WHORING FOR BEING FORCED
GO TO THE HOSPITAL

Kamilia's face was a little pale when she knew it was Bagas' old man's house. The woman complained in her heart. He felt Bagas had trapped him further and further.

"Why did you bring me here?" ask Kamilia.

The young man just shrugged his shoulders. He was even preparing to come down.

"Wait, why did you bring me here?" Kamilia asked again.

"I haven't been here in a long time, miss." Bagas answered all along.

"Not an excuse!" Kamilia said with a slight emphasis. He looked at Bagas sharply.

"Here you go, you wanna come down?"

"Hendra is sick and waiting for me at home" Kamilia replied.

"Too late .. come along!" Bagas did not hand over the car keys to Kamilia.

Kamilia was forced to follow Bagas. I don't know what other plans the man had in mind. Kamilia really could not guess. His mind was still on Hendra. Fear of getting worse.

Kamilia saw several luxury cars lined up. Kamilia glanced at Bagas who was walking beside her. Bagas looked straight ahead. Kamilia was astonished, this man was richer than Hendra. However, Bagas simpler his life. Having a house like this spacious and luxurious, he instead chose to live in a small apartment.

The assessment of Bagas is slowly changing. Apparently Bagas prefers simple living. Once again Kamilia glanced at Bagas.

"What's wrong?" Now, Bagas glanced at the girl. Kamilia did not reply, she only blushed in embarrassment. Caught stealing glances.

Bagas house is quiet and cold. There did not appear to be any occupants other than a maid and a gatekeeper earlier.

"Where's your dad going?" ask Kamilia.

"Come," replied Bagas indifferently.

Kamilia was silent, misbehaving to do what. Bagas was busy with his cell phone. Suddenly the gate opened and a car came in. A man got out of the car. Kamilia knew him as Freza, Bagas' father. The girl's heart was pounding, in fact she was not ready to meet Freza again.

"Hi, Kamilia." The man greeted.

"Ha hi." Nervous Kamilia retaliated.

The old man was sitting on a chair. His face is brighter now than when he met at the cafe. He looked at Kamilia so deeply. He tried to remember, like he had seen a face like that.

"When are you married?" ask Freza.

"What?" Kamilia asked back while looking at Bagas.

"Fastly, dong, Pah," replied Bagas.

"Good." Freza seemed so pleased with Bagas' reply. The man chuckled while going inside.

"I'm home!" Kamilia snatched the car keys on the desk, then walked out. Bagas quickly pursued and tracked his steps.

"I'm taking you?" ask Bagas.

"Not to."

Kamilia quickly got in and locked her car. He wants to get out of here. A place that offers a lot of nonsense. The marriage she wanted, it wasn't like this.

**

"Where from?" ask Hendra.

Apparently the man has recovered. He looked at Kamilia. The man was jealous to see Kamilia just come home.

"Work," Kamilia replied. Unobstructed heart ketar-ketir too. The woman noticed there was anger in Hendra's eye glint.

"Where to work?" Hendra is still investigating.

Kamilia was silent. The woman was busy cleaning up the old makeup earlier in the picture. He let Hendra with all his chatter. Now Hendra's hobby is so angry.

"You have to know yourself, you have to remember who you are?" Hendra started with a gibberish that was always painful for Kamilia. "You used to be just a bitch."

It was always like that, ever since Kamilia became a model of ridicule was always addressed to her. For some reason, Hendra was always jealous.

Cass..

Like being stung by an electric current, Kamilia was shocked. From where Hendra knows his connection to Bagas. Kamilia stopped her activities for a moment. He looked at Hendra long ago.

"Where does he know?" thought. "You fucked Hendra up!" Kamilia.

"Don't let me go, Mila!" Hendra started yelling.

Kamilia was silent because it was useless, what defense she would pass on to Hendra. Kamila tried to stay calm. His face was set to not change. He understood Hendra's character. Already legged he saw Hendra's anger towards others. No more mercy.

Kamilia often heard Hendra giving orders to someone. "Torture until you confess!" That sentence was already familiar in Kamilia's ears. Now, fear had invaded his heart. He was afraid the same thing Hendra would do to him.

It turned out that Kamilia's guess was correct. Hendra looked increasingly angry, seeing Kamilia speechless. Caci maki came out of his mouth, spreading thorns that stuck in his heart. Kamilia patiently picked up the thorns. There is no desire to retaliate. Aware of himself also being guilty of serving all Bagas nonsense.

Preac.

A vase of flowers made of glass, smashed against Kamilia's forehead. Kamilia did not have time to dodge, it happened so quickly. Blood flowed down his cheeks. Kamilia held her bloody temple. He's limber.

"Mila!" He could still hear the voices of people screaming. Maybe Hendra, next dark.

Kamilia wakes up when the night gets dark. He did not know where he was, the window of this room was foreign to him.

"Thank God, you've come to your senses, Mila," said Bagas.

"How can I be with you? Ouch!" Kamilia complained when she felt pain on her forehead. He felt, there was a bandage there.

"Listen! I will tell you about the incident earlier," said Bagas.

Kamilia corrected her seat, prepared to listen to Bagas' story.

***

I followed you to Hendra's house. I don't know why my heart is not calm. It turns out my guess is right. I entered because the front door was not locked. I approached the room where you and he had a fight. I heard Hendra was berate you. You shut up I see. Hendra was getting increasingly silent to see yourself. Apparently she's jealous of me.

Praangs.

I was shocked when something broke. Quickly go into the room. I saw Hendra glued to see your temple bleeding.

"Mila!" i'm yelling. Quickly I hunt down your collapsed body with blood on your face.

"Bagas!' said. Hendra was surprised to see me in his room.

"Fuck up!" I stuck his face until he staggered. I hit him back until he fell to the floor. I called the police and they came. I'm taking you to the hospital.

"You were unconscious for a long time, Mila." Bagas ended his story.

"Continue, how's Hendra?" ask Kamilia.

"Police took him, I'll see him, I'll make sure he goes to jail!"

"Don't!" kamilia.

"What's wrong with you, Mila? He's ruined your face. Know it? Your face is an asset to you." Bagas seems to hate Hendra.

Kamilia fumbled his injured forehead. It still felt painful, of course his heart hurt even more. Unknowingly her tears condensed. Kamilia tried not to spill the water. However, Bagas is already

saw it.

"You crying, Mila?"

"No." As much as Kamilia said, Bagas was still furious with Hendra's behavior.

"I'll put him in jail, Mila! I made sure of it!"

"Don't let her be free, I forgive her" Kamilia pleaded.

Meanwhile, at the police station Hendra was confused who to ask for help. He remembered someone. Hendra sent a message on his cell phone: Mr. Freza, please! I'm at the police station.