Replacement Liver Driver

Chapters 13. Premier Film Incident

Pradha stared at her reflection in the bathroom mirror. Sweat that had flooded the body because of the hot activity with Rama, now changed with a splash of cold water. His feelings were mixed that night.

"What should I do?" The Pradha gamang.

The woman had already soiled her marital status with the forbidden relationship. Now he and Rama went too far. Pradha reneged on the principle she had been guarding. He finally had intercourse with Rama, but had not yet tied the marriage to the man.

"Basic stupid! Traitor! Love slave!" Pradha continued to curse herself, having made a fatal mistake that night.

On the bed, Rama who still looks limp leaned against the bed. The shadow of his first game with Pradha, makes the man haunted by guilt to his sister. She had preceded Abi who in fact was Pradha's rightful husband.

"It turns out you really haven't done it with anyone, Dha?" mummified Rama.

Rama's gaze turned on the bedsheet with the virginity bloodstains of Pradha's. Shortly after, he stared at the door of the bathroom that was still closed. Pradha's been there in almost an hour.

"What is he doing? Why haven't you come out yet?"

Rama immediately got out of bed, and stepped towards the bathroom. At first Rama was reluctant to knock on the door, but now worry filled his heart. He's afraid Pradha is doing something dangerous. The man knocked on the bathroom door to make sure Pradha was doing well.

"Dha, you're still a long time?" rama asked while continuing to knock on the door.

"Dha! Pradha!" rama shouted again because he did not get an answer from Pradha.

Rama was ready to break down the door. A second later, the door opened. Pradha came out with swollen and red eyes. Rama immediately approached him and asked the condition of his lover.

"Dha, what's wrong with you?" rama asked in panic.

"I'm not pa-pa, can you take me home now?"

"Okay, I'll take a shower for a second."

When he finished preparing, Rama immediately drove Pradha home. There was no meaningful conversation between them. Along the way, the two were busy struggling with their respective minds.

"Dha, are you sorry you gave up your crown for me?"

Pradha. To be honest he had no regrets, but in his heart was a sense of guilt. Pradha feels guilty for Abi who should have earned the right to this relationship.

"No, Brother. I'm not sorry. It's just ...." Pradha stared at the sister-in-law briefly, then lowered her head.

"I feel guilty about Abi." Pradha squeezes her own fingers.

"Dha, look at me." Rama links his fingers between Pradha's fingers.

"Hurry and get divorced, and marry me. If this continues, we will continue to hurt each other. We'll always be haunted by guilt."

"It's not that easy, brother. I have a deal with Abi. What's more, I'm trying to get my career back here. What people say if ...."

"So, all because of career? Our love is no more important than that?" Disappointment now creeps in Rama's heart.

He did not expect his career still beat his second love relationship. Rama smiled wryly, then released his finger link from Pradha.

"We live first as it is, until that time comes, Brother. Not for long, one year is a very short time."

"As far as you are."

***

Time is rolling so fast. Pradha had forgotten about the incident two months ago with Rama, because of his new hustle. He tried to do his new job professionally.

That day was the premiere of a movie starring Pradha. Tickets sold out in almost every cinema throughout Denpasar City and other major cities in Indonesia. Pradha smiled with satisfaction after the premiere was over.

"We're eating, yuk!" take Gita.

"Sorry, Brother. Can I go home first? It was so tired" Pradha complained.

Pradha has no power to refuse. He finally complied with the director's wishes. They all head to an elite karaoke spot in the Kuta Beach area.

Unexpectedly, Pradha was forced to drink by Tirta and several other actresses. At first Pradha only drank a sip of two sips. However, eventually he could not control himself.

Pradha had already finished two bottles of the curse drink. He started to feel unusually dizzy and nauseous. His stomach is like being stirred. Finally, Tirta escorted him to the toilet to remove all of his entrails.

"Not yet, Dha?" tirta asked half-calling.

Pradha did not reply, but she started to come out of the toilet and walk while holding the wall as a pedestal. Tirta shook her head and then poured water on Pradha.

"Drink first, nih!"

Pradha immediately grabbed the bottle, and gulped it down to the toilet. Tirta was confused what to do. He also could not drive Pradha home, not knowing where the woman lived.

As a result, Tirta took him to a hotel close to the karaoke place. After arriving at the hotel, the man immediately threw Pradha's slender body onto the bed.

The wild look of Tirta seemed to strip Pradha. The man smiled meaningfully, then reached into the phone from his pocket. Tirta opened the upper Prada dress slightly, and also revealed the lower part.

Not until there, Tirta also arranged Pradha's body position to look so challenging. After getting what he wanted, Tirta started taking pictures of Pradha.

"I've been waiting for this for a long time! I'd love to taste your beautiful body, honey!" Tirta stared at Pradha's photo full of passion.

Shortly after, Pradha began to squirm. He felt the heat all over his body. The woman started writhing like a hot worm. Tirta approached him, and gently touched the surface of Pradha's skin.

Pradha continued to fumble, and let out a pampered sigh along with the touch given by Tirta. In fact, the man began to dare to lower Pradha's zipper and fingered Pradha's sensitive area.

However, shortly thereafter a door was slammed violently. Rama kicked him with anger. Having an unusual sight before him made the man's blood boil.

"Basic, Fuck!" aspir Rama.

Rama immediately pulled the collar of Tirta's shirt, and slammed the man's body onto the floor. Tirta fell down, and tried to get up. However, Rama immediately occupied the feet of Tirta and showered him with raw bogem.

"Taste this, you bastard! You fucking man!".

Once satisfied hit Tirta, and the man fell weakly on the floor. Rama immediately took Pradha and brought her home.

The atmosphere of the house is so quiet. Rama repeatedly shouted Abi's name, but there was no answer. Finally inevitably, Rama takes care of Pradha who is drunk heavily.

"You're this, it's fierce but the hobby is making people panic!" rama glared at the cynical Pradha.

"Well if I don't come sooner? What do you want to be?" Now Rama pressed Pradha's forehead using the tip of his index finger.

Shortly thereafter, Pradha's voice began to be heard which continued to rumble indistinctly. His body continued to squirm unwilling to remain silent. Until finally, Pradha pulled Rama's body.

"Sister, please help me!" Pradha cupped her palms together while staring at the dark lover.

"What do you ask for, Dha?"

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Carnations

Author: Hilmiath_

Carnations are the most powerful flowers that can last for two weeks after being placed in a flower vase, even this flower will open its petals more and more when it is in a vase of flowers. That's how the main character is in this story. About her the strong girl who tried to look okay in the middle of her natural wounds. Without who knows if the girl has a Psychological Self Injury disorder. After being destroyed by her broken home family, the girl was also destroyed by the person she loved. It doesn't work out in love, but she has a best friend who is always there for her.

"I am this main character, the main character who is only a figure for him that I assume will accompany me in every way my story,"