon, if you're willing to marry me, and replace her .." said Om Hans, with tearful eyes.
Om Hans seemed to be drunk, seen from his way of speaking like that. Regarding his honesty, Giara only heard it this time. Usually he is very secretive and prefers to be in Giara's arms.
Um, you're being honest like this, because you're drunk. Apparently, you have a weird family problem. Your wife, she must be young, and I'm surprised to hear you haven't touched your own wife. Who is your wife? Giara said in his heart.
Giara could only hug Om Hans while sticking the old man's head against his shoulder. That's all he can do. Why should I ask her to marry me? That's very unlikely.
Giara suddenly saw the screen of Om Hans' cell phone lying on the table. Apparently, an incoming call filled his phone screen. Giara saw dsn taking Om Hans's phone, he looked at a photo of the woman with the contact name 'My wife, Diana'.
Giara scrunched his forehead, he felt familiar reading the name. Diana's? Giara seemed to have heard the name, but he forgot. Where did he hear that name?
"I think I've heard this name. Diana's? Ah, but Diana was a lot .. why should I think of Om Hans' wife .. a wife who is as ungrateful and insolent as she is." Giara spoke to himself, then he put back Om Hans' cell phone.
*Connected*