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Conscious

I'm starting to wake up. I can feel my fingers. I open my eyes slowly..

I saw Radit on the edge of the bed. He looks tired. He fell asleep on the edge of the bed holding my hand. I tried to sit down, but my body wasn't strong. Radit woke up feeling my hand move.

In his hand. He immediately called the nurses and doctors on guard to check my condition.

The doctor confirmed that my physical condition had improved. It's just that the doctor said I had a very deep trauma. And requires special therapy.

I convinced Radit that I was okay. I can't bear to see it. I know he's tired enough to look after me.

The next day the doctor let me go home. But on condition that I should keep resting and not do anything heavy.

Grandma picked us up. There's not much we talk about in the car. I know Grandma and Radit don't want to ask me too much, because they're worried I'm gonna drop back.

Arriving at Radit's house helped me walk in. I think slowly my energy began to recover. Grandma has prepared all the needs I need. Grandma and Radit agreed to take me to a psychiatrist for my mental health.

But I rejected them. I'm afraid all of it will be discovered. I have to keep all this meeting. I assure them I'm okay. Even though I was actually destroyed.

The next day I felt better. My energy is recovering. I decided to go back to work after a week of rest. This mouth is still closed. My co-worker's friend was so worried about me. There was no message from them that I replied to.

I really want to be alone. I feel insecure. I have no intention of telling a story.

"Ran lo why? how did you just get started? if there's anything to say Ran. " Rahma looked very worried.

"Ngga papa ma'am. I just have a family problem. "

"But you don't need to kill yourself Ran. Not that good. "

"Yes, I know. I stress ma. "

I said lie.

I resigned

that night inevitably I had to return to serve Mr. Umar. He threatened me before. Under the pretext of overtime, he brought me back to his apartment.

I served him with great force. I'm sick of all the threats. That night, Mr. Umar enjoyed our arrangement. I just silently stared. Without the slightest fight. I'm already numb. Not one iota feel the pleasure of our intercourse.

"Like her you started enjoying huh? "

mr. umar said demeaning me.

I just fell silent.

The day I went through with resignation. I work, and the night I serve Mr. Umar. Every day is what I do. My heart is empty, my heart is empty. I'm at a point that I don't know what else to do.

My friend is starting to suspect me. My tutbuh is getting thinner. Radit can't stand it anymore, Radit's been trying to keep my feelings.

Shut up Radit followed me. He saw me and Mr. Umar in the already deserted basement.

Mr. Umar pulled me forcibly into the car. He was very rude and always humbled me. At that moment Radit arrived. He pushed Mr. Umar and hit him hard. Right on the face. Mr. Umar looked surprised. And I saw his face panicked.

"Hey what are you doing? "

"Cuih.. What's your business? "

"He's my responsibility. Don't be insolent.!!!!!!!. "

With a face that looked blue, Umar rushed away from the place. He looked at me cynically as he passed. He got into his car and just left.

My body vibrates. I freaked. Not because of Radit. But I'm afraid Mr. Umar is spreading a video of my disgrace.

We're getting on Radit's bike. Radit took me to a park. In the park he bought me a drink and we started talking

"Ran, you why the hell? "

"Gw why not dit. "

"Honestly I'm tired of Ran. I lie to you I keep. You said no why. But your condition is so bad. You know not every day I'm the same grandmother worried very much lo. Ran plis story. "

I'm speechless. My gaze is empty.

Radit shook my shoulder..

I wept. I want these lips to talk. But it's very sad.

Radit hugged me once more. He stroked my head.

"Click Ran. Don't be rich in gini. "look at Radit's glassy eyes. I know how worried he is about me.

"Ran I love you so much. I love you, Ran. "said Radit, he drew his lips close to mine. But I immediately pushed him..

"Ngga. Don'tdon't. "

"Why Ran? Am I not worthy of you?"

"I am not worthy of you. "

"Kkk why??? "

"I'm dirty dit. You look for another girl who matches you. "

"What do you mean? "

I wept. I can't stand this stew anymore. On the other hand I am also very sorry . I didn't even think Radit's feelings were the same as mine.

I honestly love him too much.

But I'm back to thinking. I'm not for her. I'll just tarnish his family's good name. Especially until the video is released. I'm sure I'd embarrass Radit if I and Radit were in a relationship.

I don't want to burden Grandma and Radit with my troubles, with my disgrace.

My life is ruined. I don't want to bring them into my trouble. Right said my father and mother. I'm a son of a fucking carrier. I can only be troublesome and troublesome.

I sat down with tears in my eyes. Radit knelt down while holding my hand. He wiped my tears.

I saw his sincere gaze. I know Radit's not a bad guy.

Suddenly I felt guilty for him. I shouldn't have pushed Radit.

"I'm sorry. I just don't know where to start. " I said with trembling lips.

Radit very gently held my hand. He gave me an incredible sense of security.

"Ran, sorry if it all comes. But I couldn't take it anymore to tell you how I felt. This feeling has been there since we first met Ran. "

"Why should I be put? " Tell me to Radit.

"Why shouldn't it be you? "

Said Radit.