You're Not the First

out of control

Basofi drove his car without knowing the direction, only driving with his eyes. As long as Sofiyah was silent, just looking at the side glass while playing her drinking straw.

That made him angry. How could Sofiyah be so different when she was with him whereas when she was with Mikail she could smile and laugh happily.

Basofi who had dark eyes just wanted to finish his severed passion earlier on the little girl who always made her blood burn with emotion. The little girl who was always dressed covered as if she did not realize that the land crocodile beside her was wanting to prey on her.

Basofi who usually calls the name Sofiyah at the peak of his enjoyment is now no longer thinking clearly. He likened Sofiyah to the girls who used to conspire with her while committing those heinous and heinous sins.

Seeing Sofiyah fold her lips while drinking with her suction further made her curious about the taste of lips that were polished pink color.

His wild thoughts that he usually suppressed now could no longer be kept. The other side of Basofi said that Aya was just a girl who was no different from the girls who became his partner. He just pretended and took cover behind his covered clothes.

In a rather quiet place, Basofi pulled over his car. He immediately removed his seatbelt and approached Sofiyah in a quick motion he grabbed her nape and kissed her lips forcefully.

Sofiya was shocked by Basofi. He smacked Basofi's shoulder like an equilibrium. Kissed her very loudly despite not getting a reply from the girl.

Basofi seemed to lose control, he did not care and continued the action to enjoy Sofiyah's lips. While the girl who increasingly hardened her punch on the shoulder and chest of the man.

"Eff.....". Sofiya tried to remove her lips from Basofi but could not.

plaque plaque plaque plaque !!!!

Suddenly Babas felt his pants wet not because of achieving pleasure but it felt cold like ice and that reflex made Basofi let go of his kiss.

"Shitt's...". His pants were wet because the ice Sofiyah was holding spilled right in her part. Basofi immediately picked up the tissue and intended to clean his pants but

"Byurrs...". Basofi got an ice flush right on his face from Sofiyah who was now red in anger. Basofi closed his eyes in anger at Sofiyah who rejected him outright. He knew the girl was trying to get out of the car but couldn't because Basofi locked her out of place.

"Open the door!!!!". He banged on the door crying but Basofi just stared at him because he was still angry.

'I should be the one who is upset and angry but why the other way around, why are you the one who feels tormented and persecuted?' Inner Basofi who is in pain.

"Open the door or I'll yell!!!!!". Sofiyah's voice grew louder.

"Shytt!!! Basofi was forced to open the door.

As soon as the car opened, Sofiyah threw a plastic cup that had been filled right in front of Basofi and he immediately went out and ran.

Basofi rushed out and ran while pressing the remote to lock his car. He chased after Sofiyah who was running hard to grab the human crowd while rubbing her lips many times as if there was dirt stuck on her lips and had to be cleaned.

Basofi saw that and his heart ached, how could Sofiyah look down on him.

"Sorry excuse me..". Basofi must pass through other pedestrians who also have their own interests.

"Yes wait!!!". Basofi shouted because Sofiyah was now crossing the road without looking left-right when cars and other vehicles were milling about.

"Tin tin can......"

"Ciiittt....."

Basofi tried to chase after him while marking with his hand so that the vehicles stopped for a moment to make the riders angry and scream. They honked while cursing because the traffic became chaotic because of the actions of the two humans.

"You think this street belongs to your grandmother?!!" One of the motorists pulled out his head and cursed at Basofi who was already on the edge of the sidewalk.

Basofi was actually able to catch up to him easily because of Sofiyah's short footsteps when compared to him. It's just that many people have to pass through and they just look at it without intervening in other people's affairs.

"Deliver! Or I'll scream!!!" The girl's screams made people notice them. Her tears had already washed her cheeks. The veil is crumpled because it is used by the owner to rub his lips and wipe his tears.

" Ok fine...". Basofi removed his hand from Sofiyah and lifted her up.

Sofiyah's body slid down, she cried as much as she could by slapping her face over her palms resting on both knees.

Many people stopped and watched them.

"Why mbak?", asked one of the men as he approached Sofiyah.

"Don't interfere! She's my future wife!", Basofi shouted at the man.

" Surely speaking?", the man did not seem to trust Basofi.

Because Sofiyah did not answer, the man believed that Basofi and the crying girl were future husbands and wives.

Sofiya looked very small when like that. It was like Basofi was hugging her and holding her to calm down and stop crying.

"Come. Let me drive you home!". Basofi squatted to align himself with Sofiyah.

Sofiyah wiped her tears with the tip of her hijab. He stood up and took off his shoes. He walked away from Basofi while carrying his shoes. Next to his arm again rubbed his own lips many times. Sofiyah only realized that her bag and hape were not carried. Probably left in the workshop earlier.

"I'll take you home....". Basofi who was behind the little girl said quietly.

Sofiya turned to Basofi, "It is not your business to go home or not! Just go!!!".

Sofiyah walked back while wiping her tears. He feels insulting. Moreover, Basofi did not respect him at all, considering him cheap like the girls who often come to him.

Sofiya realized that he had also committed the great sin but now he had repented.

Hix....

Sofiya continued to cry and continued to walk without knowing the purpose.

The voice of the Ashar Adhan made him aware and he immediately looked for a mosque or musollah to pray and rest for a moment. He realized that he was now in a strange place. He doesn't know where he is. Although the original of the city but the main place used to be only in the mall and in cafes. This place was like the first time he had visited.

He went to the mosque offering praise and prayer to fulfill his duty and to ask the Giver of Life for help.

After he finished he sat down on the porch of the mosque and looked out at the street. He didn't know what to ride with the money he didn't bring. Hape didn't bring it either.

Moments later a white avanza stopped in front of the mosque gate. A man came out of the mosque and Sofiyah was shocked because the man was Basofi.

"Let's go home, we ride it! I promise I won't fuck around...". Basofi sat not far from Sofiyah while looking at the girl who was still a dozen years old.

Basofi walked first because he felt bad about the car he had ordered online because from earlier he followed Sofiyah from a distance that was not how far.

"Let's Ayy....!". Basofi opened the door for Sofiyah.

Sofiya who had no choice finally accepted Basofi's invitation and immediately got into the car.

Once in Basofi tinkering with his hape because he wants to order the good he will direct to the house of Sofiyah, he is sure at this time sophiyah must be hungry.