My name is Imelda, 28 years old this year, been to prison, now there is no way anymore, drowned in prostitution, became the most famous beer-drinking girl in nightclubs.
Everyone says that I am a fox, specially sucking human blood, sexy soul.
Because I was born with a pair of green eyes, these eyes, have determined the direction of my life, which is disciplined.
My mother was born in the arena of love, I have a twin sister, we are both exactly the same, from childhood was a beautiful person, but she is not the same as me, my sister's eyes are like papa, clear flawless, dark as ink.
Papa is a rich, well-known businessman in the local area, he brought his younger sibling home, raised him to be a famous woman admired by many people, while I was a stranger, papa felt I was jinxed, he didn't want to admit me, I even almost drowned in in water.
But mom secretly saved me, hid me and raised me to be big.
Mama warned me before she died, Imelda, never to hate, even to death never be like her.
He wanted me to be an innocent girl, one far from a life of bad luck, and a life of misery.
After my mother died, I had no place to live, when I was hungry I asked beggars for food, when it was cold I slept under a bridge, I suffered a lot of torment, I was sold many times, and I was tortured to become a prostitute.
Men who see my dirty face find it very disgusting, but I always remember mama's words, don't run away from life. When I couldn't live anymore, I hid in street corners and admired the luxurious life of my twin sisters.
Until we were 20 years old.
My sister, Nia, was diagnosed with leukemia, my birth father found me, gave me some money to match my sister.
After the bone marrow transplant, the marriage between my sister's family and the Datu family was close, but my sister's body had not yet recovered. I was forced to become a surrogate for my sister, married into the Datu family as my sister, and gave birth to a child instead of my sister.
One year later, my son who was born to my sister was born, my sister's illness recurred, at first I thought I could return to my true place, but I went to prison for premeditated murder.
I was in prison for five years and have discovered many things.
I thought that even if I was innocent in my life, I became a Buddhist and became a vegetarian, my heart is full of love, I am still a scourge in their eyes, living under society, worthy of being trampled upon, worthy of being taken advantage of by people, and worthy of tortured by people.
This is my life.
But I do not accept my life.
After I was released from prison, to rise from my slump, for the sake of my son, I finally went against my mother's wish and ended up on my old path.
I be a drinking companion in a nightclub,
I very quickly became famous throughout the city, and many prominent officials came to see me.
And I also got someone I wanted to wait for - my ex "husband", Datu.
After five years of not seeing each other, Datu was sitting on the leather couch, his figure taller and slender, his slender fingers smoking a cigarette, and he looked at me with half-squinted eyes.
I stop the cigarette smoke in his hand, my toes follow his sensitive area and hook it to his thigh.
"Husband... I haven't seen you for five years. Do you miss me?"
Datu looked at me deeply and indifferently, grabbed my ankles and opened my legs firmly.
I was ruthlessly pressed down on the table by him, and his cold body clung to mine, his hands holding my neck!
"I miss you! As soon as I thought that the woman I slept with many times was a prostitute, I couldn't help but want to kill you!"
My head hit the table and I almost fainted.
But I still use seductive cat eyes to call him, "But husband... I miss you... every time I do it with other men, I always imagine your face, husband, so many men have been in contact with me, only you are the most hard to forget..."
"Imelda! Why are you so cheap! Why do you make me feel disgusted! You are crazy, jealous, murderer, someone like you why don't you just die in prison!"
Datu slapped me and threw me down.
The pair of eyes that I liked the most were filled with a fire of rage, a scorching fire, and I saw an unforgettable hatred!
Yes, he hates me!
He hates me playing with his feelings!
He hated me because I was a poor and dirty wild woman who tarnished the great name of his extended family!
He hates me for cruelly killing our child.
"Even though you feel I'm dirty, why do you still want to book my room? Isn't it because you still want to have contact with me again?"