The Substitute Lover

THREE NINE

Abila can only sob , endure the pain of the soul and body that is now being completely destroyed by the young man ba**ngan who dearly is very handsome plenary.

Abila bit her lower lip while holding her stomach from the rough jolts given by Jovin.

"sickness please stop," the girl moaned, looking at me for forgiveness.

Jovin seemed to ignore, he did not care even though he saw blood spots, whether it was blood that clearly came out of you**ng enjoyment of the girl he was ga**hi.

As if blind and unconcerned Jovin continues to stomp his hips chasing his own pleasure regardless of the pain the girl is feeling.

Abila was too limp to fight back, she could only give up accepting the young man's blasphemy, grimacing withstanding endless pain. Only one is in the brain of the girl, she can only hope that the fetus in the womb can survive for her later.

Abila was so limp and tired of being helpless, that darkness began to approach her . The eyes dimmed and became unconscious. Jovin so stupid he did not care even though he had seen the girl unconscious, he continued his action, looking for satisfaction until the morning almost before.

The morning sun was so bright, with a dazzling light through the sidelines of the room's large glass mosquito net. Teasing the sweet girl who was still asleep closed her two beautiful eyes. Before long the two beautiful eyes blinked slowly, feeling glare because there was light entering into his sense of sight.

Abila silently looked at the ceiling of the room, trying to gather all her consciousness, remembering what was happening last night.

He hoped that everything that happened last night was just a nightmare, he tried to close his eyes and then open them again. Nah! he's still in the same place. The meaning of this is all real, the torture that Jovin did last night is true, Abila berahan revealed a thick blanket that covered half her body, and she was, instantly both his eyes felt hot to see the state of the body that is not dressed, with red marks and scratches adorning his white body. Why did it happen again?.

Abila turned her head to the side, and found the figure of the young man who had crushed her asleep peacefully.

Heartache increased when he saw the young man's face was so close to his face. He never thought how he could ever save the feeling of the young man, he was really sorry.

Abila cried in silence, smothering her mouth in fear of building a male lion beside her, she did not want the figure back to torment her.

"ngghhh," Jovin squirmed. Seeing that Abila immediately wiped her tears quickly, and closed her eyes pretending to sleep, she was really scared.

"honey... I'm sorry hm, I really love you, I don't want you to leave me again, please don't leave me alone," he said so pitifully, he said, gently rubbing the girl's cheek, which looks a little bruised from the slap she did last night.

"does this hurt so dear..hik...hik..please forgive me for daring to hurt you, I hate if you rebel dear," he sobbed, it's as if the person she's talking to is facing her, if you know Jovin really feels tormented. He cannot control his emotions and ego.

If possible Abila wanted to feel crying, and hugged the young man beside her if only the young man had never tortured her. But now he hates her. It felt like I wanted to go far away and never see the young man again for ever.

Jo.. You've been blinded by love, because of your crazy obsession, you're desperate to justify any means you can get me. You realize that in your own way, you will make me stay away from you even more. Abila muttered in the heart.

Jovin got up from his lying down, wiped his tears and filled the blanket on Abila's body. Heading to the bathroom, cleaning himself and getting ready to go back to his activities working in the office. The hell with later having to meet his sister.

After ready the young man approached the girl who looked still asleep, approached her and kissed the girl's forehead.

"sleep well, baby.I love you. I go first hm," said Jovin sounding so sincere, honestly Abila felt her heart warmed to hear the gentle words of the young man. But the hatred in his heart was too domineering, the young man was hard to guess his attitude was always fickle. Sometimes it is soft and suddenly turns rough again.

After the departure of Jovin. Abila opened her eyes again, her tears could no longer be contained. Abila was crying, roaring alone.

"hik...Jovin....! why are you being like this. The way you love me is wrong, you shouldn't be like this.I hurt Jovin..", Abila hit her chest that felt so heavy just to breathe.

Jovin goes down the stairs connected to his room to the main room, and calls the middle-aged maid of his trust, whom he often calls Aunt Yul. Jovin already considered the woman as a second mother to her.

"Bie....Aunt Yul.." call her.

"yes Young master..there is something Aunt can do for you?", the woman asked, a maternal smile on her lips.