Chillness shivers down jodha's spin

Chillness shivers down jodha's spine making her week presence even weaker. He removes his hand from her mouth and replaces it with his lips. His hungry lips made their way through her rosy petals. He invaded her mouth with his thirsty tongue. The more she struggles, the more he buries his weight on her. She finds it hard to even breathe, but there is no sign of any respite. Her full body is drenched in sweat. She is shivering like hell. Still her tormenter is unaffected. His teeth claimed one of her lips. She hissed in pain. Tears stared to flow silently. Suddenly jodha feels her invader's one hand is on its way downwards. It crushed her softies ... pressed them hard. Jodha tried to cry her heart out but her mouth is still sealed by those tormenting pair of lips. Things were rushing to the culmination and jodha was losing the battle all the way. Then something...something very hard brushed against jodha's core. She jerked in alarm, tried to push it away. The more she tries the more it nears her. Finally jodha feels his hand trying to find its way through her leggings. Immense fear ran through every part of her body...her veins. She jerked open her eyes. Soaked in her own sweat jodha is now sitting on her bed... breathing heavily and crying profusely ...the same nightmare...again...

Jodha enters bathroom and close the door behind making sure it doesn't disturb her son's peaceful slumber. Jodha splashes a few rounds of water on her face... covers her face with both of her hand. She stays a while like this, then slowly move her hands from face and look up to the mirror. Her eyes bear the mark of profuse crying. Pink shades on her cheeks have become dead pale. 'Why? Why this is happening to me? Why this is coming back to me over and over again? Why can't i throw it out of my mind? Why that devil is still haunting my mind, my dream, my life? Why can't i just forget him?' Jodha's mind was crying out those numb questions.

Jodha knew she cant...she can never...ever forget that night, she lost all to that devil. She can still feel his lusty gaze...his erotic breathe... his dominating touch. She can still feel those philanderous hands feasting on her body. Jodha breaks down on the floor... hugged her legs with both of her arms and buried her face between her knees... she sobbed hard... let her pain escape through her tears...she cried and cried...

Night is almost over. Outside the world is waking up to a new dawn but for jodha it is just a replica of those, she is living for last four and a half years...

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 2:

Chillness menggigil bawah tulang belakang jodha yang membuat kehadiran minggu nya bahkan lebih lemah. Dia menghapus tangannya dari mulutnya dan menggantikannya dengan bibirnya. Bibir lapar nya membuat jalan melalui kelopak merah nya. Dia menyerbu mulutnya dengan lidah haus nya. Semakin banyak ia berjuang, semakin ia mengubur berat badannya pada dirinya. Dia merasa sulit untuk bahkan bernapas, tetapi tidak ada tanda-tanda jeda apapun. Tubuh lengkapnya adalah bermandi keringat. Dia menggigil seperti neraka. Masih tormenter nya tidak terpengaruh. Giginya mengklaim salah satu dari bibirnya. Desisnya kesakitan. Air mata menatap mengalir diam-diam. Tiba-tiba terasa jodha satu tangan penjajah nya sedang dalam perjalanan ke bawah. Ini hancur softies nya ... menekan mereka keras. Jodha mencoba menangis hatinya keluar tapi mulutnya masih disegel oleh mereka menyiksa sepasang bibir. Hal-hal yang bergegas ke puncak dan jodha kehilangan pertempuran sepanjang jalan. Kemudian sesuatu ... sesuatu yang sangat keras menyapu inti jodha itu. Dia tersentak di alarm, mencoba untuk mendorong itu pergi. Semakin dia mencoba semakin mendekati dirinya. Akhirnya jodha merasa tangannya mencoba untuk menemukan jalan melalui legging-nya. Ketakutan besar berlari melalui setiap bagian dari tubuhnya ... pembuluh darahnya. Dia tersentak membuka matanya. Direndam dalam jodha keringat sendiri kini duduk di tempat tidurnya ... terengah-engah dan menangis deras ... mimpi buruk yang sama ... lagi ... Jodha memasuki kamar mandi dan menutup pintu di belakang memastikan tidak mengganggu anaknya itu tidur damai. Jodha percikan beberapa putaran air di wajahnya ... menutupi wajahnya dengan kedua tangannya. Dia tetap sementara seperti ini, maka perlahan-lahan bergerak tangannya dari wajah dan melihat ke cermin. Matanya menanggung tanda berlimpah menangis. Nuansa merah muda di pipinya menjadi mati pucat. 'Kenapa? Mengapa hal ini terjadi padaku? Mengapa ini datang kembali ke saya lagi dan lagi? Mengapa saya tidak bisa membuangnya keluar dari pikiran saya? Mengapa iblis yang masih menghantui pikiran saya, mimpi saya, hidup saya? Mengapa tidak bisa saya lupakan dia? " Pikiran Jodha itu menangis keluar pertanyaan-pertanyaan mati rasa. Jodha tahu dia cant ... dia tidak pernah bisa ... melupakan malam itu, ia kehilangan semua kepada setan itu. Dia masih bisa merasakan tatapan sehat nya ... erotis bernapas ... sentuhan mendominasi nya nya. Dia masih bisa merasakan tangan-tangan philanderous berpesta di tubuhnya. Jodha rusak di lantai ... memeluk kakinya dengan kedua lengannya dan membenamkan wajahnya di antara lututnya ... dia menangis keras ... biarkan rasa sakitnya melarikan diri melalui air matanya ... dia menangis dan menangis ... malam hampir berakhir. Di luar dunia ini bangun untuk fajar baru tetapi untuk jodha itu hanya replika dari mereka, dia hidup untuk yang terakhir empat setengah tahun ...