The Unconsidered Fetus

Losing a Valuable Thing

After drinking the water that Desi gave me I couldn't feel anything anymore, my head felt so heavy and so dizzy, my body felt weak and hot in a few moments I had completely lost consciousness in me by then and I no longer knew what was happening to me.

On the other side of Desi who saw Ros had begun to unconscious, he immediately gave the code to the man there to tell him where he should take Ros where his boss had stayed that night, the man immediately told Desi his address because he still wanted to play at the club that night with other women.

Because he thought his boss would be very satisfied because he gave a very extraordinary gift to him tonight, while Desi immediately took Ros away from the bar, heading to the hotel right next to the ber, he searched for the room with the number 202 that the bald man had said before.

And when he found it he no longer needed to use the access card to go inside because he found the door of the room was opened a little so that Desi could easily enter there.

"Eh...the boss is this careless, leaving the door open? Fucking old man, he must be too drunk to knowingly let the door not close like this." Desi grumbled as he immediately brought Ros into the room.

He saw a black suit on the sofa in the room and heard the sound of water in the bathroom lit up so Desi thought the old man he was referring to was in the bathroom at the time, so he immediately put Ros to bed.

And when he was about to leave he thought Ros's position was quite ugly, so that Desi turned back again he opened Ros's clothes wider and he deliberately changed Ros's sleeping position with a sexier position at that time.

"Well, if this is how I'm sure the old man will be more tasteful with me Ros, I hope you can die all under the fat man with the distended stomach all at once." Desi cusses Ros with hatred.

He got out of there and closed the door tightly, as soon as possible Desi returned to his house and he told reporters to catch Ros the next morning, he had already asked the bald bodyguard he met at the bar to contact his own boss so that he could go shut down or do anything to hide his identity, he deliberately only wanted to expose Ros's face in public, because he wanted to destroy his career.

"We'll see, you or I will be the real stars, I'm sorry Ros I never really loved you, I am only using you that many people like so that I can also have many people watching me, when I am beside you.

"But now you have to end it all, only I can be the center of everyone's attention." Said Desi with a cynical smile back then.

While on the other hand apparently Desi even put Ros in the wrong room because the room he just entered was room number 2002 not 202. Where there was only one VIP hotel room with such a large number, and it was a room belonging to Mr. Jenson.

The moment a cold-hearted young master who had never gotten any rumors out there came out of the bathroom just by wearing a thud that he was circling around his waist back then.

Mr. Jenson was very surprised when he saw a woman in a strange position lying on her bed at the time, plus her very open clothes and Ros's groaning voice were very tempting to him, whereas all this time he had never been interested in any woman because he always felt women would be a burden and weakness in his life, so the figure of Mr. Jenson never looked at any woman.

But this time he was instead presented with a woman who suddenly appeared in his room with a position like this, of course he was very angry and immediately approached Ros who was still moaning half-conscious at that time.

He felt his body getting heated up and it was hard for him to control.

"Hot....aaaahhh..Why does my body feel so hot, is it home? Desi..please help me Desi..." Ros was thinking she was at home at the time.

"Who are you? Why did you get into my room? Are you an intruder or a woman my mother sent me again? Get up or I'll kick you out of here!" Jerk Mr. Jenson while standing beside his bed and he didn't even dare to touch Ros back then.

Seeing Ros's reddened face and continuing to squirm like that, Ros could not stand it the more he really felt the desire was getting bigger in him, but he did not know where it came from, until Mr. Jenson began to feel strange and suspicious of Ros's behavior at that time.

He began to examine Ros's head and was about to hold his forehead slowly.

"Hey...are you sick? Let's answer!" Snapped Mr. Jenson again at that moment.

But there is no clear answer from Ros because he has also lost consciousness in many times, even though Ros has tried hard to realize himself.

"Well-do not he?..aahh serious, but will mother be this cunning to trap me with a woman? Just because she wants a baby from me? Or maybe he's a trap from my enemy? Yes this must be a trap from my enemy, I must be careful with this woman." Said Mr. Jenson thinking about that moment.

Ros was like a thirsty person and he could not hold it back anymore so he asked Mr. Jenson for help to have that relationship with him, because he realized that there was something strange about his body at the time, and he could not bear the pain on this erratic of his.

"Please..help me...help me...do me..do it with me..I beg you, I still want to live." Said Ros while holding onto the chest of Mr. Jenson's field back then.

Mr. Jenson is a normal man, plus the woman in front of him right now is so beautiful he can't resist his desire anymore, so he begins to agree to what Ros asks.

"Don't blame me if you're sorry when you wake up, because you asked me to ask for it first, assuming I saved your life, not taking it from you," said Mr. Jenson whispering to Ros at the time.

Ros could only nod his head and that night became the most painful night and could never forget.

He lost the pride and sanctity he had been guarding for 23 years all along, even when he woke up he had no idea who exactly the man he had done that with last night, Ros also could not remember his face at all, because he was under the influence of drugs while doing so.

He left a letter and a business card on the bedside table so that Ros could find out that the one with him that night was a man named Jenson, he simply left a mobile phone number and a name in a business card that was plain and more like a blank piece of paper back then.

While reading it, Ros could only cry over everything that happened to him and he could only shed tears, because everything had been destroyed, the most precious thing he had was now gone and he could never have it back.

She continued to cry sobbing nonstop, until the loud and bustling noise outside the room started to make her curious so Ros went to check on her at the time, but when he opened the door suddenly there were many journalists around and immediately shone cameras on his face, he began to feel depressed even to the point of being pushed back and he could not do anything with the state of his clothes that were no longer intact at that time, due to being torn by no one.

While Desi immediately appeared and pretended to help Ros right then and there.

"Ros...are you okay? Come wake up Ros I'll protect you." Desi said to me at the time.

I really felt really embarrassed and it was fortunate that Desi arrived on time she immediately covered my body with the jacket she was wearing and immediately took me away from there through the myriad hordes of reporters around it almost filled the hotel.

While on the way Desi just got word from the bald man who had worked with him and he scolded Desi because his boss fired him for not being able to give his ration last night.

Desi was shocked and furrowed both eyebrows firmly while staring at Ros who was beside her in a very alarming state at that moment.

"If it wasn't that old jackass guy who was with him tonight, so who was sleeping with him exactly? Aahhh.bodo very, most importantly my plan still works, I have to avoid this chatty bald man, just as he asks for compensation to me," inner Desi while immediately blocking the man's contact and she even threw her phone out the car window carelessly.

So that it made me feel astonished with him and immediately asked him in surprise.

"Sir Desi why did you throw your phone?" I asked him.

"Oo.ohh.it, that, I just hate to see so many messages accusing you of a no-no last night and I was lazy to respond to questions from so many reporters so I threw them away so you could calm down." Desi told me.

At first I was very suspicious of Desi because I still clearly remember the first person I met was Desi but I couldn't just accuse her without proof, I also feel bad about accusing him so easily without a clear basis, I don't want to make him hurt because of that.

Because I still trusted him very much at that time, because he was my brother, who took care of me and gave me since childhood until it was as big as it is today.

"No...all of this could not be related to Desi, if it were, a brother like him couldn't possibly be this much to me right?" My mind continues to deny it.