WHORING FOR BEING FORCED
WIFE-TO-BE?

Freza smiled as he walked out of the room. He received a call from the person he missed the most.

Freza :

"Hallo, honey."

Someone answered from across the phone: "Papa, set Hendra free!"

After an argument, Freza finally agreed to release Hendra. On one condition they had to meet. Freza went in again, then said to Andi.

"Free him!"

"Acreate … ?" Andi looked at Freza. He looked like he wanted to protest but was disinclined.

"This time I'm sorry!" Freza said as if understanding the hearts of his men. Freza passed after having Alex prepare the car.

"Capek is tired of me catching him, now tell him to let go" Andi grumbled.

Hendra patted his wet pants, a water splash. His expensive clothes were dirty. He walked out of the room. No matter Andi and Alex. He wants to go home soon. Kamilia .. Hendra remembered him.

While Kamilia who was unable to contact Hendra panicked. He thinks to whom to ask for help. He was forced to contact Bagas.

Kamilia hated when she had to perform perfectly in front of Bagas. Bagas will forget himself. Several times he ignored the phone calls.

"Why were you born as an impatient being, Bagas?" Kamilia grumbling. She chose a black night dress. Elegant and beautiful as a sign that she is sad because Hendra has not returned.

Bagas greeted him at a restaurant door. Kamilia glanced at him. Doesn't want to linger, because he can be interested. Bagas's dress-up tonight is another. He looked very handsome with a formal makeup.

"Tumben," Kamilia thought in her heart.

"Come on!" Bagas took Kamilia's hand. The girl refused.

"Follow me, Mila!" Bagas said with pressure.

"I don't want to" said Kamilia refusing.

"Since today, you can't resist." Bagas said and it sucks for Kamilia.

"You have no right to me" Kamilia said.

"soon."

That little quarrel had led them to a table. There's no food there yet. Just a cup of coffee and a drinker. Bagas took Kamilia to sit there. Kamilia just followed Bagas. The girl looked at the perlente half-old man.

***

Kamilia wondered in her heart. Why did Bagas bring him in front of the old man. He looked at Bagas asking for an explanation.

"Father, she's my future wife" Bagas said slowly. Bagas introduced Kamilia to the old man in front of him.

Automatically Kamilia's eyes bulged. Bagas who sat beside Kamilia clasped Kamilia's hand. Cue to not fight.

Kamilia glanced in annoyance with the tip of her eyes. "What other game is this, Bagas?" thought.

Back the girl surrendered helplessly. He did as Bagas commanded. His lips began to put on their best smile. Nodding a little to his father Bagas.

"My name is Kamilia, Oom." Kamilia introduced herself.

His father Bagas did not answer. His facial complexion seemed to change upon hearing Kamilia's name. He looked at Kamilia's face.

Kamilia was astonished but did not dare to ask. He stretched out his hand, intending to greet his father Bagas. But the man remained silent. Kamilia was very embarrassed. A red tinge was present on Kamilia's face.

"My father's name is Freza, Mila." Finally Bagas open the sound to melt the atmosphere.

After the brief introduction, they ate in a very stiff atmosphere. Kamilia was so tormented there were among them. Want it to feel like he disappeared, so that the smile of falsehood does not need to show off. Kamilia went to the toilet, feeling sultry with the stiffness.

"Damn you, Bagas, you always set me up" Kamilia grumbled.

Kamilia had been in the toilet for quite a while. When he returned, his father Bagas was no more.

"Poooh." Kamilia let out a long breath. Relieved that the source of the stiffness was gone. "I was once your father, I was afraid to look him in the eye."

"Haha hahaha." Bagas just laughed.

"What are you doing? Why did you say I was your future wife?"

"I am indeed your future husband .. hahaha hahaha."

"Don't ngaco! I'm going home. I have to find Hendra."

"Hendra is back," said Bagas casually.

"Don't joke!" sahut Kamilia ketus's.

"You have to keep your word, Mila!"

Not long Kamilia got a message from Hendra: Where are you? I'm at home.

Kamilia looked at Bagas who was laughing mockingly. Powerless to resist, Kamilia placed her body in a nearby hotel. Back Kamilia had to swallow the disappointment in life. How unfair God is to him.

***

"Where are you from, Mila?" Hendra asked as Kamilia opened the door. It appears Hendra is compressing a bruise on his face.

"I'm looking for you" Kamilia replied in short.

"Where are you looking for me?" ask Hendra. His eyes probed sharply at Kamilia. The girl was a little surprised by Hendra's question.

"It's the cafe, who knows if anyone knows you there?"

"You're getting smart about lying, Mila. Since when do you know where I hang out?"

"You forgot, Hendra. Women can be as good as BIN Polda Metro Jaya." In Kamilia's heart was actually very worried. He lied to Hendra.

Kamilia approached Hendra. Trying to take over compress Hendra's wound. Hendra complained as the wet cloth began to stick to his bruises.

"Who … ?" Questions hung from Kamilia's lips. He hesitated, between curious and not. The woman was afraid that Hendra was angry that she asked a lot.

Hendra looked at Kamilia while grimacing. The man rubbed his wound that was increasingly throbbing pain. He hesitated to be forthright or not. Hendra wanted to protect Kamilia from the circle of the black world. It was not impossible, Freza was after Kamilia for her assurance of obedience. Hendra won't tell you what he just experienced.

A sense of regret crept into Kamilia's heart. He was unceasingly cursing. Why is he getting mired in the Bagas trap. The wounds were tearing up his mind. If the heart is outside the body and can be seen, of course the heart of the woman is already hollow here and there.

Kamilia felt herself getting used to by Bagas. He became the lustful slave of that damn man. His chest was tight, but his countenance could not change. Ever since he became a peddler of love, he was worried about the lesson of pretense.

The night is getting late and Kamilia has to take care of Hendra who has a fever. Kamilia stared at the man from his place. Guilt managed to sneak into his veins. Outside the drizzle starts to come down. Kamilia could see it from the window.

Kamilia laid her body on the sofa in the room. He didn't sleep with Hendra. Sleep Hendra was very restless. Many times Hendra delirious.

"Don't Freza ... don't!!" Suddenly Hendra was delirious again. Kamilia rose, but abandoned her intention.Not so close to Hendra. The man went back to sleep, even though he looked uncomfortable.

"Freza?" Kamilia recalled, once where she heard the name Freza. He thought hard enough to remember. Kamilia was surprised by the vibration of her phone. Bagas sent a message: Mila, my Papa likes you.

"Freza is his father …." Kamilia closed her mouth, she was very shocked.