Me And Wedding

No End of Thought

Dj's music rang out loud in my eardrum. People are happily dancing. Men and women become one in this place. Drinks on shelves and tables. Don't forget the smell of cigarette smoke in here.

Discotheque. Yes Brother Abel took me to the night club. Where the crowds of money to the people of trouble gather here. They dance at will. Comfort themselves in ways they consider good. I just got into Club last night. Although in the past when my friends were in college many invited to a place like this, but I always refused. For the reason that I hate alcohol.

"We're going home, yeah." I said while shouting because my voice was losing to music. Abel's sister danced in front of me.

"Have fun. It's still this afternoon." Brother Abel said with a shout as well.

"I'm sitting down, brother." I'm resigned. I finally took a seat on the long sofa.

Suddenly I was approached by a tomboyish woman whom Abel and I met in a nice house this morning.

"Ira right?" The woman pointed at me.

"Yes." Yeah." Answer nodded.

"Deva." He said shake my hand.

"Abel's Friend?" Ask her.

"Yes. Fellow model." The answer.

"Gue grab a drink first." He said again and left.

I just nodded.

A few minutes later that tomboy woman I knew named Deva came back with two glasses.

"Drink." He said a glass in his right hand.

"I'm sorry I don't drink alcohol." Reject me.

"It's juice. I know you're a good woman." He's bribing me for a drink.

Yes, this fruit taste I don't think alcohol.

"Let me drink alone." I said take over the glass from his hand.

I finished that apple-flavored drink. Suddenly my head is a little dizzy. But I insisted on staying normal. I saw Brother Abel still engrossed in dancing and drinking alcohol in his hands. After that it was all dark.

I'm a little conscious. I blinked my eyes. Neutralized my sense of consciousness back. Even though my head is a little dizzy.

"It's conscious." I heard the voices of the Fathers.

I realized this was in the car. I saw in the front corner there was a thick-bodied father wearing office clothes driving.

"Who are you?" Ask her.

"Just calm. Let's have fun." Naughty speech.

"Suckers. Where's Abel's sister?" I asked a little scared.

"Basar cheap women. Only 20 million can be paid. Relax, I've transferred your money to Abel." She laughs.

"So your mouth is, sir. Cheap lady? Whatchu mean. Paid 20 million as much as it is true. I am a teacher and have a husband. You dare harass me I'll report to the police." My threat.

"Originally you're a virgin no problem. Reportedly? Abel should be the one you should report to. He sold you to me." He glanced at me through the rearview mirror in front of him. Because I sit in the back.

"That woman. Abel's brother did this. You fucking bitch." My meaning to Abel's sister.

I really didn't think Abel's sister would do this to me. He planned something bad for me.

"This is the hotel I'm staying at." I thought.

I'm a little relieved that maybe this guy's taking me. But I didn't expect him to drag me to the room on the first floor. He pushed me into the bed. I screamed but no one heard. I cried, will my virginity be lost tonight. What about my husband, where is he?

"Lord, help me. What is this in return for a wife who has lied and left without asking permission to the husband." My heart is pounding.

The man started to take off his clothes. I'm really scared. My mind was always on my husband Yery and my heart was unceasingly asking God for help.

When he kissed me, the bell rang. He opened the door without wearing his clothes again.

BUKKP... A blow to the father's stomach. I saw Yery do the punch. Yery took a quick glance at me and then hit the father again.

"Yery stop.." I shouted running around hugging Yery.

"Awas dares to touch my wife, I'll kill you." Threaten Yery and pull me into our room.

In the room Yery slammed the door violently.

"Yery sorry." I hugged Yery's body.

Yery was silent not returning my embrace.

"Yery I know you hate me now. But I can explain all this." I said tighten my embrace.

"Actually I'm who are you?" Ask flat.

I took off my embrace. I don't care about my messy makeup right now.

"My husband." I ventured to see his eyes.

"If I were your husband. Why didn't you hear my words?" He said he returned my gaze.

"I'm sorry." I said while looking down.

"I told you not to go in skimpy clothes. Look at your body open. How could anyone not be tempted by you. You went to the Night Club in a sexy dress up. Without my permission." His impact.

"I was taken by Abel's sister." My defense.

"Have it mulled for nolak. If you can't have a phone for me. At least you think I exist. You promised me you wouldn't leave in open clothes. Why make a promise if you yourself can't keep it." Yery's voice grew louder. I can tell her because it's all my own fault.

"Yes you're right. I'm not the best wife to you." I wept.

"Yras. I am your husband, you are my responsibility. I'm afraid you're okay. I'm afraid to be a useless husband to you. Stay away Abel. This is why I warned you back then. He's not as good as you think he is. " Say Yery at length. He seemed to be shaking seeing me cry.

"You are right Jer. Abel's brother sold me. If you hadn't helped me maybe now my crown just disappeared. Then I thought of you what if you. "I said paused.

"Sorry dear." Yery said and hugged me.

This body makes me comfortable. The figure that worries me behind her fickle nature. Yery I'm starting to love you now.

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