
Davina Pov's
I only lasted for 1 hour at the night club. The alcohol I bought was even just in a small sip, and I immediately vomited again because it felt so hooked and made the tongue like burning. I don't know what kind of drink that many young people like.
I don't even think about the people in there. They look so good sipping the drink like sweet syrup.
I rushed out, not feeling linger in there because it was too noisy and many men came to my table.
It seems that the image of nightclub visitors is always bad, until all the men who come to me without saying stale invite to spend the night with him. To have an intimate relationship of course.
It feels like I would go crazy if every day I came to this place and faced those people.
Maybe another story if Bianca were here, she would happily throw her body at the man who invited her to have fun.
"Damn.!" I kicked the bar door out. I am tired of remembering my former best friend. I really don't know shame. Still have a face to sneer at me after being caught off guard doing perversion with my lover.
"Sh-it.!"
"What are you doing.?!"
I raised my head when I heard the sound of reprimands right in front of me. My eyes traced the face of the adult man who stood very close to me. His tall body made me have to look up to look at him.
"Who Om.? Me.?" I pointed at my own face, afraid I wasn't the one she was talking to.
"Who else is there besides you.?!" His impact. He leaned over and rubbed the bottom of his knee.
"Feet Om why.? It's the door, huh.?" Guess me with the slightest guilt. Even if it's true, it's not entirely my fault, is it.? He should be careful when he comes in.
"Now if you know.!" He answered ketus. It was annoying, but strangely I was staring unblinkingly because his facial expression was very cool while in such an angry mode.
"Jaudah Om, don't be so rich."
"I'm sorry." I said as it passed from before him.
"Bas based on a strange boy.!"
I stopped listening to his lips.
The kid.? Om that call me a kid.? Is that the boy how I look.?
Bianca also said that, even worse by calling me a snot.
"Om say what was.?!" I went back to him.
"I'm not a kid, I'm 20 years old.!" My excitement that was responded to by a smile was amused by him.
Of course I don't want to be called a boy. 20 years is not enough to say mature.
"As far as you go." He replied, The handsome Om went into the club and ignored me.
Handsome.? I smiled inwardly while praising his physique. Om it is indeed much more handsome and charismatic than Arga, although his posture is almost the same.
"Huufftt," I let out a heavy sigh, thinking back about that traitorous man who made my heart ache.
My first love only left me wounds.
I rushed to the car and left the nightlife which offered me no entertainment. It made me even more upset that I got crazy offers from a lot of men in there. Not to mention having to meet Om-Om earlier who sneered at me as a boy.
I'm rethinking Bianca's sneer. Maybe it was my nature that finally made Arga turn away.
...****...
I parked my fancy car in the garage. Papa provides many luxury cars in the garage of the house.
Although Papa is a company leader, he always spends time in the midst of his busy life. My dad always made me a priority in his life.
Since Mama's departure, Papa has devoted his entire life to me. His life seemed to be about me and me. Papa always obeys whatever I say and I want.
"Where have you been.? Why just got home.?"
I've never heard that question from Papa's mouth before. Maybe because I never came home more than 10 p.m. This time I came home at 11pm since I left the house this afternoon.
"I'm an adult Pah, please change the rules."
"My friends don't care if they come home at midnight, it's only 11 pah." I protested, something I'd never done before. It seems that due to the effects of their betrayal, I wanted to be more free and know the outside world so as not to be fooled again by the kind of hypocritical humans like them. I want to prove to Bianca that I'm not a kid.
"Davina, this isn't an adult thing or not. You're a girl and Papa's only child, Papa has to take extra care of you."
"Youth's association is now more and more troubling, where maybe Papa let you go home at night."
Speak to Papa with a soft and authoritative tone.
It is always that advice that comes from his mouth. I understand all that because Papa loves me too much and thinks I mean a lot to his life. Don't want to see his beloved daughter scratched in the slightest out there.
"Don't worry, I can take care of myself,,"
"Papa's little daughter doesn't want to be like a kid anymore." My whine is in Papa's hands.
"I'm ashamed at the same ledek temen-temen." I put on a face. Papa already knows that, it's no secret that my close friends mocked me like that. They don't even hesitate to say it in front of Papa when they play at my house.
Papa then grabbed my shoulder. He took a deep breath.
"Excuse me Papa if Papa's attitude makes you get scorn from your friend. Papa didn't mean to make you look like a kid in front of them."
"You're Papa's only son, Mama you leave you to Papa. How could Papa disappoint your late mother."
"But unknowingly Papa kept going like this, Papa forgot that Papa's little daughter was big and grown up."
"Papa will change the rules and set you free, as long as you can keep Papa's trust. Don't disappoint Papa and always remember the limits."
I smiled happily at Papa. After so many years of having rules that kept me from knowing the outside world, I will finally breathe in the outside world more freely.
...****...
This morning I prepared my mind and heart to go to college. If I can't see Bianca every day, it looks like I'm going to choose to move to college.
I was sick of having to see Bianca's face in class. It will definitely make me remember the scene of his bed with Arga.
I got out of the car after parking the car. Apparently along with that, Arga and Bianca also just got out of the same car.
Not yet had time to throw a glance in the other direction, Bianca had already caught me first. He smiled in my direction.
"For Papa's beloved son," Sapa Bianca walked up to Arga and held her arm.
Bianca's made-up tone, as if inviting my hand to slap her mouth.
"Morning is also jal-lang,,,"
"Upss, sorry to click,,!" Excruciate.
Bianca's face immediately reddened, her eyes looking like they wanted to get out of place.
I know Bianca is angry and doesn't accept my insults, but doesn't that insult deserve her.? He could have snatched his best friend's lover himself, had even slept with him.
Not long to see the faces of the two, I passed from there. No matter what Bianca's screams are mad at me.