My Girlfriend's Account Balance

Perceiver

Fujiko gulped her saliva, she was completely frightened at this moment.

"Om.." he said softly when the fat hand with brownish skin was stroking his thigh.

The hand of the man who was about 50 years old, touching his chin rubbed the lips of the girl using his fingers. Getting closer and closer was about to kiss the girl's lips.

A director of a Japanese company called Tenko Group, that's Ridwan's profession. A fat man wearing full clothes.

"Come on, I'll marry you. Do not tense relax just .." he said full of woo, holding Fujiko's shoulder. Really a skin color that contrasts with the Japanese-Indonesian woman's crossbreed.

The woman looked resigned, she trembled in fear. Should she give up her virginity to get a rich husband? He is also unsure if he can face this fear every day if he is married to a widower in front of him.

"Akh.." he said in fear, trying to get rid of the fat man's hand that was rising from his thigh. There is no feeling of love at all. The man's lips were getting monstrous about to kiss the original woman who had never even kissed.

Ravana and Sitha? Maybe that term is seen at this time staring at a wrinkled face with gray hair of the man.

The narrow car, making the woman more cornered. Her heart beat fast with fear, but she had to be strong to be the wife of a rich man.

Closing his eyes, that was all he could do.

Bugs!

Bugs!

Bugs!

The voice of a woman banging on the windshield of a car window sounded. A car is seen parked behind their car.

"Open up! Bawdy couple! The actor! B*jang!" there were a lot of harsh words that the woman, who was probably in her 40s, said.

Fujiko clenched her forehead, completely shocked. The actor? There are all sorts of things in his brain. Is this man before her not a widower? Himself to be an actor?

"Om not a widower?" she asked, pushing the head of the gray man who was about to kiss her.

"Dear not, for you I will divorce my wife and leave my children," said Ridwan as if he did not care about his wife. Swinging her lips back, her hands crept even more upward, rubbing Fujiko's thighs.

The girl who is really upset, she is indeed a materialist but will not snatch the property of another woman. The car door was opened, immediately out, making the man put his lips before his wife.

"good huh? You cheated!" Shake the woman with the full face make up.

"I love him!" Ridwan got out of the car. Attract Fujiko who is half her age. About 25 years.

"I don't want to be an actor! He lies---" Fujiko's words come to a halt.

Plaque!

The woman slapped the girl's cheek quite tight. Which woman is not emotional, when she takes care of her children who will graduate. Her husband had an affair with a young woman.

Fujiko felt her cheeks numb.

"Basic actor! You are a woman too! What if you are cheated! What if your father prefers another younger woman!" The woman clenched her hand in a cry.

"I don't like the greasy grease! Om! Back there! It's fat, it's gray, it's smelly, it's hard!" Various insults were made by Fujiko. He didn't want to be involved as a third person.

"I love you baby! You're too good, because it wants me to go back to this buluk! I'm not going back to him. I love you!" Ridwan hugs Fujiko forcibly. Women who are confused should how.

"You despicable couple! Nothing to do!" The woman screamed at the back of her husband, who hugged the Japanese woman tightly.

"Deliver!" Fujiko thrashed, wanting to cry. Why would he get into such a problem?

Until that help comes. A beautiful man comes out of the shabby boarding house where Fujiko lives.

Bugs!

The man pulled it, collapsed with a single blow he threw. The girl's hand was grabbed by her by the girl's shoulder. Truly a romantic scene, the girl's heart was beating faster. The difficulty to breathe feels, as well as a sense of comfort that spreads.

"Elekor?He's not a prankster, we've been married a long time." The young man said with a smile.

Raka, that's his name. It really looks cool if you are not aware of the clothes. Only button t-shirts, shorts and white basic flip-flops with green straps.

"You guys are married? But Fujiko said she's still single! You must be lying, right?!" ridwan.

Raka smiled contemptuously, a cold aura emanating from the home-clothed young man. Really intimidating, even surpassing a company CEO who holds monthly evaluation meetings.

"We've been married for two years. How dare you seduce my wife. Want me to pick up a knife at home, then get your gut out?" raka asked, clutching Ridwan's cheek.

The woman who might be Ridwan's wife looked nervous. Inching backwards, the young man who had a sharp gaze killed.

"And you! Take good care of your husband. If she dares to tease my wife, I will completely remove her intestines," a warning from Raka.

"I.ltya..." I don't know where the woman's loss of courage and anger went. Maybe because her survival instinct scared her.

"Let's go home!" Said Raka pulling Fujiko's fingers.

A truly romantic young couple. But is it true?

*

Fujiko clenched her forehead to see her hostess neighbor rummaging through the contents of her kitchen. Until he found a pack of instant noodles and eggs. How is his own home, Raka even shamelessly turns on the stove.

"I borrow your instant noodles, eggs and gas." The young man smiled, revealing a row of white teeth in the style of Pepsodent ads.

Fujiko can only massage his own temples. This is the original figure of Raka's neighbor. I use a cheap Android phone in my hand. Perhaps only a cheap laptop became a valuable item in the young man's room.

I don't know what the profession is, when asked Raka will only say ghost writer, online writer who does not use his real name. His income? He says only 900,000 per month. But outside of that he said he also had a prank job. Life is frugal like this.

Scratching his legs while eating instant noodles. Occasionally looking at the phone can be seen concentration.

I don't know what his side job is. But I can estimate that in addition to the ghost writer, his side income also earns under 1 million rupiah. Truly a young man who has no bright future.

"You guys, find another profession. Why keep pushing with your work now?" asked Fujiko, to the young man who often entered the boarding house without permission.

"I borrowed your bathroom. My soap ran out" he said as if he didn't care about Fujiko's words. Keep eating while typing a message on his cheap android phone.

"Soap up, buy it!" fujiko couldn't stand it anymore to have a neighbor like this.

The young man who suddenly got up, cornered the girl against the wall."I haven't got paychecks.." whispered. Totally rendered Fujiko speechless, swallowing her own saliva.

"Bring there!" Fujiko is pushing Raka's body.

The young man who was smiling knots, finished his instant noodles. After sending a message to the CEO of Tenko group. He invested more than tens of millions of dollars.

'Firing an employee named Ridwan, on the grounds of violation of the code of conduct.'

That's the message he wrote. The young man who grabbed Fujiko's towel, entered the bathroom using the same bar soap as the girl.

Who exactly is Raka? A ghost writer is not famous. Which holds a lot of secrets, smelling the scent of the girl from the bar soap she wears. Truly a shameless strange young man.