
“Oh noiseless God,” complained Kanaya once entered this place, he honestly never set foot even if only limited to the door.
“You okay?” ibra asked slightly because Kanaya's body was indeed so small when compared to her.
“Hm.”
It felt like he wanted to run from this place, but how shy he would be if he had to lick his own saliva. Wasn't on the road he sure as it was even really having the urge to try to forget for a moment the problem by choosing a place like this as a place of escape.
Kanaya doesn't want to look like a stupid woman who just came out of the car, she lives in the capital even since she was still in the womb, this kind of thing she should be ordinary, she thought.
“Mual, damn .. why the lights are exactly Lorenza.” room decoration
Kanaya cursed the place, she could not bear the pain. His eyes seemed to be twitching and his soul wanted to lie down for a moment. It seems that the answer that gave Ibra confidence was his mistake. If only he could think clearly earlier, maybe chicken noodles in front of a nice house, Kanaya thought regretting the situation.
“You look uncomfortable, sure you still want to be here, Kanaya?” Ibra looked at Kanaya doubtfully, she could explain if this woman caught a cold, she thought.
“Sure, relax! I'm used to places like this.”
Staring intently at Ibra who was looking at him fixedly, Kanaya with a strong mentality held up one glass of drink that should belong to Ibra. Awesome, thought Ibra for a moment staring in admiration at the woman in front of him.
“Alright, I believe you're not bragging.”
Enjoying the scenery in front of her, Ibra really enjoyed the role tonight. When the woman began to lose her sane character, her rapport made Ibra curious. Just a few minutes ago, Ibra now changed her beliefs and felt that she was wrong.
In fact, what he saw now was precisely Kanaya who was exactly a sick chicken. Not to mention the tears that suddenly flowed and Ibra wiped away with such gentleness. Damn, being a paid man was not as easy as imagined. Just think, the payment he received was only for dating and enjoying time together, and if this is the same as Ibra became an impromptu nanny for Kanaya.
“Heeeiiih, mu-na-fiiiiik!!” the raca covered Ibra's face with her spring fingers, since Ibra just trying to make this woman not crazy in this place.
“You don't love Khaira right, Mas?” Kanaya laughed then cried again, Ibra let out a rough sigh, it seems that this woman was heartbroken and was already unable to be saved.
“Most next month also you divorce him .. don't be so, his papa is very good to me.”
“Gibraaaan .. I Miss You, why didn't you just apply for me that time? Hm?”
His fingers now stuck to Ibra's lips, eager to bite in order to resuscitate the woman who was now half-crazy. Never once had he faced someone who vented grievances against him, and now Ibra understood why Haikal was so sorry if he was intoxicated.
“Ah yes I forgot, everything never took my side, right? Even papa left me without permission .. will you do the same?” Kanaya considers who Ibra really is, eyes look hopeful and his soul seems turbulent.
“Ck, suffer once like your life.” Ibra brushed aside Kanaya's fingers, if she noticed, Kanaya's grief was real, and Ibra's mind was instantly shattered.
“Hahahah indeed .. work, even badjingan all, life huft is tiring.”
“Wuueek.”
“Aeeeuh shhitt!” Ibra wagged his fingers, heart intent wiped tears but his hands were struck unlucky. Although the woman had made him panic, Ibra tried as much as possible so that Kanaya did not fall. Luckily it was just the back of his hand and not dirtying his clothes.
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“Aaaarrrrrggghhh Naya boddohnya!!!”
Kanaya stared at her reflection in the wide mirror, trying to cover up the reddish patches with her make-up skill. Lamenting the stupidity that was truly beyond his limits, what had he just done? Sleeping with the man he just met yesterday morning and even more stupid, Kanaya willing to spend money to be with the man.
“I paid why I got it?”
Wanna get angry? Of course, now what does he have to do? Report police? Which cop will believe if he's a victim of abuse. It is true that he who gave up even asked for it himself from Ibra.
Kanaya was really that upset, about to cry but it felt like it would be useless. For now all he could do was try to forget about the most embarrassing incident that made him feel better engulfed by the earth. Drunk and asked a man to accompany her, oh no Kanaya!! Lower than women of the night.
“Fuck, my body hurts all.”
To be honest he was tired, his head felt one-sided and he could not imagine how crazy they did it until Kanaya's body hurt all.
“I have to how?” Kanaya stared at the mirror, her face puffy and her lips look swollen, of course, due to a slightly crazy pagutan from Ibra last night.
“May be sure I canker sores,” he said after staring low at his ripe lips, really worthless. All this time he kept so good, it was destroyed as fast as it was just because his mind felt broken.
Kanaya again shuffled her hair that had been disheveled since. Abygail had contacted him but Kanaya did not have the courage to pick him up. Die him, what if Abygail burned him alive if she found out that his sister had deliberately destroyed herself.
“Do not contact me first gosh.” Kanaya grabbed her cell phone without power, let alone allow her brother to talk.
However, the ringing of the phone did not stop. Kanaya wondered since when Abygail could be as patient as that. Usually, the brother will stop if he is reluctant to be contacted.
“Ck, what do you want .. Hello!! I'll be home, Mom!! No need to search.” Emotions still control her mind, Kanaya seems to forget if she should be polite to her brother.
“So it's true you haven't come home yet.”
Wait, that's not Abygail or Adrian. Kanaya made sure who was contacting her. His eyes were perfectly rounded along with his gaping mouth. It is certain that this is the Ibra number, Kanaya was silent for a moment because she was confused about what to do.
“M-tiger what else? You want to ask for extra fees?” kanaya asked doubtfully, an innocent question that made Kanaya look even more stupid from Ibra's point of view.
“Tas and next to your shoes are still in my car, where are you now?” ibra asked nicely, that relaxed and as if he had done nothing wrong. Naturally, it was such a job, Kanaya thought.
“Ck, leave it ... later I take it myself.”
Kanaya had never thought of meeting that man in the least. He doesn't want to. Although he thought going out was like suicide, but going back to the hotel that witnessed the black stains in his life was not so difficult, he thought.
“Yakin? Shouldn't I just drop you off, Naya?”
“No need!! … you go.” His voice trembled, why he was just like a real victim of abuse, Ibra's voice still ringing in the head, haunting every roar of his breath. Kanaya disconnects the phone without warning.