Home For My Soul

89|Salah Target

“Lobi. 20:00.”

The lunatic lecturer actually sent a message telling me the name of the hotel I needed to go to, the meeting point, and the time. What does he want by telling me to come to the hotel? She won't fuck me, ‘kan? My stomach suddenly fluttered.

I immediately went to the bathroom feeling my stomach was completely nauseous. It's insanity. I've known the lecturer since working on the proposal. Although we rarely communicate because I solve everything effectively and efficiently, I never expected him to be a man.

We were also always tutoring in the lecturer's room, so what made him change his attitude? Did my body change raise her male blood? I had reached the ideal weight I wanted. Certain parts of my body look prominent, but I never wear tight clothes that can tempt the opposite sex.

No. gabe. What the hell am I doing? That guy harassed me, it wasn't my fault. Why am I looking where my mistakes lie? He is serious about his threat, so I cannot lose. I really want to finish college well, but if someone has to get hurt, I'm not the one. This lecturer is desperate to play with fire with me.

He asked me to wear the best clothes, so that's what I'm wearing. I used an online taxi service to go to the hotel. The salary of a lecturer turned out to be great also to book a place in a hotel that expensive. The striped-nose man was already waiting in the lobby.

His forehead was wrinkled at my appearance. What's he thinking? I'm wearing a low-chested split shirt with a torn skirt showing off the thighs, right? Or did he think I would choose a super tight shirt where every curve of my body could be enjoyed by everyone? Just yummy.

“You must be hungry. We ate first.” He put that brash hand on my lower back. “I've booked a place.”

I immediately shook his hand. “There are many eyes looking, Sir.”

He's laughing a little. “Don't pretend to be a perawan. I know the extent of the association of young people today. Do you think your video is not watched by the campus?” taunted.

I clenched my hand. Damnit. So, she thinks I'm a cheap girl for watching that video? Doesn't she know I'm kissing my boyfriend, not just any guy? It's good that he wants to ask me the same thing.

The person in the dining room was busy with his dining companion. But the attention of the employees to me did not escape my attention. They followed me with their eyes. Does this lecturer often come here to bring different women for him to sleep with?

Since he is the one who pays for the food, then I do not hesitate to eat as much as I want. After all, I need energy to hold back my emotions. I tried to ignore the way he looked at my chest behind the thick warm clothes I was wearing.

“Log in,” he said after opening the door of the room he booked.

He went in first, so I followed behind him. I waited until he walked straight to the inside of the room before taking off my shoes and making them a door barrier. He chose a small room with one large bed.

Without wasting any time, he unbuttoned some of the top buttons of his shirt. “What are you doing there? Here.” He brought me closer to the edge of the bed.

“What are we doing here, Sir?” my question does not understand.

“You want to pass, ‘kan? Then follow me and your script will get the best value. You can also follow the first wave of the trial and relax until graduation day.” He's opened all the buttons on his shirt. “If you do not want to obey, then you will never graduate.

“Please, you want to choose which one.” He walked closer to me. “You need not fear. I've experienced and can satisfy you better than that snot youth.”

“Pak, you are my supervisor. What we do is not right.” I moved away as she tried to hold my hand. My whole body was shaking withstanding emotions.

He's laughing a little. “That's why I will guide you in adult affairs as well. Don't you want to graduate? Shut up and follow me or your chance to finish will vanish.”

“So, this is how you treat these poor girls?” Sound from the door. Since the door was not tightly closed, he did not hear anyone opening it from the outside.

The man's face paled, recognizing the owner of the voice. Basic short brain male. Does he think I'm stupid? For what perfect grades always decorate my academic results if facing a striped man like him I can't?

“Sa, dear?” He turned around and met his wife. “Se-severa. You misunderstood. I-I got framed, baby.” He immediately pulled his shirt back.

“Oh, so. You were framed by this young girl?” ask the woman, pretending to be concerned.

“Iya. He wants to graduate as soon as possible, so he wants to threaten me with the events in this room. You know for yourself I've never flirted with another woman, baby. What else with my own tutoring student.”

The woman approached her husband, then checked his pants. Once he found the thing he was looking for, he did something. The man was panicking too. I understand what his wife is doing. Let him know the taste.

“Aw! Honey, please don't do this.” The man grimaced as his wife grabbed his ear.

“Go home, Son. You won't have the same problem again. I guarantee you can finish your script without any more threats,” the woman said gently to me.

“Good, Mom. Thank you.” I hugged the bag I was holding.

“No. I'm the one who's grateful. I know my husband did the wrong thing, but I have no proof. I'm glad I saw it for myself now. Go.”

I bowed respectfully to him, then approached Matt and Sonata who were already waiting for me in the doorway. Thankfully, I did the right thing by involving them in this. I can't imagine what would happen to me if there were none of them.

“Hey, are you okay?” sonata asked who was holding my arm when I tripped my leg. “Amarilis, your body is shaking.”

“I'm fine.” I smiled at him.

“The father has gone mad. On the contrary we need him to complete the final task, does not mean he can do as he pleases to us.” Matt helped hold my other hand.

“Great brother has taught him a lesson. Hopefully there will be no more victims who fell due to the actions of the lecturer of the basket.” He looked behind us, in the direction where the room had been. Scary.

“Finely, we stop by somewhere so that Amaryllis can calm down,” suggested Sonata.

“I'm fine,”.

“Sonata correct. My brother cannot go home in this situation. I know what Brother needs.” Matt blinked one eye.

Turns out he took us to an ice cream cafe. His efforts can too. I actually just need time to calm down. He hasn't touched me yet, so I'm fine. I was more shocked when I came alone to his house.

But what made me think quickly was the incident I witnessed at the mall a while ago. There are no more coincidences in my life. If what happened to my family has been recognized by Aunt Ruth as her doing, then there are two big things that I believe are planned by others.

If I don't follow my conscience, then I'll be confused myself in my rent room at this point. Do not know what to do against the threat of the lecturer of the basket.

“I salute you, Amarylis. If it was someone else, it would not dare to report the lecturer's actions. I was surprised that he did. Though the seniors did not warn us about its bad nature.” Sonata shudders.

“If it wasn't for me having you guys, I wouldn't dare to be reckless either. Besides, I suspect he didn't do this on his own initiative.” I looked at them in turn. “For a semester ago, he wasn't interested in me at all. She suddenly changed, making me suspicious.”

“True too. You didn't complain about anything last semester.” Sonata nodded in understanding. “Then what do you mean this is not his own initiative? Who told him to?”

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~Author's Note~

I forgot to. I apologize if what happened to Amarilis in the last two chapters opens up bad memories for certain readers. This unfortunate incident also happened to my friend while in SMU and campus.

Not thinking. Educator, but his behavior is not educational. Seramnya, cases like this are even more rampant and victims who fall are not few. I don't know who's wrong. All we can do is look after our children (boys and girls are now just as heavy) and be their interlocutors in order to protect themselves as well.

For the survivors of violence s*ksu@l, you are great! Don't stop fighting, yeah.

Greetings dear, dear,

Meina H