Victim Feeling

I Congratulations

Airish POV

The next day I was immediately excited. I can't wait to tell you about Aya calling me right away. I woke up early and rushed to take a shower to be able to hurry to the Princess' house for a story.

Arriving at the Princess' house, I immediately took the most comfortable position in her room and began to tell stories.

"He again has the same problem" said the Princess.

"Hm, it could be. But you calm down, I won't wait"

I swear, I'm no longer interested in Cahya. I'm still per*wan, I'm beautiful, I can get more than him. Single men have a lot to get. Why do you have to serve men???

After returning from the Princess' house, I returned to the apartment. I cook because I haven't cooked in a long time. Though I always buy good kitchen utensils at t*ktok shop. Mubazir if I don't use it.

The menu I made is quite simple, I only make omelet and as an additional complement there is a decoction of cassava leaves and then eat with bottled sambal as the chocolate. After my stomach was full, I washed clothes that had been piled up for days. Turn my laundry n*tflix-an in the room. To the point that I ended up forgetting my laundry. It's okay, it's common.

I do not have enough savings to use the services of a Household Assistant (ART), because the honor of making scripts sometimes like to ngadat. It is unclear when it will come down. Exactly the rain cake.

A week after that, I had an appointment to meet the director of my acquaintance. He is a fairly well-established man, aged 45 years, and already married. He invited me to meet at a hotel restaurant to talk about a movie project and have lunch together.

I didn't ask much, I just said it because usually if the director does meet it means he is interested in inviting me to work together. I need money, and have a lot of free time so no need to think long I was immediately willing to shout out his offer.

I was dressed as casually as usual. Take a leisurely walk to the hotel lobby. To be honest, I was amazed to see the interior of the hotel. Naturally, if so, because this hotel is famous for luxury and expensive. I've never stayed at this hotel, that's why I don't know where the restaurant is.

I asked the receptionist, he then led my way into an elevator. He took me to the 7th floor. Once there, there was no one. What I saw in front of the elevator was an outdoor swimming pool facility directly opposite the gym.

On the left side of the elevator, I could see a row of hotel room doors and on the right side of the elevator where the emergency stairs were located. I was one step out of the elevator, and my feelings suddenly went out of my way. While the mbak-mbak who delivered me earlier had gone down to the lobby.

I pushed the elevator button again to get off. I heard one of the doors of the room open.

Ctek

"Airish!" Call the guy.

I failed to get down to the lobby.

"Yes, Mas. Emmm, we're making arrangements at the restaurant but why the sudden..." I pretended to be relaxed even though I was nervous.

The man I called Mas Erik shut the door of his room and walked over to me.

"You don't misunderstand me, yeah. It just so happened that there was filming here again for my movie project. They also gathered in that room. Let's join all of us discuss our cooperation plan" he said kindly.

Huh, I'm relieved. I thought I was gonna do something.

I followed Erik. He opened the door to the hotel room and allowed me to enter first. I saw some people in the room, some I knew but some didn't. I greeted them and shook hands. A split second later I came back. Because in that room I was the only girl.

Deg

"Mas, I'm not comfortable here. I want us to talk somewhere else" I whispered to Mas Erik.

Erik suddenly grabbed my hand. He pulled my wrist until I fell on the bed. He tried to paralyze me by ind*h my body. I panicked and immediately tried to resist the attack.

"Tolooong!!!" My yelling.

"Dimas please help me" asked a crew member who just kept watching Erik's actions to take off my shirt buttons.

My tears are clearly spilled. But that doesn't mean my strength is weakening. I who already know life in Jakarta is hard, then I have long prepared myself to face the bad situation like this.

I continued to fight even though my body was locked by Erik. The 45-year-old man who regularly exercises it is quite overwhelming me. The struggle was instead recorded by them, including Dimas. They were relaxed even while smoking a smile to see me who was in trouble separated from Erik's confinement.

Watch out for you Dimas, once I get away from Erik one day I'll find you.

I kicked hard Erik v*tal tool. Then I hit his nose many times and when he was off guard, I dropped his body from the bed. I got up and picked up a sleeping lamp that I would use to threaten Dimas and the others if I wanted to prevent me from leaving here. They gasped at my rapid movements as if beyond their expectations. Seeing my red eyes go out while ready to smash the lamp into their heads, they were terrified and finally gave me a way out.

I pulled out the access card so I could use the elevator. Fuck*n with them, I don't care. What matters is that I can get out of here.

Once I got inside the elevator and thankfully the elevator was empty, I corrected my chaotic appearance. There's a blood patch on the lip as a result of ci*man forcing Erik on me. I blotted out the trail of blood violently as I made the vow I made to those who did evil to me.

Ting

Uh! Apparently not, the elevator was stopping because someone was going down as well. I turned my face away from the man who had just entered it. From the reflection of the elevator glass wall, I could see the man squeezing the B floor or Basement.

I'm really scared. I was afraid that the man was also one of Erik's men who was trying to catch me. Or, I'm afraid that the man sees my glassy look. At times like this, I don't want to interact with anyone. I don't want to be asked questions by anyone.

"Excuse me, how rich we have met" said the man.

I finally suppressed my emotions. Slowly I looked towards him. Yes, I admit we did meet even though I also forgot exactly when.

"Ah, yes" I said with a forced smile.

We shake hands.

"Gue Viktor, who are you?" Ask.

"Gue Airish" I replied.

"Oh, do you stay here too?"

"No, i..gue..."

My eyes, my eyes suddenly runny. I can't control myself right now.

"Rish, sorry. I don't mean to make you sad"

Viktor held out his handkerchief to me.

Ting

Elevator at the lobby. Door's open.

"I'm going first, huh!? See you" I said, then stepped out without touching his handkerchief.

"Rish, are you sure you don't papa?" He shouted before the elevator door closed.

I just brandished the ok👌 sign without turning to look at it. Who is he, only the person I have met twice.

I ordered a taxi by the road. I had absolutely no intention of staring at that tall building towering behind me anymore. My heart still feels so tight. Every man who passed in front of me hurriedly put my face aside.

I checked again, the cab I ordered was still a long time ago. I just kept standing waiting for him.

Until a black Pajero stopped in front of me. I was unconscious again and almost about to open the door. My concentration is messed up, I'm having a hard time focusing. I knocked on my stupid head. The taxi I ordered was an Av*nza car complete with the license plate. I checked in the app. Fortunately, I did not just get into the car that is still loyal to be in front of me.

The car's glass is open. I lowered my face because again I did not want to interact with anyone.

"Rish!" Call her.

Hearing my name called, I immediately looked at the person who called me. Ah, he again he again.

"Rish, where are you going? Maybe we're one way" Viktor said with a smile. I know this guy's good, it's just that I don't want to talk to anyone.

I'm looking for reasons not to be in the car with him. I saw the car facing south.

"Gue wants to go back to Ahmad Yani Street" I said by mentioning the direction opposite to the direction of his car.

"Yuk! I'm going that way too"

Heleh, why can it be the same siiiih.

"Go ahead, get some nicotine later" subtly reject me.

"Come on Rish, hot loh here. Let me anter it"

Duh, this Viktor is hard to resist.

I finally want to accept his offer. And don't forget I canceled my online taxi order which turned out to be almost there.

I'm sorry, driver.