บททั้งหมดของ Marriage Proposal : My Traumatic Love: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

(Kayshila)            The sound of water rushing from the sink faucet made me sprint from the kitchen. I was focusing on preparing my dinner and suddenly got my bathroom was filled with puddles of water. Lord! How do I finish this faucet? It's been a long time; actually, this water faucet leaks a bit, and I always tape it with tape. I ran to my room to grab my cell phone and called Rangga. Nothing. The phone is turned off. Then I called Cath. It's the same. The cell phone is busy.          I looked around for the apartment management phone number because I've never had any problems as long as I've lived in the apartment. After all, I just moved into this apartment one year ago. My old apartment was in the Kuningan area. A bit big and looks fancy. I accidentally moved to an apartment adjacent to Rangga and Catherine.    &n

(Davendra)  Two years ago,           I knew my life started to change when I met this woman. I vaguely remember it. I first met her on the bus in Sydney. She stood leaning against the bus pole. Her body was limp, with no passion. I had only been in Sydney three days at the time, visiting my friends and doing business. For some reason, that afternoon, I really wanted to take the bus. See the cities in Sydney. Usually, I always rent a car and drive myself. Of course, I have my own international driver's license.I photographed that woman secretly from behind. She was tall and slender, wearing tattered jeans, and a beige jacket. The way she dresses looks fashionable. What I suspect is that this woman is Indonesian. Her gaze was vacant through the window in front of her. Sometimes she looks at her phone and puts it back in her bag. She scan

(Kayshila)           I closed my eyes for a moment. Actually, I'm okay and can still work. I really want to finish my work. Only, Mrs. Sinta forced me to go home, and part of my work was done by Lashira. I feel bad, even though I have to go to the client's company for a presentation tomorrow afternoon.          "You're not eating? Forgot mealtime or what, Cit?" asked Rangga. He picked me up that afternoon. It coincided with his office hours because the bank always finished operating at four in the afternoon.          "Forget. Too busy."          "Yes, but you should eat a little. Snacking."          "Yes yes."          "When will you be able

(Kayshila) This Saturday is a sunny day, around ten in the morning. I was prepared and busy getting ready to go to the supermarket, shopping for groceries. My next plan is to watch movies. I'm a bit tired from my work, after my extensive leave for 3 months ago. Maybe I still want to be doing lazy.Ishan, who was still sleepy, was forced to take me to another supermarket to shop, not in my apartment's supermarket. He took me to a supermarket inside the Mall near his house. When I asked him why he had to shop there, he answered that he wanted to change the atmosphere. I was suspicious for a while, but I quickly brushed it off because I had to remember some of my groceries."Ishan! This is not the way home." I almost screamed. I had hit his arm."Yes, it's home.""Go home what!!!? Don't fool me. This is the direction of your house.""Yeah, right. It's really going to my home."Ishan chuckled."Ishan,

(Kayshila) I tried to open my eyes when I heard people chatting either in front of me or behind me because their voices were resounding. All I saw was darkness, and then I realized that my eyes were covered with cloth, my mouth couldn't be opened because a sizeable sticky tape covered it, and my legs were tied too. It looks like I'm bound to a chair. I remember the taxi driver got out of the taxi and opened the taxi door to me, and seemed to gag something at me until I was unconscious.What time is it?Where am I?Why am I tied up?I shook my body with all my might until my body fell.BRAAKI fell on my arm. It hurts, fucking hurts. The people who were chatting just now fell silent and what could be heard were footsteps moving closer and closer towards me. This guy didn't speak, but I think this guy was annoyed that I could listen to his breath. I didn't try to scream at all to listen to the situation. I