The Choice of Old Man

The Choice of Old Man
Precious Crown



"Eh? Why ...."


The screen on Ilona's phone lit up with vibrations and a series of Instagram notifications. He occasionally glanced to the side of the sink, while his hands were wriggling on dirty dishes. After all the dishes were washed clean, Ilona immediately checked the incoming notification.


SamuelAdtya__ following you.


SamuelAdtya__ like your photos.


Ilona swerved while covering her mouth. Yes, that's the notification he received. It wasn't just one photo that Samuel liked. However, five hundred posts. For a moment, Ilona thought excessively. He immediately deleted all his photos, then locked his Instagram account.


"What the hell?"


The girl frowned, as a mobile phone screen displaying Samuel's Twitter account followed her. Luckily Ilona only uploaded a few quotes on Twitter, it did not scare her too much. To his mind, Samuel kept some of his photos and abused them for personal gain.


"Relax Ilona, it could be Mr. Samuel just a prank."


Before long, the sound of knocking on the door sounded. Ilona put her phone on the table, then stepped towards the door. When I opened the door wide, empty, no one was there. Ilona just shrugged her shoulders. This must have been the son of his neighbor who often berhilililnya.


Ilona was about to close the door. However, a leg was blocking him. Slowly Ilona raised her head. A man with a mouth covered in a mask, stood firmly before him. Ilona was about to go inside, with lightning fast the man stuck a syringe on the girl's shoulder.


Ilona's eyesight swirled like a rollercoaster. The man closed the door and locked it. Then, Ilona's body was dragged up the stairs to the room on the second floor.


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The sound of an alarm clock sounding loudly filled the eardrum. Alexa's hands are outstretched, turning off the alarm on the nightstand next to the bed. Despite setting the alarm at six in the morning, she did not immediately wake up but closed her eyes, turning her back to her husband.


"Dear Alexa, wake up, it's morning." Keenan who had woken up first finally persuaded his wife to wake up.


Alexa did not respond. Only a soft snoring voice spoke. Keenan poked his lips, holding himself back from laughing. Because it was not effective, he smuggled his hands into the blanket. Her lentic fingers wove the smooth skin of Alexa's body without a thread.


"Yes, yes, I'm awake now." Alexa, who was feeling the pangs with her husband's touch, immediately rose before Keenan devoured her like last night.


Last night, Keenan and Alexa fulfilled their respective obligations like husband and wife. That night they will never forget for life. Although they had already done the first night, but they did it not because of will but the encouragement of stimulants.


Keenan again smuggled his hands, stroking his wife's stomach. "Gue wants us to have a child."


"Same. I think it would be exciting, deh, if you say ... This room is the same as the sound of baby crying." replied Alexa.


"Think about it, yeah, anyway. It's even funnier if our son wears a police uniform."


"Our kids are definitely cool."


Keenan advanced leaning face, wanting to drown his lips in the neck of Alexa rank. The ringing of the phone became a breaker of the romantic atmosphere of the husband and wife. Alexa grabbed her phone next to the pillow. Before lifting him up, he stared at the name of the caller on the screen.


"Hello, Na? Tumben lo call early in the morning gini?" Alexa leaned against Keenan's shoulder, while cleaning up the dirt in the corner of his eye. Alexa's index finger stopped on the nose of her nose, when she heard the sound of a bit of Ilona.


"Lex ... ."


Spontaneous Alexa rose with a panicked look on her face. "Na? Lo why? Nothing happened, did you?"


Hearing that, Ilona's voice grew more and more unwilling. "City .... I'm not holy anymore, Lex."


"Huh?" Alexa's forehead wrinkled. "Where's the story?"


Alexa went down the bed, took a bathrobe hanging from the doorknob of the closet. "Okay, can you wait for me a few minutes? I'm shampooing first, wait there."


Fifteen minutes later, Alexa sped up a step down the stairs. She left her husband still in the room.


Alexa opened both door leaves, Ilona seemed to sit curled up on the floor terrace. After hearing the door scream, Ilona immediately stepped into her best friend's arms. Because of his fear, the girl was reluctant to take a taxi and preferred to walk from home to Alexa's house.


Along the way, Ilona had to endure the pain at the base of her thigh, plus she pushed a large suitcase filled with her clothes. Ilona was too afraid to stay home alone, her father who served outside the city did not go home.


"Who does it the same? Answer me, who is it?" A flash of anger is implied in both Alexa eyeballs.


Ilona lowered her head while shaking her head. Her tears poured out, remembering that all over her body there were a lot of reddish stains. Currently Ilona was wearing a knit scarf to cover her neck.


"Gue don't know ... But all I remember, that guy fucked me."


As Ilona said, she really did not know who had raped her last night. He only remembers the appearance of the person. Waking up, Ilona found herself already in a state of being naked. How hysterical it is to see blood on the bed.


"There's no cctv at home?"


"Nothing, Lex. Maybe this can help the police find the culprit." Ilona laid down the suitcase and opened the zipper. On top of the pile of clothes was the clothes he was wearing last night, wrapped in plastic. Ilona deliberately did not wash it directly, this can be used as strong evidence to find out who the perpetrator of the abuse against her.


"Before you passed out, what were you doing?" ask Alexa to wonder.


"Gue again wash the dishes, abis it ...." Ilona massaged her temple, trying to remember before the man came home. "Sir Samuel."


Ilona tells the story of Samuel who followed her Instagram and Twitter accounts. Alexa suspects their teacher is actually stalking.


Stalking is the unwanted monitoring by an individual or group of people. Another term for stalking is stalking. According to the Cambridge Dictonary, stalking is an illegal crime committed by following or supervising a person for a period of time.


Source from google.


"What don't-don't ...." Alexa swiped her dirty clothes in front of him.


"Samuel's the one who confessed?" Ilona and Alexa spoke together. However, Ilona still could not believe it. He had only met Samuel three times at school since the semester began.


Alexa nodded in understanding. "We don't have any more proof than this, so you have to be patient. Once the perpetrator's fingerprints are found out, I'll help you catch him."


"Gue's afraid he's coming again, I can't I, lnginep at your house?"


"Enmm ... Or not, gini. I was at your house. The thing is, I have a husband now."


"Yes, it's okay. What matters is that I have a friend at home."


Ilona's phone in the suitcase lit up by herself. A second later, the screen seemed to move open the photo gallery application, WhatsApp, and other applications. Alexa immediately understood, then told Ilona to be silent and not make a sound.


"Hp lo is bugged. Don't make a sound, okay?" Alexa beckoned her best friend with mouth movements.


Before long, an unknown person sent Ilona a video on WhatsApp. Ilona unhesitatingly played the recording. Tears flooded his cheeks again, seeing the actions done by the perpetrator when the girl was unconscious.


Alexa turned off Ilona's phone. He did not want his best friend to keep crying over what had happened. This is heavy, Alexa has also experienced the same thing, the difference is that he did not lose his precious crown.


The girl also shed tears, hearing Ilona's sobbing. Goddamn bum.