SEEDS WITHOUT LOVE

SEEDS WITHOUT LOVE
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After last night, Sela had no intention of getting out of her room. She contemplated her fate if something happened last night between her and the man, which became her biggest fear was that she would become pregnant. Not even Sela knew who the man was, all she knew was his apartment.


Because of thinking about many things, until noon before he forgot to just put food or drink into his mouth. Not only did he forget to eat, even the food for him to eat was nonexistent.


The sound of a motorcycle stopping in front of his boarding house, someone knocked on the door. Sela was reluctant to just open it, but because the person did not want to stop knocking on the door, Sela finally got up from her seat to the door. There was an online motorcycle driver standing there.


"Sorry, interrupt his rest. I just want to deliver this" Sang Ojol showed a paper bag in his hand, an image that is an icon of a famous restaurant printed clearly there


"But I didn't order anything sir, maybe you got the wrong address" Sela refused to accept because she didn't order anything


"Mr's name, Sela? Right no?" The Ojol makes sure


"True, my name is Sela. I didn't order anything sir" Sela insisted on not accepting it


"This is not an order mbak, but there is someone who ordered it to mbak, even I was also given a lot of tip money as long as it can be accepted. If you do not want to accept it, the money will not be given. Not sorry for me, I've come all the way here hoping to get more money for my family, but I refused it, Yes, I'm sorry" The Ojol spoke with a slight plea


"I don't mean it like that sir, but I did not order it, yes already..I accept it and say to the order thank you from me" Sela was forced to accept the paper bag, it was, he felt sorry for that, too


"Thank you, but as proof that you have accepted it I have to take a picture of you smiling happily" Ojol said another condition again


"Alright, please take a picture of me immediately, because at this time I am very tired" With forced Sela showed the row of white teeth and showed a paper bag to immediately take pictures.


"Thank you mbak" Ojol rushes away after getting a photo of Sela, she looks very happy.


Sela was still reluctant to open the paper bag that was now on the table in her room. He was still daydreaming and trying to remember the incident last night, until he was shocked by the sound of his cellphone.


"Hello, who is this" Sela greeted the caller in a cynical voice


"Hello, baby.. good afternoon.don't forget to eat yes...." The masculine voice of a little familiar man in Sela's ears


Sela thought the person who called her was Marcel, but why her voice was different.


"Actually this is who the hell, if still do not answer will I matiin telephonenya" Sela emotion because not get the answer as she wants.


"Beautiful is an emotion.... Even though last night you were very sweet you know, eat quickly, do not get sick again, fear that the developing in your stomach so disturbed, Happy enjoying..." Sela has not yet answered but the phone connection has been turned off unilaterally


Sela was noisily horrified to remember the words of the man who called just now. Without him noticing his hands began to rub his flat stomach while thinking, "is it true that something is growing in here?"


"No, there can't be anything growing in here, last night nothing happened. But what if it really happened?" Various kinds of questions alternately located in his brain and make his stomach feel more wrapped around


Sela immediately grabbed the paper bag that she had ignored since, because it was also impossible for her to miss the food that came from a fancy restaurant at a fantastic price every portion. Sela knew the price of food there because she used to eat there before it was like this.


Without thinking anymore, Sela immediately spent every meal in the paper bag, in addition to heavy food, there is also her favorite snack. Sela's eyes sparkled at the sight of all her favorite foods in front of her, as it had been a few days since she had only eaten fast food or even leftovers from the events where she worked.


Sela's mobile phone rang again several times, initially Sela was still reluctant to answer it, clearly stated the number displayed on the phone screen is not. another and not is the same number as the number that some time ago called it.


Without intending to make a sound, Sela shifted the green-colored symbol and began to stick it on her ear


"Where is the food, how good isn't it?" Without further ado the person across there asked


"It's definitely all gone, because what I ordered is all your favorites"


"If you don't want to talk it's okay, I'll send you another dinner Sela Anastasia say*ng....." The man across the street again disconnected his phone unilaterally


"Based on gil*, who is he? Where does he know my full name" Sela monologues


"Gue won't take any more food from you, won't and will never again accept it" Sela still spoke to herself in an annoyed tone


Sela does not know exactly who is the man who changed her life overnight. However, he had time to admire the face of the man who looks so handsome when viewed from a close distance, his skin is clean white with a neat haircut and also fragrant of course. Can not be denied by Sela if the man must be a dream of many women out there.


"Foolish with a jerk like her" Sela did not want to be swept away by the persuasion of the man who sent her food


Sela chose to surf on her social media that has been a few days rarely she used because of her busy work part-time at the company event.


There were some messages from Marcel that he didn't care about. There were several messages from Tania, but none from her parents.


"Even if they don't look for me at all, well I will prove that here I can live and will be successful even beyond their company. From now on I promise I will never contact and will never find out about them" Sela blurted the air as much as possible to forget all about her parents. He will never open his social media and will also change his number to cut off communication with anyone who has ever known him.