I woke up when the sun began to warm against my skin. What time is it now? I asked myself as I reached for my cell phone to check the clock. Jeez! It's 9 o'clock!  I ran to the bathroom to clean myself. Quick as a flash I took a shower so I could go to campus. Even though it was an hour late. That is better than not going to college at all. I'm wearing a blue shirt and blue jeans. I rubbed my face with a little baby powder and a little pink lipstick to my lips so they don't turn pale.  After tidying up, I drove my bike towards the campus -- riding my bike at high speed. I don't care about the other riders cursing at me. I arrived at the basement of the campus and I saw a group of men flirting with a girl who was none other than Becca. they touch and even want to rape Becca. I ran towards them. Armed with my taekwondo martial arts, I kicked them one by one starting from the one with the biggest body. The fight

Becca has been locked up in her room for weeks, she doesn't want to meet anyone or go anywhere. Even going to campus or just meeting Veronie and I, she was reluctant.Veronie and I who could not bear to leave Becca alone. We regularly send groceries to Becca. Even just put it in the living room, then leave without meeting Becca. Veronie and I both know how broken Becca's heart is right now. Let Becca calm down now first.Veronie and I left Becca alone for quite a while. Now is the time for Becca to step out of her comfort zone. Veronie and I didn't want Becca to be so sad."Becca, Veronie and I want to talk to you," I said as I knocked on Becca's door."Say it now." Becca answered from the room."We want to see you, Becca. Come on, open your door and let's talk together," said Veronie persuasively.Veronie and I kept begging Becca to let her open the door and meet the two of us. The girl finally melted. She opened the door and a terrif

I cry silently. I tried to get up and run away with the rest of my strength -- leaving Arga who was sleeping.I ran towards my dorm. Every now and then I look back to make sure that Arga is not following me. I can breathe a sigh of relief that the gates of my dorm are not locked. I opened the dorm gate slowly so as not to wake up the entire dorm.I sneaked in.I was shocked when my dorm mother had stood in front of me -- almost fell backwards. "Where have you been?" asked my dorm mother sarcastically."Didn't I say that I was going to attend my lecturer's wedding?" I replied sarcastically because basically I have disliked my dorm mother. It's not without reason I don't like her. Because that woman who was bad to me, even when I was silent she still behaved badly to me. I don't care if my dorm mother is the same age as my mom. Whoever is bad at me, I will also not respect him/her until whenever."You're right. You had

My cell phone is ringing -- indicating an incoming message.My husband: Honey, are you home yet? Honey, I'm sorry, it looks like I have to go home at night because of business on my campus. Are you all right? I exhaled irritatedly. It has been three days since Arga always came home late at night with reasons of campus affairs. Is the campus the home now?My tears slowly fell from my eyes. Is that important as campus business for him? Are campus affairs much more important than me?Three months after Arga and I married, we decided to live in an apartment. For us, living in our parents' house when we have a family is the most embarrassing of all. Arga and I agreed to live in an apartment with the aim of being able to make out without other people knowing. but what? Arga is even more busy with his campus affairs. Is he on campus with other women? Oh, Ella, please don't think negatively, I kept calming my mind. However, I also can not lie if I w

Arga and Angel's wedding day is getting closer. Everyone seemed busy preparing for their wedding, including me -- Arga's first wife.Anyone who finds out that I -- Arga's first wife who also looks busy preparing for their wedding -- will surely be surprised. Not many women can give up their husbands to marry other women. Which woman's heart is willing to double? I was not willing myself. You know, I could have mutilated Angel's body and scorched it to get rid of the traces. But I don't want to. I have always held the principle that women are just trashy women who consciously attend and destroy other people's households. That's Angel. She is trash. I don't want to repay Angel even though I want to. Because a queen can't compete with trash .Arga has brought Angel to this apartment. Yes, the apartment that the two of us originally decided to live in. The original decision was that we had time alone -- now we can have three. Yes, Arga, Angel and I. Isn't it sad?