The Throne of Desire of the Candidate Duda

Chapter 2

"Take me off!" strangled a girl to two burly men who were holding her arms. He looked at the father who was standing at the door. "Dad, help me!"

As the girl's cries broke, the father did not even move from where he was standing. Yes, which father would sell his own son, but the story would be different if he was a stepfather. "Follow them, your mother is gone. At least you should be useful and not trouble me anymore."

The girl's body weakened instantly. He had never felt the affection of a father since birth what else to expect from the figure of a gambler man, a drunkard who had the title of father-to-be connected but never loved Aliya.

"Hurry and get him in the car, somebody ordered him tonight!" exclaimed a man with a head of plontos from inside the car.

The girl panicked more and more she tried to escape but her frail body was helpless despite all the efforts she had tried. "Dad! Please, please, congratulations." He thrashed but the father did not flinch and turned around and closed the door tightly.

...**...

Alvino stepped into a nightclub in central Jakarta. The women of the night began to call and cling to him, but he did not flinch and continued to step in to look for Abian's whereabouts.

"The casino!" abian shouted while raising one hand. He is currently sitting in a bar stool accompanied by a glass of cocktail made by the bartender at the bar.

Alvino took his foot to memorize Abian. The club is not an ordinary night club, it is a special place for upper circles who have thick wallets. Like conglomerate officials and children.

So do not be surprised if the arrival of Alvino is currently the center of attention of everyone in that place. Alvino Wilson is the only son of Alfaro Wilson, the owner of a business empire that has been recognized by the world as one of the largest construction companies named WB group.

Alvino sat in one of the bar chairs right next to Abian. He ordered a drink before his best friend even offered. Yes, alcohol is not his best friend, but this time he needs the unclean drink.

Abian turned his head and noticed the way the friend drank that was not as usual. "Vin, shouldn't you let go of Shela. I know you married just because of the relationship between the Wilson family and Alexander, but if it goes on like this, not only are you the one who is tormented but he is too.

Alvino placed the small glass on the table after finishing its contents, in his eyes Abian who was currently waiting for a response from him. "I got her pregnant and Naya was born, it was proof that I learned to accept her, but she never tried to accept me."

Pour the drink again and spent in one gulp. "I gave up on getting her heart, but for a divorce. Naya needs us. He is sick and must not know the fact that his parents' relationship has been fractured for a long time."

"Gosh, Vin. This weight is heavy, I don't know what else to say .. The matter of the virgin girl you asked for, tonight she will be at your service." Abian patted his best friend's shoulder a few times. "I know you asked for a virgin girl because on your first night, Shela was no longer holy, right?"

"Fucking ****! Don't talk about him anymore, I'm really sick of it. Tonight I'm gonna have fun, let go of everything I've been holding up all this time." He sipped his remaining drink in the bottle until there was not a drop left.

...**...

"Madam, this is the girl I told you her name was Aliya yesterday" the plontos-headed man told a middle-aged woman in a flashy dress.

"Please let me go, ma'am. I promise to pay off my father's debts as soon as possible, I promise." Aliya cried as she pleased at the end of her despair, although it was impossible but she still hoped to escape this suffering.

Madam did not touch Aliya's words. He smiled with satisfaction when he got the item that was in accordance with the money he spent. "Well, according to what you said. She's beautiful, smooth, white and slim. Bring her in, she must get ready for someone who has paid dearly to feel her virginity."

Madam gripped Aliya's chin with one hand. In his eyes the girl sharply. "Remember this well, if you make a mess up to me to lose, you'll end up dead and your corpse will be thrown into the abyss, understand!"

Aliya could no longer make a sound, her entire body trembling violently from the whack of fear. Destroyed is his future, even though this year is he will soon graduate at one of the private universities in Jakarta.

~

Two hours passed....

In a special room that can be called a make up room. Aliya is already very beautiful with a sexy dress suit and well-groomed hair. An older woman was busy making her look even more perfect.

"From today you have to get used to it, I was also sold like you. But now I enjoy it. You just need to attach your body, lie on the bed, remove the spoiled de*sahan that makes the bosses satisfied then your task is done."

Aliya, who had been stunned, raised her head to look at the woman standing before her. "Are I going every day to continue like this, serving the striped-nose man?"

"Of course, life is cruel, say. If you don't have money, use your body to make money. Realistically, we need money for everything."

Aliya went back into silence, bowed down and let out a long sigh. Why my life became like this. Do I have to resign and accept the reality, but I am not a woman of the night and do not want to be a part of them, inner Aliya.

"Take this," said the woman, handing Aliya a small bottle.

"What's this?" asked Aliya who was holding the bottle.

"If you do not want to be destroyed you should routinely consume it. Take care of yourself, do not get pregnant with crocodile children," said the woman then went to leave Aliya alone.

...**...

"Sir, the girl is ready" whispered one man to Abian.

"All right, we'll be there soon." Abian stepped over to Alvino who was still sitting in the bar stool. "Vin, the girl is ready, she's now in the next hotel, here's the key to her room." He handed a square object like a credit card to his best friend.

Alvino put down the small glass and moved from his seat. Without saying anything, he grabbed the card from Abian's hand and then stepped away from the nightclub that was getting boisterous with the sound of remix music from the wife dist jokey.

With slow steps he continues down the road to the destiny that awaits him. I do not know what will happen after this, but certainly this time he will obey his heart without thinking about what meets his logic.

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