Trapped in Love Handsome Widow

CHAPTER 1 THE LIFE STORY

"Fuck !" Hit Keira on the fat man.

"Hey, I paid you! So serve me!" Forced the middle-aged man who threw Keira's body on the bed.

"I'm not a whore! I'm just a hired girlfriend. There is no excessive physical contact between us." Reject Keira with a half-dead rage.

"But I paid you off!" Jerk the man while slapping hard into Keira's face.

"But you forgot our agreement. If there is excessive physical contact let alone this kind of violence, you can be prosecuted for sexual harassment allegations!" snarled Keira with all his might. Because now his body has been overlaid by the striped-nose man. Keira with all her might kicked the man's vitals. He made the man fall out of bed. Keira confirmed her almost sagging dress. He tidied his hair back up, put his shoes back on and threw a fifty million check at the man.

"I never want to sell my body, even if I get paid a lot. Old bastard is disgusting!'' yell at Keira harshly. Keira hurriedly left the hotel room. Keira's breath was so breathless, her makeup was so messy.

"Damn it! This time I got this kind of humiliation. Crazy bedmate only fifty million. Oughal vows are great. Let's sell my virginity." Keira then presses the elevator button to get down to the ground floor. At the same time, a handsome man in a neat suit who had just finished a meeting with his VIP client also entered the elevator. The man glanced towards Keira's appearance which was so messy that night. The lipstick was smudged, the clothes were messy, even the tip of Keira's lips was bleeding from the stricken nose man's hard slap.

"Surely she's a woman of the night. Too bad, still young but the work is dirty." The man in the elevator muttered inwardly with a cynical look. Meanwhile, Keira hid her face by turning her away from the man named Kevin. The elevator rang and opened to the ground floor. Kevin walked with his elegance and got into his luxury car. While at the end of the road, Johan and Laras were already waiting for Keira. Keira with a sullen and shabby face got into the car.

"Kei, elo why?" laras asked frantically while holding Keira's face.

"Elo know what a colleague is. I want to be raped. It's true at the hotel, same client. After they left, I thought it would be a good thing. Eh old man thinks it strikes me, push me and crush me. Here, I'm in a slap. I kept kicking the seeds, "raged Keira while rubbing the tip of her lips with a tissue. Johan and Laras are downcast, feeling guilty for Keira.

"Sorry yes, Kei. We forced elo. I don't think I'm gonna believe this." Sesal Laras hugged Keira.

"Yes, Kei. Sorry for me too."

"And the check, I'm backin' to the same guy. Yes, this is the last time I've worked that way. Good thing I can fight, try otherwise, ruin my future."

"Keep this out what do you want to do, Kei?" ask Laras.

"I don't know what job to do. What matters is not to be weird. Clients are getting crazy too. Not to mention if you know, you could have a heart attack."

"Yes, Kei. We think tomorrow yes. Mending now you change your clothes."

"Where to bring. I should have suspected this sexy dress kemben. Thankfully I brought a jacket. At least when I get home, I'm not suspicious." Keira then combed her hair back and tied it up to make it more tidy.

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The clock has shown at eleven o'clock in the evening. Keira slipped into her room. So that his father would not wake up. But Keira was so surprised when she saw Kenny, already sitting on his bedroom bed by folding both hands. Kenny's face looked sinister and stared intently at Keira.

"Where are you?" ketus Kenny's.

"Have gone with Johan and Laras." Answer Keira. Kenny is Keira's older brother. Kenny lifted Keira's chin and saw the tip of Keira's lips bleed.

"Why are your lips?" ask Kenny cynically.

"It's okay. You go there!" said Keira while pushing her sister slowly.

"Whether you wear that knee-length sexy shirt? open jacket!" pinta Kenny by force.

"Well, the work is not real anymore and until something happens? johan is the same Laras. Starting tomorrow, no more work. Let me work." Firmly Kenny as he passed from Keira's room. Keira then slammed her body on the bed. He snorted and was completely disgusted with himself.

Kevin had just arrived at his house. He's so tired. He walked home and entered the 7-year-old's room. Kevin's little son is called Marvel. Marvel looked curled up while hugging a picture frame. Kevin's chest felt tight when taking the picture frame from his son's arms. The face of his late wife, Kania. Kania died when Marvel was three years old. Kania was sentenced to end-stage uterine cancer. In the depths of his heart, he was so sad if he really could not take the time for his son. Losing Kania was like losing half of Kevin's life. He loved Kania very much. For him it is difficult to forget Kania let alone look for a wife like Kania. For Kevin, Kania is perfect. Kania was the one who accompanied him to pioneer his career to success like this. But fate says otherwise, Kania must go for good. Kevin's tears trickled down as he looked at Kania's photo, unable to hide his sadness at remembering his late wife. Four years on, he is still not looking for a wife and mother figure for Marvel. Not yet but as if not looking for a wife again. Because to him, Kania is everything. No one can be like Kania. Kevin kissed his son on the forehead and put the photo back on the drawer table.

In the morning, Keira was having breakfast with her brother and father.

"Dad wants to trade again."

"Trade especially, Dad? trading also does not return capital, because in debtain the same mothers." Ketus Kenny's.

"Dad don't have to trade anymore, let alone dad so people don't have the heart. The one in the lie is only. Dad was gardening behind the house. Not bad, we do not need to buy vegetables live methik." Timpal Keira's.

"Kei, right yeah. Let's just be Kenny's responsibility."

"All right then. Kei, that's your lips why?" ask Dad.

"Mmmm, that. Keira fell down. Banging on the floor of his lips." Reply Keira with a stutter.

"Next time you be careful, Kei."

"Yes, Dad."

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This morning, Kevin was really troubled to take care of Marvel. Because Mbak Rima is allowed to go on holiday because his son is sick.

"Marvel, please, let's put the uniform on!"

"I don't want to go to school. Point!"

"Then what do you want? you should go to school, Marvel." Refer to Kevin who tries to be patient.

"No! I'm going to come with Papa to the office. Papa's time is up for the office. Papa thought, Marvel's not lonely anything at home."

"Okay, okay. Come on, Papa." Hearing his father's words, Marvel was overjoyed. His eyes sparkled and his lips began to smile.

"Seriously, Pa?"

"Yes. Now let's get changed."

"Yeay, Marvel's coming with Papa to the office." Marvel cried with joy. Kevin let out a long sigh and looked at the happiness his son felt. Only attention and affection are needed by Marvel. Marvel's mischief is a form of protest because of the lack of time for Marvel.

**Connected....

Hello everyone, do not get bored with the love about this widower huh. This is actually the author's story in the app next door. The author eventually moved and changed and moved here. I hope you like yes, this story is clearly different from the previous one. Thank you for reading & reading '___________________**