Mentari for Dawn

CHAPTER 23 - People Who Will Be Responsible

"Yes Oma, Oma take it easy, later if you have met a suitable woman, I will definitely get married anyway" Gerald replied resignedly. Means that the Omanya be silent and not babble anymore about marriage.

Because honestly, until now he is still not interested in the name of marriage. Because for him, marriage was just something that was very troublesome and made him unable to be free.

Not as of now. He's free to have fun and fuck any woman he wants, with no strings attached. Like what he just did tonight. The pleasure of a woman's lips***** is still very pronounced lips and tongue. Likewise with his. He was still not satisfied and wanted to try again.

Had Fajr not come, he would have continued. But yes, no matter what, the presence of Dawn was also to save him from the big problems in the future.

"When did you find that suitable woman? Wait for Oma to go after your Papa?" Grumbled Oma Violet thoughtlessly.

"Oma, how did Oma talk that way anyway?" Tegur Gerald's.

"Yes Ma, it's not good to talk like that. Pamali" Timpal Astrid's.

"This mom just wants your son to get married. So that he can become a responsible and more mature man. Unlike yesterday, getting angry at people's party events was just because of a trivial matter. Just embarrass me. As if she had never learned attitude" Oma Violet again grumbled at length and brought up the incident at the hotel the other day.

"It wasn't my fault, Oma. It's the fault of that stupid waitress who spilled food on my clothes until I was embarrassed. Plus his pretentious friend became a hero, and interfered. I'm glad I've....."

"What's Rald?" Astrid asked puzzledly when suddenly Gerald did not continue his words.

"Gerald, that's your mama asking why it's not answered? What are you doing?" Oma Violet chimed.

"Mmmm.... I-i've....." Gerald became excited when he realized that he was almost lost.

The sudden sound of his cell phone ringing saved Gerald from the two women's lashings before him. Gerald took his cell phone. It turns out the call came in from Moza.

Would the woman contact him? Wasn't their business done after he helped her to get the arrogant woman? Astrid, sitting next to him, read the name of the contact who contacted her son.

"The moza? Is that Moza Pak Tristan and Ms Claudia's son? Why is he calling you at all these nights?" Astrid asked curiously.

"Mmmm.... I don't know Ma either. I picked up the phone in the room first huh" replied Gerald nervously. He rose from the position that had previously occupied the hand of the sofa next to his mother.

Astrid stared at her only son who walked up the stairs to get to her room.

"Astrid, why are you, seeing Gerald like that?" Ask Oma Violet.

"According to Mama, how's Moza?"

Oma Violet seemed to think before giving an answer. "According to Mama he's her son is beautiful, kind, friendly and humble. And most importantly, he was from among the distinguished people. Why are you asking about that girl?"

"It's okay, just want to know what Mom thinks. Because I think Moza is a woman who is suitable for Gerald. What do you think, Mama?"

Oma Violet. "A good idea. But the Gerald likes Moza no?"

"If the problem is easy Ma. We can arrange everything later. We can also talk to Mr. Tristan and Mr. Claudia. Done it?" Astrid smiled confidently.

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"Yes, what's up Moz?" Gerald raised the voice call as soon as he entered his room.

"How was your date with Dance? What have you done to him?" Moza asked across the street.

"What do you think a Gerald Lazuardi would do, when the victim was in front of him? Thank you so much Moza, thanks to you I can feel the body of a virgin woman again. It feels so good. I haven't tasted it in a long time" Gerald smiled in satisfaction.

"I don't need your thanks. All I need is your promise"

"What promise?" Gerald asked in confusion.

"Yes promise, that you'll never say anything about my involvement in this. It's up to you to do Dance. But remember yes, I don't want my name to be mentioned, if the police take part in this case"

"It looks like you're scared huh, caught by the police? But dare to commit criminal acts? Hehehe Moza... You're so funny huh" Gerald laughed scornfully.

"I'm serious, Gerald. I've helped you avenge the woman who insulted and humiliated you. So in return, you should also be able to protect me. Understood?" Moza said in a firm and serious tone.

"And you think I want to deal with the police because of that woman? I'm satisfied with him tonight. Like a fresh drink that I've spent all its contents on. And now all that's left is the can. So I don't need it anymore.

After all you don't have to worry, neither you nor I, we'll both be safe and get away with this. Because someone else is going to be responsible for all this. And save us from all the charges for what happened to that woman. Okay?" Gerald said with ease.

"Huh? Other guy? Wh who? Isn't it just the two of us who are involved in this rape plot? How come there's someone else? I was so confused" Moza asked in confusion.

"That's it, you don't have to ask much. You just have to sit sweet and calm. Let's just say nothing ever happened. Because if it's a woman.... What's-her-name?

Oh yes, the Mentari will report the incident of rape he experienced to the police, he will report others. You don't need to know the reason and what I've done. I assure you, you will be fine. Okay well? All right, miss, good night"

Gerald ended their conversation and turned off his phone, ignoring the ramblings of Moza who still could not understand anything he said.

"Gerald wait a minute. Gerald"

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The fateful incident that happened that night continues to shadow and haunt Tari, to sneak into her dream that feels so real and terrible. Dance gasped until she woke up from her sleep.

With cold sweat pouring out all over his body, he tried to regulate his wheezing breath. He covered his face with both palms. His body feels very tired. The pain given by the br*hsek man still felt his body, even up to his heart.

He glanced at Ranty who was sleeping next to him. His best friend's sleep seemed very good. There was no sign of Ranty being distracted by it. Then he looked up, staring at the wall clock. Time has shown at three in the morning.

He's headed for the bathroom. Turn on the shower, and let the clear liquid coming from inside the shower flushed and wetted his entire body.