Red Hooded Girl

Treason

The sun began to be friendly by eliminating the blistering and changing with warmth as warm as the heart of the current God. Yes, his heart was warm before the tragedy happened. Tragedy that would tear his heart apart in an instant.

The gods arrive at the mansion in the elite residential area. This is the residence of his Clara-lover. Clara is the beautiful daughter of someone who is very influential in this country. His father owned a property company and other businesses. Starting from hotels, restaurants and retail.

The god is courting her not because of Clara's social status, but because she does love him. Trust the heart of the God is sincerely full of love. They have been in love for five years, since the beginning of college first until now. The most lasting relationship among the previous romance stories.

The god glanced at the watch in his hand, showing it at 15:40. He honked his horn, and the security guard who knew him well opened the gate. Not to forget, the God greeted the security guard who moustached heavily. He returned to drive his motorcycle and parked it in front of the magnificent mansion of Clara. Looks Bi Ning, an ART who is also very familiar with watering ornamental plants that are neatly perched on the front page of the house.

"Bi, is Clara around?" his tananya when approaching Bi Ning. His right hand held the bouquet of flowers that had been purchased.

"Loh, not that Non Clara said she wanted to meet Den Dewa yah?" reply Bi Ning. He paused the activity of watering ornamental plants for serving the question of God.

"So Clara ga da at Bi's house?" ask again.

"Ga there's Den," Bi Ning replied as she glanced at her hand grasping the bouquet of flowers.

After getting an answer from Bi Ning, he tried to call Clara, intending to tell her about her arrival, but Clara's phone could not be reached, only answered by the phone operator.

"Yes already Bi, then I just go home," said Dewa after his attempt to contact Clara failed.

He turned his body, with shaky steps walking towards his motorbike.

"Den ..!” exclaimed Bi Ning as the Gods almost reached the motor.

“Iya, Bi Ning,” sahut Dewa turned body.

"For Non Clara ‘kan?" bi Ning asked while reviewing a blushing smile.

"Yes, Bi.”

"Why are the flowers brought back? Here atuh, love to Aunt, later Aunt give the same Non Clara.”

Had hesitated about Bi Ning's offer, but eventually God walked over and handed the bouquet of flowers he held to the lady.

"Nitip yah Bi, for Clara to say my love for him," said the Lord with a smile.

Bi Ning received the bouquet of flowers while smiling how. "Uh, romantic. Den Dewa is handsome, romantic again. Aunty wants to have a husband like Den Dewa," Bi Ning replied with a whimper and blinked her eyes many times.

A grin of fear instantly decorated the face of the God. Bi Ning is about 35 years old, but has never been married. Serem also ‘kan if he smiles so.

The god immediately turned around and walked quickly towards his motor. As fast as lightning he turned on the motor, then immediately stirred with the iron horse.

Twenty minutes to get home. God parked his bike in the garage. His gaze was fixed on the white Honda Jazz parked there.

The car belongs to her sister.

Tumben once an hour this time Bang Deka is already at home. The God murmured in the heart.

God has an elder brother, Radeka Bastian. Just like the gods, his brother was handsome. However, their nature is completely different.

Bang Deka, as soon as God called him was the type of metrosexual man who was always neat and stylish. Compared to the reverse with the sister who tends to urakan even though it still looks handsome. Deka is also a playboy, otherwise called a cassanova. The business other than work is about women.

Deka is now working in the company of Mr. Satya—papanya and is predicted to continue his papa company later. Therefore, Mr. Satya tends to love Deka more than Gods who are not interested in working in his company.

The god entered the house which was not locked. Inadvertently his gaze found a bag lying on top of the living room sofa. He looked at the bag, as if he knew the owner.

Is that Clara's bag? Did Clara come here and her bag was missing? Or is that Bang Deka's girlfriend's bag that just happens to be the same as Clara's?. Diverse questions about its owner.

Ah, never mind, why do I think that bag has who. His inner.

The god continued his steps towards his room which was on the second floor. Just facing the room of the brother. When he was about to climb the stairs, he passed Bi Siti. He is an ART worker who has worked with his family for a long time.

The God's forehead frowned upon hearing Bi Siti's greeting. There is a feeling of anxiety and excessive worry from the facial features of ART that has been considered as the second mother.

"What's the matter, Bi?" asked the God who was astonished by his behavior.

"Eh ... Eng-not papa kok Den," replied Bi Siti still with an anxious look on her face.

"Mama's home, Bi?"

Bi Siti silently did not answer like she had not heard the God question. It was more like someone was thinking so as not to hear the question of the Gods. Or he didn't listen.

“Bi ..!” The gods cried out again.

The look on Bi Siti's face increasingly seemed to be worried about something.

"Eh, i-yes, Den." Bi Siti squeezed her fingers out of nervousness.

"Mama's home?" The god asked gently so as not to make the woman in her forties become even more nervous.

"Not yet. Hmmm .. I'm sorry, Den," said Bi Siti, then stepped into the kitchen.

The god only shook his head looking at Bi Siti's reaction. When his feet had just stepped on two steps, he suddenly remembered about the lady's bag on the sofa. He turned the body intending to ask Bu Siti. However, then undo it because the ART has gone a long way and entered the kitchen.

The god continued his steps up the stairs to the room. Just as his hand touched the doorknob, he heard strange noises coming from his room facing his room.

"Emmmm... Ahhhhhhhhhhhh... Ssshh."

The sound really attracted his attention. Her steps swayed towards the door of Deka's room.

He refocused his hearing. He smiled faintly as his heart felt confident that it was the de-legitimate voice of a woman.

Definitely Bang Deka again watching a porn movie. Because it is impossible if his brother dares to make love in this house. Maybe Papa will hang him alive. How thought.

Like men in general, watching anu-anu movies has become commonplace. If there are men who do not or have never seen porn, it means they are in the male category in particular.

“Ah .. emmmh .. ssshh.”

About the look of Bang Deka if you again watch a porn movie like how? About what Bang Deka did while watching a porn movie? His heart was curious. So want to see the look of Bang Deka if again mupeng.

Okay, once in a while you can try Bang Deka. How about we just open the door.

The god pressed down slowly on the doorknob that seemed to be unlocked.

Czech ...

Oh, no.

The god was wide-eyed when he saw the scene that was happening on top of his brother's bed. Wrong thud. He is not good at guessing apparently. It turns out that Bang Deka is not watching a porn movie, but is engrossed in beating a woman.

Gleek...

The god swallowed his saliva at the sight that made him shiver too. Well, he decided to go back to the room. Will not interfere with the activities that his brother is doing.

However, just as he turned around, the look in his eyes caught the woman's clothes lying on the floor of the room. Damnit. He knew the clothes. Beautiful dress motif blue white box that he once bought with great difficulty for his birthday gift Clara—lover.

Instantly his body felt hot like it was being ignited by fire. He immediately approached the two humans who were struggling hotly on the contest. Two people whose desires are crazy are not aware of the presence of God.

The god shook his head in disbelief. Her chest is burning hot. His face flushed red with anger, as his gaze was fixed on the beautiful woman who was moaning nik-mat under the body of the brother.

"ASSHOOK... GODDAMN IT... DAMN DOG...!!!!"