"Let go! Please don't touch me!"
The scream of a woman named Stefanny Anggraini-a beautiful twenty-six-year-old woman who was being ripped from her sacred crown by a drunk man who had apparently entered the wrong room.
"Shut up, sweetheart. You usually never reject me like this." Dion Pramudia-a thirty-year-old man who was none other than the son of the hotel owner-didn't realize who he was banging.
"Why is it so narrow?" he said in a hoarse voice. However, the man continued to force her to enter. Until finally Fanny's chastity was taken away by the man she did not recognize.
She could only scream, cry, roar and all the frustration united in her. Fanny had to lose the crown she had always guarded, which she would only give to her husband apparently had to be lost that night.
**
Morning had come. The struggle, which took almost two hours, broke Fanny's body. She had just done it. She didn't want to, but was forced to and didn't know that night was her unlucky night.
Hearing crying next to him, Dion finally opened his eyes and looked at the woman, who was hugging her knees.
"Who are you?" he asked in a heavy voice.
Fanny turned her head to him with her eyes fixed on him.
Plak!
A hard slap flew across Dion's cheek.
"What the hell are you slapping me for? Who are you? Why are you here?" he asked in an emotional tone.
Fanny wiped her tears roughly. "Take responsibility for what you've done to me. You took away my chastity!" she shouted later.
In fact, the woman had not even put on her clothes as proof that the man had touched her.
However, Dion smiled wryly. "How could I touch someone I don't know? Don't make this up!"
"The proof is already there! You came into this room drunk and raped me!" Fanny shouted again. "You planted it inside. You must take responsibility! I already know your name!"
Fanny looked at Dion's ID card to see who the person who had taken away her chastity was.
Dion then circulated his eyes, looking at the room, and indeed he had entered the wrong room.
"Okay, I apologize. It's my fault for entering the wrong room. I was drunk last night, no one accompanied me into my room. I apologize! But, as for taking responsibility, I can't."
The man easily refused to take responsibility, and even his words were very casual. While putting on his clothes, Dion looked at Fanny, who had been staring at him sharply.
"Let's just say that tonight you have satisfied me," he said and handed Fanny a few bills. "As a ransom for raping you. As for responsibility, I can't. I'm getting married to my lover in five days."
Fanny threw the money to the ground. "I am not a cheap woman who easily takes money as payment for my body! I never did that despicable job even if I needed money!" she said firmly.
Dion gave her an emotional look. "I already told you! I'm sorry and that money is my apology. What's your name? It looks like you're an employee here."
"Yes! I am an employee here and I will report you to my boss for raping his employee!"
Dion laughed out loud at the threat the woman issued to him.