LIEGE

LIEGE
THE PAST 1



Suddenly there was silence between them. Erina waited for Daffa to answer. Meanwhile, Daffa was at a loss as to how to explain everything to Erina.


"Daf, please tell me who they are? Are they your wife and daughter? Who's Honey?" Erina scouts Daffa with a series of questions.


"Please tell me who they are?" once again Erina repeated her question. "Are they your wife and children?"


Daffa took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly. He let go of Erina's hand that he had been holding since. Erina's heart melted as Daffa did just that. He felt it was a sign that he and Daffa would not unite. Could it be that this time he will again experience failure?


"Where did you get this news? Mother's father? Or Ardian?" ask Daffa.


"Not from them. That's not the main issue right now, but why don't you be honest with me while we're getting married. I told you once that I don't want to have a marriage where there are lies."


Daffa just silently listened to Erina's words. He realized in the end he had to tell everything to his future wife.


"Sorry."


"What are you apologizing for? I don't want your apology. What I want is your honesty."


"Rin, I'm afraid of losing you."


"You're afraid I'm gonna leave you like Brittany left you?" Daffa was shocked to hear Erina's words.


"Rin...."


"What steps I'm going to take is all up to you."


"Please, don't leave me" Daffa said.


"I cannot promise anything" said Erina flatly. "Because you let me down."


Daffa fell silent again and he seemed to think hard about it. The shadow of his past came to his mind.


FLASHBACKS


"Let's party tonight!" A swarm of young men were clamoring excitedly in a sports car that opened its roof. The clock shows at 9pm local time.


"Are you sure you want to come?" ask one of the white-eyed men.


"Why not?" ask the young man holding the steering wheel. "It's been sometimes I didn't go to the club. I need a rest from my thesis."


Before long their car arrives in front of the club who happens to be in a luxury hotel. There were many visitors in luxurious clothes who came to the club. Yes, the club is indeed a customer from the highclass in the city.


"Okay, let's order!" The narrow-eyed man called out waitress to serve them. Come a little woman with a pretty fun dress. Suddenly the young men were crying out to tease the woman.


Soon some women arrived. Apparently the young men ordered some comfort women to accompany them.


"Hey, you'not drinking alcohol?" asked one of the women in very sexy clothes to the young man who was driving. Because of the sound of the music, they have to be close together to talk.


"yeah. I'm not drinking alcohol because I need to sober all night long. I have to drive us home safely" replied the young man. The young lady approached again, this time more boldly. He pressed his chest against the man's arm with seductive intent. Even the woman's hand has started to***s the man's thigh.


"Do you want to spend the nigth with me?" ask the woman seductively.


"Sorry." Only that was the young man's reply while raising his left hand There was a ring. "Engaged man. Not available anymore."


The young lady simply smiled, then she pulled the young man onto the dance floor. For a while they were engrossed in the beat of the music. Soon their friends joined the two.


"Bro, I need a rest. I'm tired."


The young man returned to their now deserted table because his friends were engrossed in their respective affairs. The young man gulped down the rest of the cola he had ordered. Before long, the young man stood up and stepped towards the toilet. His body is starting to feel strange. His head was spinning and his body was hot.


"S**, what they put in my drink." said the man. He just realized the cola he was drinking felt strange. Meanwhile, his body was burning. There was something urgent within him, something that required immediate release. The young man unbuttoned two of his clothes, hoping to make his body colder. But all of that was in vain. He finally got out of the toilet and walked to his desk. On the way to his desk, he met a tiny waitress who had delivered his drink.


Whether what demons possessed her, the appearance of the petite woman stirred up a primitive passion within her. She hugged the little lady from behind. Passionately kissed and felt the whole body of the woman. And in the end they went through a passionate night in a hotel room. More precisely the night the young man channeled his primitive desires regardless of who the woman was with him.


The next morning the young man awoke to his loud cell phone. With a heavy head, he opened his eyes. When he opened his eyes he saw his arm made into a pillow by a woman... wait? God, what's going on, who is he? Suddenly the man felt something unusual. He looked under the blanket he was wearing. Oh my god, their bodies are plain without a thread. The woman's body was warmly attached to her body.


Slowly the young man pulled his hand and ran to the bathroom after finding his boxer. In the bathroom, she grabbed her hair. What the hell's going on? Why is there a woman. Me where? A million questions raged in his mind. He was trying to remember what happened last night. S**t, last night someone must have mixed up the drinks.


The man cried because he had committed a sin that had been avoided. Shaded by him the faces of both his parents and his lover who were far away in the country. God, forgive me, sobs the man under the shower soaking his body. I was completely unconscious when I did that. God, how am I responsible for last night. He cried for a long time, until finally he decided to end his crying and meet the woman who slept with him last night.


Slowly, wearing the bathrobe available in the bathroom, the man came out of the bathroom. He wished the woman was still there, but it turned out that when he came out of the bathroom the woman was no longer there. All that was left was her scattered clothes and a messy bed.


The man sighed in annoyance when he saw the blood spots on the bed sheet. ***! Did I rape a virgin? Again the man was only able to pull his hair. Angry and sorry to be one. What am I supposed to do? Finally the man took his phone and contacted his assistant.


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