Trapped in Love Lecturer Idiot

Foreign Girl 3

Ara was already in the taxi, about to go home. Along the way, Ara does not stop to remember the embarrassing events of herself and Morgan.

Ara was very confused by her own feelings. He could not say anything, only thinking about it with a feeling of goiter.

‘What the hell is he? I don't like him. But why fitting I stretched him both the same woman, my heart kok kayak cracked gini,’ inner Ara who imagined about the incident in the hotel lobby earlier.

He suddenly became upset, because he continued to imagine things that he should not think about.

Waste of energy, he thought.

“In front turn which, Non?” ask the taxi driver.

Ara was forced to take a taxi, because her brother must still be asleep.

If it wasn't for Morgan, he wouldn't have gotten into this kind of trouble. Plus the honor that Morgan again captured.

It's fallen, hit the stairs.

I felt like I was dirty.

Do women like me still deserve genuine love from men? Her thought.

“Non?” the taxi driver screamed, making Ara aware of his daydream.

“Oh, yes sir. In front take right, not long until now, sir,” said Ara.

“Good, Non.”

The taxi drove very slowly, to the point that Ara felt sleepy again. Ara should be able to endure her drowsiness, because soon, she will arrive at her house.

The car stopped and Ara arrived at her house, paid the taxi fare, and immediately entered the house.

Ara stopped at the door of the house, to retrieve the spare key she had brought earlier. Ara knew, at any time, there would definitely be events that made her late to get home. Ara secretly asks auntie for the key, every time she wants to leave.

“Ckrekk ..”

As it turned out, the door of her house had not been locked, leaving Ara shocked to death.

Why didn't you lock it? Did you forget? Or maybe, there is a thief who infiltrated this house? Her thought.

“Hah?”

Ara immediately checked on her brother's situation. What happened to him until he forgot to lock the door?

Ara walked slowly, very slowly, to go to her sister's room.

Looking a little, it turns out that the door of his room was not locked and slightly opened.

Ara looked inwards a bit.

“Ahh ..”.

The sound of a woman's scream from inside Arash's room made Ara startled and immediately curious what her brother was doing.

His sigh grew louder, making Ara even more curious. He set up his camera to document the incident.

At the very least, there is a weapon to refute brother, at any time brother curbs me back, thought Ara.

“Sketan, dong.”

Ara's curiosity grew even more passionate, making her want to see even more, and moved forward towards Arash's room.

The faint look of the girl who is enjoying the beauty of love with her brother.

Ara frowned. From the shape of her posture, it seemed like Ara recognized this girl.

But, who?

Their game seems to be getting hotter, making Ara get carried away.

‘Sial,’ Inner Ara who is trying to hold her back.

“Brakk ...”

Ara accidentally nudged something that was beside her. Ara instantly closed her mouth. The foreigner sister and girl, turned to him at once.

A faint look of someone who looks very familiar to Ara.

“Jessline?”

Ara was at a loss for words this time.

“Brakk ...”

Ara accidentally dropped her phone, but she immediately took it back.

“Ra,” strangles Arash, who seems shocked by the presence of Ara.

Arash and Jessline immediately covered their bodies with a blanket. Unexpectedly, her brother is playing in love with the sister of the person that Ara hates the most, and also, the ex-boyfriend, Bisma.

I don't know why the world is so narrow.

Ara didn't care her brother made love to whoever it was, as long as it wasn't with her.

“Eh, Ra. You just got home at this hour? Where have you been?” ask brother in a relaxed tone, like nothing happened.

Ara has always seen Arash make love, with any woman. But, he was very shocked when he found out his brother made love to Jessline.

Why does the world feel so narrow?

Ara with sister from Jessline, and Jessline with her brother.

“The name is Monica, not Jessline, Ra,” Arash said again.

Ara stared inside the girl, who seemed to be feeling frightened, so chose to hide herself behind Arash.

‘Ah, really that Jessline,’ Inner Ara make sure back with what she has seen.

Ara suddenly realized, why did she even think about something that was not important?

“Udah ah. I want to sleep,” said Ara origin, then leave them there.

“It's not clear that person,” shrewd Arash.

He immediately changed his attitude, when he turned to look at the girl he thought was named Monica.

“Until where was it, babe?” asked Arash with a deathly smile, who again started the action.

On the other hand, Ara was still inexhaustible with Jessline.

He could have changed his name to Monica. Though clearly, her name was Jessline, Ara thought.

Is that one of the tricks to trick Arash?

Ara went to her room. He put all his belongings on the bed, then began to take off the shirt he was wearing.

Ara stepped towards the bathroom. Water soaked the head, and flowed to the tip of his feet.

Ara calmed her chaotic mind. Unexpectedly, this world that was so big, looked so narrow at the moment.

Ara curled up in fear in the bathtub, while occasionally rubbing her shoulders across.

Ara had lost her honor again. How else would he have to get on with his life?

Ara no longer had anything. Does he deserve to be loved?

Bisma .. true or not Morgan's remark earlier, he could not expect Ara anymore. Ara had already lost all faith in Bhishma. He no longer wanted to deal with Bhishma.

At first, Ara thought that Bhishma could take it well, even though Ara had been honest and told the truth, that she no longer had any honor. Unexpectedly, Bhishma even took advantage of this opportunity to be able to insult him again.

After all, Morgan saved Ara. In the end, he also took the honor of Ara again, for the second time.

Ara squeezed her hair hard, unable to accept all of this.

That's the sign, isn't it? Just different ways and people who do it? Why am I this stupid? Think Ara.

“Argh.”

“Should not be gini, deh,” wilihnya while wiping his face affected by splashes of water.

Ara's tears mixed with the water that poured from the shower, until she could not distinguish any more, the tears and the water that poured out.

Ara was trying to catch her irregular breathing. It is hard to breathe in this obscure life.

It feels so cramped.

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