When the One I Love Betrays

KYKB 11TH

Dave Hendrawan POV's

I finally found him, the woman who that night made me believe I was a normal man. I don't think there's a cure or an antidote to the disease I'm suffering from, a disease I don't want anyone to touch me but my mom and the guy who wears gloves.

I think touching someone else's open skin is disgusting and makes me angry and upset which is so incredibly.

All the doctors I have been to as well as psychiatrists, unfortunately no matter what treatment they do there is none that has been successful. And that night, a few days ago accidentally while attending my sister's wedding, Shafa Hendrawan.

A woman in a red dress who was honestly very open, knocked on the door of the hotel room where I was staying at the Emerald hotel, the moment I opened the door the woman whose face was already red with hunting breath fell unconscious in my arms.

I thought I was going to throw that woman like those women who pretended to faint or fall when they approached me. But it turns out no, even when my hands touch her open back, it feels warm and there is a feeling of calm unlike when touching another woman.

Flashback.

"I think I'm gonna throw her on the floor, who's this woman. Why don't I feel weird or disgusted when I touch her?" I asked while muttering.

I immediately grabbed the phone in my pocket intending to contact Joseph, my personal bodyguard.

"To. help me. It feels uncomfortable...!" she shrieked the woman with her eyes still closed and continued to hug me tightly.

Even she herself moved her chest with a gesture that I thought only women who wanted it would do. And strangely something below was suddenly so stiff and upright it wanted to rebel out.

I looked at the woman's face, she was beautiful. And since this was the first time this could happen to me, somehow the desire to continue what happened was so strong. I carried the woman into the room, without knowing her name and who she was for the first time I had that relationship. Not quite once, I even wonder why I do not feel uncomfortable touching and touched by this woman.

A few hours later, I woke up and looked to the side. The woman was still sleeping very fast, I didn't expect that I could do such a thing, because Jimmy my personal doctor had not found an antidote for the strangeness I had suffered since childhood.

I pulled out a white blanket to cover my already full body with red marks. It all just happened, but I promise I'll take responsibility for this woman. She hugged the blanket and turned her back to me, there was a large mole on the upper back of the right. I was quite surprised, it turned out that that was what had since made my hand continue to move towards him.

Around five o'clock in the morning, my room door came knocking. I immediately pulled the sleeping robe that was on the sofa and put it on.

I opened the door and it was Joseph.

"Sorry sir, it's time to get ready. Another hour is Miss Shafa's wedding!" abugn.

"Where are you from last night?" ask Joseph.

"Sorry sir, Mr. Randy called me and asked me to help him because he shouldn't get out of the casino!" answer Joseph.

"Make trouble again, he loses again?" my many.

And Joseph just nodded.

"Yes, sir, and when I return it's late at night. So I just waited here without waking up master!" obviously Joseph.

Today is my sister Shafa's wedding day, I look up at the woman who is still sleeping soundly.

"An hour won't make you disappear, will it?" I asked and got ready to attend Shafa's wedding.

I think it's only an hour and it'll pass quickly. It turns out that after the wedding ceremony there are so many other events that I have to be there too. About five hours and I was wondering if she was awake or not.

I returned to the room after the main event was over. And sure enough, when I returned to the woman's room was gone, I also wondered why I was so disappointed that she was no longer in my room. And when I found out to the receptionist, there was no room order on behalf of a woman near my room. I'm getting curious, I've even checked the CCtv camera footage. But strangely the dates of yesterday and today until nine o'clock the footage has been erased.

Until Joseph asked me who I was looking for.

"Sorry sir, who are you really looking for?" ask Joseph.

"Someone Jo, somebody!" I answered and left Joseph.

I came back two days later, hoping the woman would also find out what happened. But the result was the same, no woman asked anything and I also saw the CCtv hotel footage, no woman came to the hotel two days ago.

I thought maybe the woman didn't care much about what happened, so I decided not to look for her anymore. Maybe I've met women who are used to connecting with other men, because when it comes to him, I'm not the first for him.

Off Flashback.

But when I accompanied Chaterine one of my company's new product brand ambassadors looking for clothes I saw her again. The makeup she wears is simpler, but I'm sure it's her.

I didn't think he was an employee at a clothing store. To be more convincing, I asked her to change into a dress almost the same as the one she wore that night. And sure enough, the big mole mark of money on his left upper back makes me sure it's him.

"Sir, we're here!" joseph said to me and made my daydreams about the woman just vanish.

I got out of the car, but I said to Joseph.

"Jo, find out the name and address of the woman I bought the dress at the boutique earlier. I want the report tonight on my desk!" my orders were immediately answered with a nod of the head by Joseph.

"Okay sir!" he said he left the office by car.

I re-entered the company, a lot of people were saying hello, but as usual their distance should be more than a meter when greeting me, because otherwise I would immediately fire them.

Dave Hendrawan POV.

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