Not the Son of the Prostitute

He's threatening me

Lydia breathed a sigh of relief after successfully driving Broto to the outside of the apartment. Luckily, the man's wife called before the game was over. So Lydia no longer needed to face the madness of Broto who told her to lead the game many times.

Closing the apartment door, Lydia stepped foot into the room that became the place where her struggle with Broto. The woman looked around the room that looked messy due to the action of Broto who had slammed a vase of flowers in her room.

"Damn! I have to seduce her." Lydia was goosebumps again imagining how she was doing with the man. He chose to lay down on the bed and ignore the scattered room, but just as Lydia was about to close her eyes, the sound of the doorbell disturbed her sense of hearing.

Lydia was forced to get up, ignore her own appearance, then opened the door of the room lazily.

"Rapain back again si–?!" The woman immediately silenced to see the figure of the man who was standing in front of the door. Lydia thought the one who hit the doorbell was Broto. But it turns out the assumption is wrong because the man who is now standing looking at him is Yudi.

"Yu–di?" said Lydia terbat. Lydia did not expect that Yudi would actually look for her whereabouts.

Without further ado, Yudi directly entered through Lydia's body which was still fixated on the doorstep.

"Gapain come here?" tanya Lydia followed Yudi's steps. The man was still silent a thousand languages without answering a word.

"So, this is where you serve your men?!" Yudi's question which pitched a direct satire made Lydia widen her eyes. Lydia tried to control herself even though what she did even more made Yudi feel confident if Lydia was indeed a woman like that.

"A–what do you mean, Jud? I don't get it." Lydia approached Yudi and stood right in front of him.

"You think I'm stupid, Lydia!" Yudi chuckled softly. Staring at the appearance of Lydia who looks disheveled. "Even I've seen it all. It turns out you're just a slut!"

"That's not what you see, Jud! Believe it." Lydia tried to convince Yudi. However, he did not want to until Yudi left him just because of the damn man. Although Lydia had to lower her pride in front of Broto so that the old man did not go crazy in his apartment.

"believe it? With a cheap girl like you?!"

"Yud, a–aku threatened. I was threatened to be hurt if I didn't want to serve him" Lydia said. Then he looked around, "You see this, right?" Pointing to the condition of the floor of his apartment room which is still filled with broken flower vases. "The man did it."

Yudi narrowed his eyes slightly, staring around did look messy. "Why don't you scream? Or, asking for help?" tanyanya.

Lydia simply shook her head, hinting at her helplessness. "Where may anyone hear my cry, Jud. This room is soundproof. I had to serve him. He really wants to kill me, Jud." The corner of his eyes was already seen caving the river. The female body was also trembling violently implying fear.

"Look at this, Jud!" Pointing to Broto's grip on both sides of his face. "He hurt me rich in gini!" Lydia started sobbing.

Yudi was silent for a moment, staring at the face of the woman who did look very sad. Until finally Yudi stepped closer to him.

"Calm down, there's no need to be afraid. There I am here." Yudi pulled the woman's body and held her tightly.

Lydia smiled triumphantly in Yudi's arms. The woman further tightened her embrace, until Yudi felt claustrophobic because unknowingly something down there began to be uncomfortable.

Ah, crap! Damnit damnit! Yudi incubated in the heart, feeling if Lydia deliberately provoked her desire by continuing to swipe the body on the sensitive part.

"Lydia, stop!" Yudi immediately withdrew and tried to keep his distance from Lydia. It would not have been possible to do it in the Lydia state it is today.

Yudi's body suddenly brushed. The man's breathing also sounded up and down. Yudi unceasingly pulled Lydia, and led her to the bed. "really? You're gonna grant my wish?" tanya Yudi made sure of it.

Lydia nodded slowly. She was not ashamed to start it first. Lydia immediately immersed her ciu**** on the man's lips and immediately received a warm welcome from the owner.

Tonight, I don't know how many times they've repeated it. Again, and again until finally they were tired and collapsed with their positions hugging each other.

*

Two days after the incident in the apartment, Broto returned to visit Lydia as usual. Especially if not to complete his pending desires due to the wife who is too busy with her own world. The man stepped steadily, staring at the tightly shut apartment door. Taking the access card in the pocket of the suit then opens the automatic door.

The door opened, Broto stepped into the quiet room.

"Where's Lydia?" Broto whispered to himself. Usually, hours like this, Lydia is doing makeup or if if Lydia leaves, she will definitely contact him first to ask for additional shopping money. But, where is he this time?

"Ljn ...!" Broto's voice filled the entire room, but there was no welcome from the woman at all.

Tracing every room, Broto found no signs of life. Curious what happened Broto stepped into the woman's room and opened her wardrobe.

"Bad!" Broto growls annoyed to find Lydia's closet is empty, even only her clothes are left accidentally left in the apartment.

Broto looked around again, and accidentally his eyes caught a white piece of paper on the nightstand. Broto approached him and opened the sheet of paper. Instantly his hands clenched squeezing the sheet of paper until it was no longer shaped.

It turned out that it was written that Lydia deliberately left the apartment because she no longer needed it. Even Lydia no doubt left behind the magic card that Broto had given her.

I'LL RETURN YOUR CARD THAT'S FILLED IN THAT WAY. DON'T BOTHER ME ANYMORE! BECAUSE I'VE FOUND A MAN BETTER THAN YOU.

That was the last sentence Lydia wrote. Until Broto's anger really peaked. The man felt so demeaned. Once the woman is satisfied, she simply throws it away. What he couldn't do for Lydia.

[Yes, Sir?] answer someone from behind the phone.

[You seek the woman, and bring her before me!] broto's orders to his man.

[Good, Sir.]

Clik.

Connection interrupted. Broto squeezes the phone in his grasp. Inwardly he promised, if he would repay Lydia more than she did to him.

"Review you, Lydia! Go as far as possible because I will definitely find you!"