The Primadona

Chapter 37 Confuses

I went out and ran straight in.******* was seen by me Adie's car was in the court. Not long ago, my best friend came in because the door I left open just like that.

My fingers began to open one by one the buttons of my clothes and throw them on the bed while grunting and knocking down. Over and over again my fingers grabbed my own hair, it felt like an inside dream came in many lengths.

Adie is now sitting at the end of the bed with one hand patting this shoulder, because I am already on my stomach. Smothering this face in the pillow, it felt like my face was dim.

"Replace ...." Adie rubbed my back.

I didn't respond until a few minutes, we were clamoring silently without a word. Adie got up walking, then sat on the sofa. I followed him from behind, we're sitting opposite now.

I looked at Adie's face with two elbows on the table and both palms supporting the face. My face shriveled for a moment then this fingers brushed my disheveled hair.

Meanwhile, Adie looked like she was preparing an answer to this question earlier. A moment later he lit a cigarette, having previously picked up a stick for me and put out the fire.

We again dissolved in a clamor, only cigarette smoke billowing filled the room with AC. One or two or three cigarettes we spent before starting the conversation.

"Please tell me, Die!" I said as I got up and folded both hands in front of my chest.

"Much I've hidden from you, Bum." Adie said in a flat voice while turning off the cigarette butts on the glass ashtray.

This forehead shriveled, hearing the words from him. What is he hiding from me? I sat back to my original position, we looked at each other.

'Please tell me, don't make this curiosity explode." My eyes are rounded.

Adie started telling me about Bianca while living in Jakarta. Ah, apparently Adie knows a lot. 'Where have I been?' batinku.

Bianca has moved to Jakarta after marrying Bima. And at that time I really didn't care how he was. My personal business was enough to keep myself busy, after all, the memory of Bianca was already buried in this heart niche.

Adie continued the story, I increasingly mute feels this tongue. Bima Bianca's ex-husband is now a pimp***, but she's recruiting women. He is now successful, including Mozza into a row of merchandise

Adie shows a site that displays the exotic body of Mozza along with a row of other women. Mozza posing sexy and almost bu gil. With a smile Pasundan adorned his face on the bed with a challenging pose.

Does not feel this hand keeps Adie's phone away. It feels unable to linger seeing a row of photos of women who once filled this heart. It was hard to feel when Bianca was there with a polite pose and a sweet smile but I knew it was bitter.

Who struck this heart, Mitri looks beautiful with a Muslim dress also just updated. 'Ah, Mitri is in danger' My mind is getting stuck in mind.

"Please help me, Die!" my door while grabbing Adie's fingers.

"How, Bum?"

"I want Mitri out of Bima!"

"Come on, Die."

"Saran, forget Mitri. He can make you wretch!" Adie let out a rough breath.

"I don't care, Die. I know Mitri's a good girl. C'mon Die!" I don't know if this mind is maneuvering far.

"Think again, Bum!" Adie looked at.

"Already, Die!" I replied firmly by returning his gaze.

Some time Adie still mute. Then he began to tell me, about Bima now, he has become a big boss and everywhere escorted bodyguard. Earlier he even passed when Mitri revolted to enter Bima's car, Adie defended the girl to be released but, instead, Adie received a threat from Bima's bodyguard.

That was why just now during the commotion at the hotel not a single security officer had come. Ah, apparently Mitri's presence last night was in the diamond. I hissed, thankfully they didn't find us during intercourse. Though according to my knowledge the hotel is very keeping the comfort of visitors. In fact it has not been counted by me how many times I played the body of the customer there.

Even the room where I vented my passion with Mitri last night was no stranger to me. Well, the room that Clarissa Santoso booked. Again he could not leave completely from this head cavity. His shadow frequently flashed, disturbing the calm.

Adie said back, Mitri is a good girl. That said Adie, I can know without explanation. Apparently Mitri was stuck in a contract marriage. Bima married Mitri on a contract basis, but when the contract was over Bima was reluctant to release him.

Mitri remained tight-lipped on his stance, he no longer wanted to continue the contract agreement. Prolonged intimidation continued to afflict him. I took a deep breath and exhaled violently. Want to smash the glass table, to relieve a little tightness of this chest.

While pulling my hair, I cursed repeatedly. I don't know anything came out of these lips since. "Everybody's a liar!" I screamed loudly, until my voice echoed. How not, Mozza, Bianca, Clarissa Santoso and the last Dimitri Vangelis who since the beginning has brought this half of heart.

Goddamnit! He was the same, lying to himself. Why and why did he do that? This question stuck my head back. I was emotional and cursed again to make Adie calm down again.

With a heavy step, the fingers grabbed a bottle of alcoholic drink, then downed it. Almost the toilet, I put the glass with the fingers vibrating as Adie said. "Bum, maybe this is a rebuke from God. We have taken a bath of sin, look at me! Although it's a treasure, but the nights are like being wracked with fear." There was an impossible Adie speech, it seemed like he was a demon. Just this time I heard his tongue mention the name of the owner of the universe.

I bowed, for a moment this faith returned to the body. For a long time I have never once worshipped the owner of the body. Even today the month of Ramadan never once did I carry out the order of the owner of the universe.

Let alone worship to bow your head beg forgiveness, not at all. I still fight with day and night. It seems like God is restoring this faith. I don't feel like these eyes are glazed. "Yes, God ...." The vibrating tongue called his name back to mention even though the smell of alcohol is striking, apparently this tongue can still recite the phrase istighfar.

"Yes, God, my Lord. Please show me the way to your heaven, I want to repent and build a home as the faithful do."

Scattering these jaws, the words spoken from my mouth are sincere from this niche of the heart. I want to draw Dimitri's hand from the valley of nista. That bond is strong in my heart, that we may both seek out Ridha the owner of the universe.

Adie had cupped her face with both hands since. I hugged her tightly and gave her encouraging words. It did not cross my mind, my friend still had faith.

When he looked up, Adie's eyes were swollen.