Trapped in Love Duda

Trapped in Love Duda 9

I threw the phone on the bed. Just want to meet him I'm afraid. Did I bring a friend, huh? Maybe Mr. Anwar can keep an eye on me. All right, I'll see you in the afternoon.

I closed my eyes to rest preparing energy before meeting Erik.

By noon, I was preparing.

Tok.dok..

" Can I come in, baby..?"

My mother's voice came from outside.

" Go in ma..!" I scream from inside.

Krieet...

The door opened, the face of the mother who is still young poking out from behind the door, "The more beautiful the day is you dear..what the hell is the secret?" Ask mom wonder.

" Yes dong ma, Zahra is diligent in Cosmetics, ma" I answered proudly.

" Keep the benefits B erl is what zah?" Ask mom seriously.

" cosmetics that can make our faces glowing loh,ma. And hopefully after zahra's glowing face, Zahra's heart can also glow. So beautiful inside and out." Obviously me again.

Mama just beards, " Uh looks like mama's interested tomorrow you buy mama ya..!"

" Okay ma." I lifted my thumb into the air.

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I am now ready to meet Erik. After saying goodbye to my mother, Anwar and I left.

" Sir, can Zahra ask you a favor?"

" What would you please?"

" Zahra will go to the cafe, please watch over Zahra. If there's anything suspicious please help Zahra." My love to Anwar sir.

" Prepared non."

My heart is a little relieved. At least I'm safer than yesterday.

Not to forget I also brought a batik shirt for graduation later. However, I still hope our relationship can be repaired. I've been in love with her since first sight.

We've reached the cafe where we made an appointment with Erik. Mr. Anwar has disguised himself and entered first so that later Mr. Anwar knows where I am sitting.

Tring.message from Mr. Anwar is in.

I stepped in with the clothes I had prepared.

Erik waved at me. I rushed to Erik's seat.

Erik greeted me. He stretched his arms out as if he wanted to hug me. Don't let him touch me again.

" Hey mas." I was friendly as if I wanted to forget about yesterday.

" Hey baby. kangen." His style of speech is spoiled.

" I want to apologize for making you scared. I mean bring you a hotel not for anything just to meet clients." Obviously at length.

" Oh... Sorry, I misunderstood too. As far as I know that people want to go to the hotel, they want to sleep, so I ran away. Afraid, because there is no legitimate marriage bond" I quipped

" When did you graduate?"

" The day after tomorrow, you came! Here I bring you a shirt." I gave that shirt to Erik. But not yet in the hands of Erik, suddenly came two women in sexy clothes sitting between us.

" Oh, this is a woman who wants to be an actor in the household." Say women money in red tanktop clothes. While his friend was busy filming me and Erik.

My eyes bulged, it felt like my heart was going to stop beating. Pelakor said? Oh. lest the man in front of me be a married man?

" What gift would you like? Batik shirt? Would you like to apply to my husband?" Ask again cynically.

I stared at Erik, demanding an answer to all this. But one thing that disgusts me, the man I love just sits back and does nothing.

" So pretentious style, still small but want to go with people's husbands." Hinaanya again to me.

" Prepare for your video to go viral, actor!" He smiled cynically at me.

My disgust for Erik peaked at once. I don't know where I got up and hit him in the face.

Plaque..

" That's a gift for a lying man like you."

I'm abandoning them. It was as if I had no more power. It feels like my heart has been broken into pieces.

My first love was completely broken. My first love fell on the wrong person. Abstinence to me crying in front of a jerk. Mr. Anwar has opened the car door. I'll get in the car immediately. Then my tears spilled. I no longer have the shame to cry in front of Mr. Anwar.

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The ringing on my phone rings so many times. I groped my phone on the bed. My eyes still feel heavy because last night I stayed up because it was hard to sleep.

" So." My answer is origin without seeing the name sipenelpon.

" Hello Zah, check out the viral video! " Sounds my best friend's cry. It's like panic.

" Put, what's wrong? No need to panic." I rise from my sleep.

" Call calm down!" I try to calm my friend.

" Can you relax? Wake Zah! See the video I sent on HP. You went viral this morning." Angry words.

I turned off the phone. Soon I opened the video sent by the Princess.

My eyes were wide open to see my face in the video. The five-minute video is titled Actors with my husband.

Allahs... I have so much mirrored my fate. Who knows if the man is married. I opened the blue logo application, there the video has gone viral with various comments.

My heart aches reading the comments on the video. Everyone blames me, everyone thinks the hijab I'm wearing is a cover.

Oh my God, what if my parents find out about this video later. I'll be graduating soon. Want to put where my face will be?

Allah...what other trials do I have to face?

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" Zah, called papa." My mother's voice surprised me this afternoon.

Mama looked at me meaningfully.

I already know where this conversation is going.

I walk with heavy steps. My heart is beating hard. My body feels cold and trembling.

Mom and Dad were waiting in the family room.

Brakkk...

Papa threw his favorite cell phone against the wall almost to my face. Fortunately I was able to avoid it.

" l..!" My mother was surprised and approached me.

" Where's that sick?" Ask my mom again.

I cried sobbing.

" Defend not this self-knowing child ma..!" Papa shouted loudly.

" Make shame. It's chic!" Papa spits recklessly.

" Let's ask pa, let's be clearer." Mama's trying to mediate between me and papa.

" Tanya..ask your son!" Papa pointed at my face.

" Are you really an actor?"

This is the lowest point for me. I don't know anything about being sued to admit it

Is Zahra really an actor? let's comment below ya😊🙏