Instant Match

The Honeymoon 4

Doni was immediately evacuated by a medical team who came to the scene of the crime. Doni was then carried on a stretcher, leaving the room so that the medical team could immediately take Doni to the nearest hospital.

Voren had already gathered information from the medical team who examined Doni's condition at a glance before Doni was rushed to the hospital.

"The victim seemed to be taking a type of stimulant drug, when viewed from the characteristics experienced by the victim," said one of the medics when questioned by Voren.

Voren rubbed his face with a huff. He certainly can not immediately participate with Doni because he has to maintain his reputation and good name which has become the price of death.

Stimulant drugs? Thought Voren.

"My husband," said Velan in a trembling voice.

Velan began to cry in fear, he was really afraid if anything happened to Doni.

"How are things, Mr Doni?" ask Velan.

"Come on," Voren replied briefly. "I have to ask the hotel directly to investigate this matter! I'm really going to take this thing to the green table" Voren said.

Velan gasped at Voren's words. If until her husband takes the matter to the legal track, Velan will obviously get in much more serious trouble. Apologizing was obviously the first thing Velan had to do right away.

"My husband, I'm sorry" said Velan.

"My wife, why are you suddenly apologizing?" ask Voren astonishment.

"I'm really sorry, for putting stimulants into the drink Mr. Doni tasted" Velan said.

Voren was flabbergasted to hear a confession from his wife. 

So, he's the culprit who put stimulant drugs into my drink? Thought Voren.

"I really didn't mean to harm Mr. Doni. I really had no idea the side effects of the drug were so dangerous" Velan continued.

Voren sighed heavily, he looked straight at Velan who looked trembling in fear. Voren really couldn't believe that his wife would be that close. 

Is that how you want me to fuck you? Just be right! Inner Voren with a feeling of annoyance that he must be cleverly hidden.

"My wife, you didn't mean to harm Doni, that means you intend to harm me, do you?" asked Voren keeping his tone to stay as calm as possible.

"My husband, I-I can't harm you" replied Velan.

"It's appropriate that if you don't mean to harm me, why did you give me stimulants?" voren asked still looking straight at Velan.

Velan was silent, as if at a loss for his words.

"My wife, please answer my question," said Voren trying to keep his emotions in check.

Velan still remained silent, he had to be clever to manage his words.

"My wife, I appreciate it more if you're being honest with me! Is there anyone telling you to kill me for being unhappy with my existence?" ask Voren again.

"That's not true, my husband, how can you think like that?" Velan asked back.

"What is your motive really?" ask Voren again.

"My husband, I know you're not interested in women, but as your wife I'm a woman" Velan replied in a sobbing cry.

Voren was flabbergasted to hear his wife's words.

"Do I need to be a man so you can be interested in me?" ask Velan.

"I really love you, my husband! Please make me your full wife! I want you to give me the inner birthright" said Velan again.

Voren breathed a heavy sigh.

This woman is really terrible, how obsessed is she with me? Is he a fanatic?

"My wife, I'm really sorry for you" Voren said.

"I'm so uncomfortable with a scary woman like you, that you want to sleep with me until you use a stimulant that actually hurts Doni!" said Voren again.

"My husband!" velan said still with tears breaking.

"Truly it seems like we have to revisit this relationship! Because it doesn't rule out the future, you're going to give me poison to kill me" Voren said.

"My husband, please forgive me, I really admit to being wrong, please forgive me, in the future I promise I will not do anything like this again," said Velan.

"My husband! Please forgive me," Velan hugged Voren tightly.

Voren gasp.

Ow hell! What the fuck is this woman?! Her thought.

"My husband, I admit I was wrong, please give me one more chance, please my husband! I love you so much! I love you so much" said Velan.

Voren kneels in front of Velan, he looks at Velan and wipes away Velan's tears with his long fingers. The two hands of Velan were shaking from his cries.

"My wife, please reflect on this mistake of yours!" voren said while sighing heavily.

"I had to go to the hospital to accompany Doni," Voren said, slowly removing Velan's hand.

"My husband," Velan tried to hold back Voren's departure.

Voren immediately stepped out leaving Velan riveted, hammered, and sculpted in his immense guilt, as big as his current remorse.

...~...

Velan was still staring blankly at the ceiling of the hotel room where he was staying. He woke up last night with tears flowing down the river. He truly felt a sense of fear, sadness, restlessness, and uneasiness mixed into one.

I don't know why Velan felt that the plan he had drawn up was not going well and right. He felt his world was torn apart as the storms of life came crashing down on him mercilessly. Unresolved the debt problem that must be paid immediately, the problem of her husband who is not interested in women, now her husband is angry and their marriage leads to a rift. Though Velan just got married and has not tasted the sweetness of marriage itself.

He really did not expect that as a result of his actions many sad things had to happen. Due to over-dose use of stimulants, Velan nearly kills her husband's personal assistant. Voren also finally accused that it did not rule out the future possibility Velan will kill Voren.

"What am I supposed to do?" Velan asked himself.

She tried to call Voren's cell phone hundreds of times last night and tried to contact her husband, but the husband did not answer his phone at all. Want to contact Doni, of course, is not possible because Doni must be getting intensive care.

Velan was crying again, he did not know where to complain. There are not seven cup*ng fish that he used to complain even without giving him a solution at all. Velan could not have told this matter to his mother-in-law, his parents, his brothers, or his friends.

What is certain is that Velan does not want his household problems to be a burden if he tells everything to his family. He also could not tell his friends even though as close as possible, because it does not rule out his friends make the problems of Velan's life as a laughing stock. Enough Oman case makes Velan deterred to tell his personal life to his friends.

"Geez Velan, when you already have a handsome and rich husband, but it turns out you were married just for status, yes!"

"Well, what a handsome husband, a millionaire, but it turns out that he likes handsome!"

That is, everyone would definitely think that way and directly judge Velan.

"That's why you're looking for a soul mate to a psychic!"

"Just like a shaman, believe in God!"

"The risk is borne by passengers!"

"Remember the law of the sow, what you sow, that's what you'll reap!"

All the assumptions danced in Velan's mind and made Velan really depressed. He needs a place to put out his complaints. He needs someone to consult and it's even better if that person can give him good advice so that Velan can feel better and entertained.

Amused? One word that crossed his brain made him remember the group of men he met yesterday afternoon in the hotel pool area. The men who seem to work as entertainers who can entertain as long as it is in accordance with the payment.

What if Velan tried their services?

Without the need to know each other, without attachment, they will definitely come because of money. Velan opened his wallet, there is capital money to sell that might be used first. After all, he only needs a friend to talk, not for anything else so it might be cheaper than the usual rate.

Velan took his cell phone, surfed in cyberspace looking for a group of virtual happiness peddlers. He needs a man with the cheapest rates because just to talk, for the business of looks, it's number two important the rates are cheap.

Finally after negotiating the price of a call man who was willing to be paid at a low rate with a duration of only one hour, Velan also made an appointment with the man he called.

All-black clothing was chosen to be a fashion code, so that they can easily recognize each other without suspicion.

Velan arrived at the restaurant where he and his call man were doing ground coffee. His eyes went around looking for the figure of a man dressed in all black.

His eyes were immediately fixed on the figure of a handsome man sitting at one of the dim tables. The handsome man with an attractive appearance was struggling on his phone and was seen many times glancing at the watch.

That's her! How handsome! It's really worth being a call man! Inner Velan who was directly approaching the handsome man.