NOT VIRGIN BLOOD

Photo Mesra

As planned, that night Saga is escorted by Damar to their new apartment. He was immediately greeted by two beautiful women as soon as he opened the apartment door.

Without further ado the two clung to it like caterpillars. One hugged Saga from the side, and the other propped his head back while stroking the smooth surface of the man's chest.

"Oh God! The bird news out there is true. Mr. Saga is indeed very handsome and masculine."

We are lucky to be able to accompany Mr. Saga for one week" replied another friend.

Saga was silent with no expression. Damar smile. He stepped back after making sure to go inside.

"I beg you to resign, sir. Have fun."

Damar. The door was shut tightly after Damar resigned.

"Keep you from my side!" Saga pushed the two women until they both fell to the floor. They were very surprised to find out Saga was a very rude man.

"Why Sir? Are we less beautiful?" One of the women asked me not to understand. The two held each other to rise from that painful position.

"Your job is to accompany me. But that doesn't mean you can touch me. Stay here without interrupting my activities. I'll call you if needed. If something like that happens again, I'll make sure you won't be able to breathe air again. Understood?"

"Pa ..understand, Master!". Both answered compactly. The faces of the two women were filled with terrified tears. They do not understand the contents of Saga's mind, but both try to obey and no longer ask much questions.

So this is what is meant by a big payment on life bets, the inner one of the women. At the time, they could not sleep well. They used to flirt, but Mr. Saga threatened too seriously. In a split second her loss as a night woman who conquers men disappeared instantly. Mr. Saga is not like other men who used to sleep with them.

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Meanwhile, at home Namira starts to panic as Saga does not return home for three days. Namira had tried to calm down and hold back, but this time she could no longer.

Without asking too many questions, Namira immediately followed Saga to the office. He's sure it's daytime like this Saga must be there. 

"Mr Saga is on leave for one week, Miss. If you don't believe me please check the room." Damar opened the door of Saga's study room wide. Unfortunately Namira's main hope yielded nil results. Until now Namira does not know where Saga is. One of the maids at Saga's parents' house also said that Saga never came there.

Then where is that guy?

Namira's heart is filled with pain when she sees Saga not in her seat. The room was neat without the figure of the man he loved.

"If you still don't trust me, you can ask other employees. They also did not see Mr. Saga for three days" Damar said in a cold voice.

Surely what Saga explained earlier made the man hate Namira. Damar does not want to linger with plain women who use masks to cover depraved characters.

"Do you still have any other needs, Miss? Otherwise I want to continue working," said Damar ketus.

Namira. Even the secretary of Saga who used to respect him so much can now put on such a cold face. Namira just wants to die. This situation was too painful for him.

No matter how hard the woman cares. Trying to wake up if Saga doesn't care. His guilt towards Saga did not fade in the least. Even Namira was sure the woman's life would not be worth the wound she inflicted on the heart of the saga.

"If there wasn't you, maybe mom killed herself, son. You are mother's reason for surviving" Namira murmured. Tears came back for the umpteenth time. He returned home empty-handed. 

Namira feels Saga deserves to be happy even if not with her.

***

Not really, time goes by so fast. This was the seventh day that Saga had not been home for that long.

Namira was also hopeless, she tried to prepare food every day, but Saga never came let alone decorate the food table in her new home.

The woman really lived alone with the food that was cooked every day. It does not feel Namira's savings money is very thin. During this time Namira always used private money because Saga never gave him money.

"How about this, my money is ten thousand?" Namira panicked at the contents of her own wallet. He wanted to ask his father for help, but it was impossible. Namira does not want her father to know about her bad relationship with Saga.

Ting .. Tong ….

Suddenly bell rang. Namira immediately came out to see who was coming. He thought it was Saga, it turned out that the person who came was just a packer. Namira brought the package in after signing.

"What package is this?" Namira's hands deftly opened the big package. There was a speck of hope in Namira's heart that the contents of the package were food.

"Oh my God!" The woman was very surprised when she saw that the contents of the package were dirty clothes Saga for one week. He could barely speak. His eyes were then fixed on an oblong box and opened it as soon as possible.

"God, God? Especially this?" 

Namira's body fell on the floor. He tried to convince himself that Saga's friendly photos with the women were edits. However, the smell of female perfume is very concentrated from the dirty clothes of Saga.

 "Why are you doing this, Mas Saga? Even if you don't want to be with me, we can get divorced immediately" said Namira. This torture was too painful for him. He did not know how to deal with the pain that rained down on him every day.

The sound of Namira's cries roared. Photos of Saga sleeping naked with women make her consciousness slowly carried away by the wind.

Namira then took her phone. He dialed the Saga number. Fortunately, shortly thereafter Namira's call was raised.

"Hallo, who's this, huh?" The answer is women. Namira immediately clenched her two hands of emotion.

"Who are you? It's my wife" replied Namira annoyed.

"Oh his wife?" The woman's voice sounded mocking. "You don't have to worry. Mr. Saga is fine because there are us beautiful women who always look after him. Bye."

Tut .. Tut.

The call was turned off unilaterally. Namira became even more helpless after talking directly to the woman. Feeling upset, angry, disappointed in yourself, all of it mixed into one lava dough that is ready to melt the heart of the heart.

It seems like Mas Saga is having fun with that comforting woman, Inner Namira. 

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