The Inappropriate Taste

Chapter 38 - Suffering

"Aaaaaaaa saki! Release!!!" Yulia thrashed as two burly men were engrossed in alternating rides. They did so with extreme harshness and with physical violence.

Half an hour after that, the two thugs came out. They had been waiting for Roby right in front of the door.

"Lo's good stuff, next time we book." One of the men handed Roby an envelope containing millions of dollars. Roby smiled happily accepting it. He immediately kissed the amlope and left the place without seeing the condition of Julie first. He went to see one of the women and asked her to make love.

Julie tried to get out of bed. He looked at the big mirror in the room. Look at his body with a lot of bruises. His lips were also bleeding from the loud slaps of the two men earlier. He picked up his clothes and put them back on.

He stepped out of the room with slow steps and still trembling feet.

"When I will be free from this suffering. Just two months ago I lost my son, now I have to become Mas Roby's gold mine by selling my body. What is so much karma that I have to accept because of my greed?" Yulia continued to speak for herself while shedding tears.

"Every time I try to escape, Mas Roby always finds me. Even the police can keep their mouths shut because of the money he gave. Why do I have to go through all this?" Yulia stopped at a bench at a location that was club' night. He ordered a glass of wine and drank it.

"You know, bartender. My own husband sold me. He doesn't want to work and just relies on my body. If counted, I've served dozens of different men. Even today, I've served six men." Yulia looked at a bartender who was a man. The man had always been where Yulia spilled her grievances.

Not without reason, the bartender was a talker. He could not speak and just listen. Yulia was happy to share her story with him because she did not need to hear a patient answer, just a sincere smile from a mute man named Diki.

"You remember, I once said that I took my husband from his legal wife. Now I'm sorry for taking someone as bad as him. Now, my husband's ex-wife is happy to be a great mistress with the right man. Even my fate is like this. I've lost my treasure, son, and now I'm losing my pride." Julia put down the wine that was only a little left.

"Give me again!" her door.

"God! Who you are is to rule my life. Why do I care about my health. I did it so I could die!" Yulia held onto the collar of Diki's shirt and pushed him roughly.

Diki could only smile while shaking her head.

"Remain you're here! Come home! There are no more guests. You have to sleep fast tonight because tomorrow there's a guest of a big company boss." Roby pulled Yulia's hand violently. Yulia, who was half drunk, staggered.

Arriving at home, Roby immediately escorted Yulia into her room. Put him in bed.

"I'm sorry!" Yulia shouted while pointing at the ceiling of the room.

"Repent? Why are you sorry? You alone love to die with me." Roby glanced at him cynically.

"Not that, I don't regret marrying you. But I'm sorry why I didn't kill you all the time, yeah. People like you deserve to die and be buried in the ground. Ah no, maybe the earth refuses even the wickedest of you to be buried." Julia was still lying on the bed but her hands were no longer pointing at the ceiling.

"If only my client didn't want your flawless body, I would've sewn your lips. I broke your leg!"

"Clearly can't dong. Later you have no money and become a jerk!"

"Shut up! Basic pel*cur!" Roby left the room and went to her room. Since selling Yulia, he has never wanted to sleep let alone make love to Yulia. He said he was disgusted, afraid of contracting a dangerous disease.