My Choice of Woman

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AM I STILL A BUYING GIRL?

There was a feeling that woke Naresh. He opened his eyes and immediately got up. His head still felt pulsating. He remembers what happened to him. A clock hanging on the wall shows three o'clock in the morning. As soon as he felt his body and the feeling of relief appeared, it turned out that he was still fully dressed even though the suit he was wearing was lying on the chair.

Naresh threw his gaze around the corner of the room. It's true he slept in this place last night. His eyes caught Sirena who was asleep curled up next to him. He was breathing very softly and slowly. His body was almost as beautiful as Kinanti's only he was more prominent in certain parts.

Naresh had to get out of this house, he also realized that Sirena was not sick but pretending. Just this time he felt he was being played by the younger woman.

“Even in your sleep you still tease me.” Naresh's eyes caught Sirena's body wearing a shirt and not buttoned it. With a feeling of force he spread a blanket to cover the almost open body. It also captured a slightly heartbreaking look, there were some bruised scars on his shoulders and back. Naresh had to force his eyes to close so that he would not do anything.

Just before he left, a hand pulled him as if to signal not to leave this place.

“Master, don't leave me.” slowly Sirena woke up and directly buttoned her clothes to make it faster.

“What did you do to me last night?” Naresh restrained his anger. He wanted to ask Sirena for an explanation.

The woman was silent, she flicked her blanket and bowed directly before Naresh. Bend until it touches the floor. He also kissed Naresh's feet while sobbing.

Naresh took a step back to avoid Sirena doing something demeaning to him. “My answer is Sirena! I just need your answer!”

Sirena rose, her eyes inundated with water. “I'm sorry, Mr. Yori. I'm sorry ..” he successfully cried. “If you want to slap me or want to vent your frustration you can torture me or beat me. I'm not going to fight Mister. Maybe this is as my fault-redeemer to you!”

Naresh fell into bed. He was so surprised to hear the words of the woman. “Do you really want to make up for your mistakes?”

Sirena nodded. He rubbed his wet eyes.

“Tell me what your purpose is to bring me to this house with all your day tricks.” Naresh stared intently at Sirena.

“I ... I was only ruled by Madam.” Sirena. It was like putting shame on his shoulders.

“Who paid you?”

Sirena could not answer that question. It is impossible to divulge who is the mastermind behind all this, he can be finished by the fat Madam.

“You can't answer? Looks like you wasted my time!”

Naresh wears his socks and his shoes that lie next to him. He got up and picked up his coat that was draped in the chair.

“Master don't leave me!” Sirena again withheld Naresh's departure. “I know, you're angry. Even if you want me to be beaten by Master's wife, I'm willing.”

Sirena wiped her tears. He just wanted Naresh to hear it for a while.

“Actually what do you want!”

***

“Kakak,” call it down.

Naresh flinched, not expecting Kinanti to sit on the sofa waiting for her return.

“Are you waiting for me here?” Naresh touched the girl's cheek gently.

“Why just got home? Is your sister busy?”

Naresh. He smiled looking at Kinanti's shabby face which made her even more adorable.

“Then Brother should rest. It's still very early, maybe Brother Naresh should take a nap.”

Naresh. He walked towards his room and Kinanti also headed towards his room. Naresh poured his body into a very soft bed. He still rang Sirena's words, regardless of whether it was true or not.

“From later on I will use Jun to be my driver. Dangerous too if I experienced something earlier.” Naresh muttered to himself.

Does Sirena really need help? Wasn't she the famous female among her landlady's children? Why would he ask me to buy it to that pimp's mom? But the look in his eyes said that he was tormented in that house? If I bought it, what would Kinanti say if I brought Sirena into this house?

Naresh's mind wandered everywhere. His eyes were closed, his body too tired, but his brain was still ringing with Sirena's plea. Even the woman was willing to die in order to get out of the entanglement of her pimp mother.

On one roof with a different space, Kinanti was uncomfortable with her thoughts that were echoed by the words of Mrs Fernando. In fact he was eager to ask Naresh about his status in this house.

Is it true that I'm just a girl like Mrs Fernando?

I saw Naresh who was so tired, he did not want to be a burden on the man's mind.

Am I only bought because I am happy? Am I just being his collection?

Kinanti tried to brush off those bad thoughts. He tried to close his eyes trying to forget, only the thought kept crashing at him like an uncatchable wind let alone stopped.

“Ah! Why don't I trust my own boyfriend? Hasn't Brother Naresh been nice to me all this time? He always put me first.” Kinanti spoke to herself.

Is she really your lover, Kinanti?

Whispers about evil are terrible, even more so if they arise from our heads as if to tell us that nothing is entirely good in this mortal world.

The clinking sound of his cellphone sounded slowly, a sign there was an incoming message. Lazily he took the box thing that was lying on the nightstand. “Who this early sends a message? Especially from an unknown number,” his mumble.

Kinanti set up the screen of the phone and opened some photos sent to her. For a second he realized that in the photo Naresh was hugging in bed with another woman.

Instantly his chest tightened, there was a whack of pain in his heart. He closed his mouth so as not to hear the sound of crying that began to enter his body. Her tears could no longer be contained.

“This is not true ‘kan? This isn't Brother Naresh ‘kan?” Kinanti tried to deny this.

***

The sun told his story in the morning. Naresh got out of bed. He really does not sleep and should immediately clean himself. Today he must work and investigate who Sirena is with the help of Jun, the driver and the most reliable spy owned by Fernando's family.

The water that was flowing so fresh washed his body. He remembered that yesterday he had not taken a shower. When finished he was able to go to the room to immediately wear clothes as usual.

He only wears a towel to cover his lower body. While facing the mirror Naresh was surprised by the chest of his field. There are three traces of reddish traces of kiss marks from Sirena. He believes that the woman gave it to him when he was unconscious.

“May Kinanti not know this.” Naresh rushes to put on his shirt and is immediately at the dinner table. He will not miss his breakfast with his future wife.

“Good morning, Miss pervert!” Naresh smiled broadly displaying his teeth that were neat and clean.

Kinanti did not answer.

Naresh only realized that at the dinner table there is no food available. He also saw the face of Kinanti who was not very bright.

What's the matter?

“My daughter, why is there no food? Though I was hungry to eat something produced by your little hand.” Naresh pleaded like a child with a contrived face.

“I hope you release me, Mr. Naresh Yori Alvarendra. Let me leave this house!”