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The confident footsteps came from Wendy. Wearing a white tanktop with a dongker-colored denim jeans outer, the woman did not necessarily forget the matching short skirt to make her look different from usual. While taking a sip of pod-type vapor, Wendy continued to walk down the rows of tightly closed rooms in Anggrek boarding house.


The tapping of her high navy heels, which matched perfectly with her outfit that afternoon, only stopped when she arrived in front of a room with the number ten written on it. Wendy's small eyes with eyelash extensions looked up, observing the room number that was made similar to other boarding rooms in the building. She was pensive for just two minutes, before taking out the room key from the white waistbag that covered her chest.

Kriet!

The door to the familiar room finally opened. The musty smell of cigarette smoke that Wendy had known so well immediately assaulted her sense of smell. The woman squinted, then waved her hands in the air, hoping that the scent she was beginning to hate would soon leave her body.


Wendy then walked inside without closing the door behind her. It had been two days since the incident at the photo studio. She turned off her cell phone and blocked all of Rian's social media so that he could not contact her at all. Although the hope of Rian's struggles for her still surfaced and nagged at her little heart.

Boom!


Not only did her footsteps stop moving at that moment, Wendy also almost lost her heartbeat due to the disgusting sight in front of her. Her eyes bulged, staring in disbelief at what was on her bed. She reflexively covered her mouth so as not to scream, at least she had to keep her voice from echoing before she was done with her purpose.

Rian seemed to be fast asleep with a blonde woman beside him. They were cuddling with a blanket covering half of their bodies. However, Wendy already realized that the two people she knew well must be naked.

Wendy immediately turned around, avoiding her vision from the most disgusting and painful thing that attacked her simultaneously. She pursed her lips as tears spilled down her chubby cheeks. While looking up, Wendy tried to catch her breath, regaining the consciousness that was almost lost due to the shocking sensation she felt.

The woman's mind cleared after a while and quickly, Wendy moved to find the bag that Rian always carried. She took out one by one the items in the small gray bag. Starting from combs, car keys, wallets, even safety.

The woman did not think that all this time she had really only been used by Rian. A man whose age is much younger than Wendy by several years is in fact just a parasite. Wendy was never considered to exist by him.

With a quick movement, Wendy took her credit card and car keys and put them in her waistbag. Both of Wendy's hands trembled as she did so, her feelings mixed up there. Especially when the woman finally turned around and looked back at the two people who looked fine on top of her misery.

"You'll feel the pain of being me someday, yan," Wendy muttered, before she left the room she had rented for the past few years.

Initially, Wendy and Rian's relationship went well. Rian was her junior on campus and was famous for his activity in the campus community. Rian has a good image in the campus environment, many junior students are secretly eyeing him. So when Wendy got the opportunity to become Rian's lover, Wendy forgot herself. She closed her eyes and ears to the advice of those closest to her.

No human being is perfect in this world, including Rian herself.

Over the course of a few months, what started out as a supportive and healthy relationship began to turn into an oppressive bond. Rian forced Wendy to give up the most precious possessions she had in order to prove her love. But then, it was disaster that befell the woman. Rian continues to use her without ever appreciating her.

The sound of the car starting up was probably too loud for Rian to wake up and run out. His half-naked body in only a short green pair of pants was suddenly blocking the road. He spread his arms and looked at Wendy behind the wheel.

"Honey, I can explain!"

But Wendy's heart was already frozen. There was no more love that warmed the spring. She just stared at Rian straight on as she prepared to start the car.

Rian then shouted from the front, "Honey, get off first, I want us to have a good talk. Please!"

Wendy rolled her eyes lazily, then stuck her head out of the window. She raised one eyebrow and shouted back, "If you don't move, I'll hit you right now!"

"Honey!"

The woman closed the window after returning to her sitting position. She pulled the seatbelt and hooked it thoughtfully, before looking back to the front. Rian was still there, adamant not to move and hoping Wendy would still trust him. Instead, she started counting in her own car.

One

Two

Three

"Honey!"

The car carried by Wendy accelerated forward and made Rian inevitably dodge to the side. From the rearview mirror, the short-haired woman with a new piercing in her right ear could see Rian rolling on the asphalt before the woman she saved came and helped her.

"See you in hell, Bastard!"

Wendy chose to turn right to head to the club that she knew was open twenty-four hours. Never mind Wira, who cares about the super killer boss now. After all, the burden of his life is no longer there. Wendy who had been spending her salary to feed, clothe and provide whatever Rian needed was finally free now. The woman laughed and opened the window beside her, while shouting with satisfaction, she also exclaimed, "Let you go, Rian! What kind of girl do you think I am, huh? Thank God for you now!"

But suddenly, a motorcycle turned toward her and made her hit the brake pedal suddenly. "Ah!"

The woman looked down for a while, before finally looking up and rounding her eyes. She saw that the motorcycle and the rider had fallen on the asphalt and quickly, Wendy got out of her car.

"Holyshit!" Wendy hurriedly ran to the rider and confirmed. "Mas, is it okay, Mas?"

"It's okay palalu!" The man looked up and turned around after taking off his full-face helmet. But Wendy was stunned afterward. She recognized the man. "You have to take responsibility for making my bike and body hurt all this time."

"Alan?"

"Yes, I'm Alan, hurry up and help me! Duh!" Alan reached out his hand, hoping that Wendy would immediately accept his hand.

But Wendy just stared at the spot where she was. She took a breath and exhaled heavily. As if she didn't care about the situation and the chaos, Wendy said, "I already broke up with Rian, Lan."