WHORING FOR BEING FORCED
FREZAS

Bagas drove Kamilia to her house. Kamilia did not invite him to stop by. He just said thanks.

"Don't forget your promise, Mila." Bagas.

"If Hendra hasn't met, don't dream I'll see you, Bagas!"

"I'll look for him later" said Bagas.

Kamilia pulled her lips slightly upwards, mocking Bagas. Bagas raised his shoulders no matter what.

"You don't know yet, that I'm a super hero" said Bagas.

Kamilia did not care about Bagas. He pulled his suitcase into the house. For a moment Bagas still watched the girl disappear behind the door.

Kamilia threw her butt in the chair. He tried to contact Hendra, but his phone could not be reached. Kamilia did not know what to do. To whom to ask for help. He doesn't know anything about Hendra. Who his parents are or his brother is.

"Bagas .. can he be trusted?" thought. Kamilia was doubtful about the man. If he asks for help, he will be increasingly mired in his trap.

Kamilia looked at the drizzle that was starting to descend. Moisten the earth and group as it comes on the earth. They formed a colony. Where the colony is able to evaporate the rivers with its power.

Kamilia imagined that her life would be without Hendra. Even though he can live now. Without Hendra he felt dazed. Slowly drizzling outside it moved into his eyes. What he had just experienced made his patience freeze cold.

Bagas told him that Hendra was a drug dealer. Now, Kamilia was feeling even more stupid. Three years of living together could not bring him to know Hendra well.

Hendra has also been very closed. The man tried to keep Kamilia away from his circle of friends. Keep him from hurting anyone.

"Ahhh, Hendra .. Where are you?"

Kamilia laid her body on the living room sofa. His eyes looked at the white ceiling. Kamilia looked like her life was there. See the men hunters love one night. Men who lust after horses, gorillas or who behave in a deviant manner. They laughed, yelled, until the vocal cords exploded. They are full of fun. Their hands and eyes were busy exploring. Women like Kamilia can only resign even though they feel colonized.

Kamilia was busy wiping away the tears, which did not stop shedding because of Hendra.

Self-conscious, a journey about life.

Travel through grief by being patient and passing through happiness with gratitude.

"Hendra ..the sadness you leave behind, may be the beginning of happiness that has not yet materialized. And the happiness you maintain may be the beginning of grief that has not yet occurred." Kamilia whisper.

***

After Hendra got in and sat in the car, Andi rubbed a handkerchief into Hendra's face. The man slowly drowned. Andi also tied Hendra's hand.

"Just bother, use against everything," said Andi.

"Yes, my lips are also sore with bogemnya," continued Alex.

They brought Hendra to the boss - Freza. The half-century-old man still looked handsome, sitting in his chair. Hard-faced typical of a mafia. After his biological son refuses to join the black world. Freza was very hopeful for Hendra.

Hendra was considered to be his own son. However, lately Hendra became a dissident. Freza heard that Hendra had a lover now. He became curious, what kind of woman could change a Hendra.

"Boss!" They let Hendra off in front of Freza. Hendra leaned against the wall. He's still under the influence of drugs.

"Find the phone!" tell Freza. Apparently the preoccupation about Hendra's lover, disturbing Freza's conscience.

"Dead, Boss!" said Alex. Alex finds Hendra's phone inactive.

"Turn it on and unlock it with his fingerprints!" Once again Freza gave the order.

"I think I know this girl" he murmured. Freza kept rolling the phone screen. Suddenly his eyes were attracted to Hendra's writing in a folder :

"Is it flying perfectly? Or are you wings broken by tears? There comes a time when you stretch out your adult wings. You have to start learning, not to look at the traces that stick on your walls. Let go of all the attributes I've ever paired for the sake of your dream structure. Covering every gap where the morning dew of the encounter. I just and deliver you to a knot; failure means life begins. Knit back your wings, Kamiliaku ... !"

"Huh, bucin. Oh, it turns out her name is Kamilia," he murmured again. "Drew him!" freza's orders.

Byurs.

A bucket of water flushed Hendra who was fainting, because of the influence of drugs that Andi gave in the car earlier. Intentionally they gave Hendra the medicine so that Hendra did not rebel and trouble them. Fearing Hendra escapes and cannot be confronted by their boss.

Slowly Hendra opened his eyes, for a moment he was astonished to look around. However, his memory quickly realized where he was now. He recognized the chair that was behind him and who was the figure that occupied it.

A man dressed up. Complete with a black suit and a white shirt. The pants are always a cool color, sometimes pink, sometimes yellow. However, even if his dress sense is unique, he is notoriously cruel when it comes to betrayal. Not reluctant to his men, he tortured until battered.

Hendra who had betrayed the trust of his boss now seemed to wait for the punishment to be handed down against him. Hendra sat on the floor with his hands tied back. He could only bow his head, not daring to look at the boss.

The chair that turned back to Hendra turned around. Freza sat on his feet, his hands twirling the golden pen. Sunglasses perched on his nose. Her hair is thin, her shoes are black.

"Moor!" His cold voice was blaring.

Hendra raised his head briefly, then lowered his head again. He did not dare to oppose the eyes of his boss. The man could only stare at the wet floor.

"Why did you betray my trust?!" ask Freza hard.

Hendra did not answer, his head getting bowed.

"Answer, Hendra! Or did I torture you just to talk?"

He should remain silent a thousand languages, but in fact he was composing a sentence in his mind, what answer was roughly correct. He did not speak yet and suddenly a voice sounded, "Let's learn, Andi!"

Andi moves, he grips Hendra's shirt, takes him to his feet then punches his stomach, Hendra staggers and retreats, once again Andi punches Hendra in the face. Blood seeped from Hendra's broken lips. Andi prepares for the next blow.

"Wait ...!" exclaim Alex.

Andi's attack was contained. Freza's hand waved towards Andi gesturing.

"Say! What's the reason you betrayed me?" snapped Freza.

"Open my hand first" Hendra said..

Freza gave a signal to open Hendra's bond. The young man then spoke.

"I didn't betray you, Boss," said Hendra.

"Then why were you not present when I called you?" ask Freza.

"I want to try out another job, Boss," replied Hendra quietly as he lowered his head.

"What job?" ask Freza.

Hendra did not have time to answer, the phone ringing interfered. Freza looked at the screen of his phone. He was surprised by the name.

"Tumben that bad boy called, what's he doing?" Freza grumbled to himself. However, his face suddenly cramped.