Labuhan Cinta The Playboy

Navisha Diary - 02

THE WARNING!!! 18+

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one Night With Him

The days I spent getting excited after meeting him. Even though he didn't know me, and I never knew him in person either. But somehow since seeing him makes me work hard.

Every night he was right to come to the club where I worked. He always showed his sad face. I don't know how much he loved that woman. Until it made her so heartbroken.

One night, I saw him sitting limp in front of the club when I came home from work.

I approached him who seemed unconscious. I tried to talk to him even though he couldn't respond to me.

I asked where he lived. Because usually when he is drunk, there are already men who take him away from the club.

But tonight no one seems to be bringing him home. I feel sorry for her. Maybe if I didn't remember my mom and dad at home, I would be so frustrated.

Is he betrayed like me? It feels really painful to remember that.

I asked him where he lived. Maybe I can help her. He pointed to a large building next to where I work.

It looks like an apartment. I tried to confirm it to him. Turns right. He lives there. I'm packing it towards there. I don't know what floor he lives on.

With a feeling of hesitation I took his wallet. And I saw a card to open the door to the apartment room.

I drove him to his room. I don't know where I got the courage to take off the shoes and suits that were attached to his body.

I lay her body on the bed. And I better get going. I thought at the time.

As I was leaving, my hand was taken by him. I was so surprised. He was muttering someone's name.

It seems like the name of the woman who broke her heart. I tried to take her hand off but instead my body fell onto the bed.

My breath is no longer regular now. I asked him what he was going to do when he was suddenly on top of me.

He did not answer and continued to talk about the woman's name. Sanias. That was what he called out as he half-consciously explored my body.

I blinked my eyes. And I want to scream. But I couldn't because he kept silencing me with his lips. He played my lips softly. I don't know why I started to fall.

Tears do not fall from my eyes. I asked him to stop. But he certainly didn't listen. His consciousness is no longer in control.

I could only squeeze the bed sheet and bite my lower lip feeling something was coming in down there.

I close my eyes in disbelief if I have to hand over my crown to someone who doesn't even know my name.

I cry in silence. But her treatment of me made me stop crying. In her soft voice she said that I would only be hers. Whether he said it consciously or not. But I was so overwhelmed by her every touch.

Until I no longer feel the pain that affects my body. He treated me very gently. I felt an unusual sense for him. And that night I slept in his arms because I was too tired.

The next morning, I woke up to see him sleeping next to me. I realized what I had done was a mistake.

I got out of bed and went to the bathroom. I was crying there.

I realized it was a huge mistake. But it all happened. I can't repeat time.

I quickly tidied up my bag and I rushed out of her room.

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- The Two Blue Lines

That night I left with shame and embarrassment. I was afraid to meet him. Well, even though she doesn't know me at all, and I'm sure she won't remember what happened last night.

But my hope was wrong. He didn't come that night. And also the nights after. I feel very disappointed.

It's not his fault he didn't come. Because he did it half-conscious.

I was wrong for giving it all up to him.

Looking for it also feels free. Wh-wh-what for? He doesn't even know about what he did.

That day, I felt unwell, not as usual. I just thought I was just exhausted.

I went to work as usual. But Erna saw something different about me. He asked me to go home and rest.

I pushed myself until my shift ended.

The next day when I woke up, I felt very nauseous. I just spit out a little liquid.

My mind is raging. There's no way I'm pregnant!!! I only did it once. I shook my head quickly.

But I don't want to continue to assume without clear evidence. I went to the pharmacy and bought a pregnancy test kit.

I hope my feelings are wrong. But fate says something else. There are two lines there. I cried as if I could not believe it. How can I face my mom and dad?

I keep on cursing myself. And that day, my father asked me to go back home.

Well, maybe this is the time I have to bury deeply into my ideals of being an architect. I have to take responsibility for what I've done.

I decided not to go to college and go home to my parents.

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- Go from Home

I decided to go home and not continue my studies. I tried to explain carefully why I didn't want to go to college. I reasoned that I didn't want to add to my parents' burden.

They also understand. I tried to help my father's business from scratch. I co-managed the batik cloth business.

And that day, when our business began to stabilize again. Juragan Sugih came and collected our debts.

I can't believe that my parents' debt isn't reduced, but it's growing because of a burdensome interest system. I who did not accept it at that time dared to challenge juragan Sugih.

I spent my days organizing my father's business from the beginning. Until my second month at home, my mother began to suspect me who often vomited in the morning.

My mother asked me to be honest, but my lips stayed tight. Until finally my mother took me to the village midwife and the midwife said what my mother had suspected.

I cried bitterly hearing my pregnancy. The proud princess has now tarnished the family name. I rested at my mother's feet and apologized.

And what was hidden by the mother was finally known to the father. Dad was so angry. He asked me to abort my baby. But I don't want to. I have sinned, I do not want to increase sin.

Until the agreement between the father and Juragan Sugih happened. Juragan Sugih was willing to erase my father's debt if I wanted to marry him.

I firmly refuse. I don't want to marry him. He has three wives, and I will be made the fourth wife. I don't want to.

My father assured me that my life would be assured if I married him. And my son will be regarded as the son of Juragan Sugih.

Nah! I can't do that.

And finally on that night, I decided to leave the house and head to the city of Semarang.

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You know, where did Ali come from? 😁😁

Maybe that's why we're not recommended to drink booze ya gaess.

Because in addition to making you forget yourself, it also makes you forget the taste...🙊🙊

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