ALITA'S SECRET
Chapter 1
"Hi Alita..."
DEG.
The heart of the woman named Alita was pounding loudly hearing a voice calling out to her.
He memorized the heavy voice typical of smokers who often come to disturb him.
Mr. Burhan, a man over fifty years old who's always looking for him.
"Tonight accompany me, I'll pay dear."
Alita shook her head and placed the scissors on the table, rushing inside.
"Why lo?" Tanya Ria, her cute short-haired co-worker.
"There's Mr. Burhan." Alita tidied up the stuff.
"Why do you nolak mulu? He paid big. Laden, at least an hour." Ria sneering.
"You're there, I don't want to do anything with Ms. Ina." Alita remembers how cruel Bu Ina was Pak Burhan's wife.
He had been grabbed and scratched when delivered by Mr. Burhan.
If he deals with Mr. Burhan, he may not be safe to go home.
"Ri, I'm going home first. Through the back door." Alita hurried away.
Ria bobbing head. "Still a holy grail lo, Al. Though you need a lot of money to pay off your aunt's debt."
Alita rushes to her contract not far from her workplace florist.
Sometimes he looks around and checks that no one is following him.
Arriving at the shabby contract, he rushed in and locked the door.
***
Because Mr. Burhan continues to pursue him, somehow Alita moved places. Move jobs, move contracts.
Somehow Mr. Burhan found it here.
Though he had moved far from Tangerang to Depok.
But Mr. Burhan is not content to touch his body.
All this time all of them were looking at him so demeaningly.
Five years ago, Aunt Vira, the only family Alita had, and who cared for her since childhood, died in an accident.
During her life, Aunt Vira worked as a comfort woman. Always come home in the morning, bring a man in.
Bad image is already attached.
Mr. Burhan is one of Aunt Vira's frequent dating customers. Therefore, Mr. Burhan often met with Alita.
As soon as Aunt Vira died, Mr. Burhan was after Alita.
Alita avoids fear because she knows what Mr. Burhan's wife is.
Aunt Vira has even been in the hospital mistreated by Bu Ina's thugs.
So he moved away from Mr. Burhan, avoiding Bu Ina.
***
"Dueh... Where else do I move?" Alita pacing, anxious.
"I have to go. I can't stay here long. Mr. Burhan will know where I live." Alita rushed to clean up her things, and left the house.
It's almost midnight.
Once out of the alley, his steps stopped to see the thugs of Mr. Burhan's men.
He retreated and hid behind a tree.
"May they not find me."
He was afraid because Aunt Vira left a huge debt to Pak Burhan of fifty million.
The debt was too heavy to pay Alita and Mr. Burhan pressured her to sleep with him, and the debt was considered paid off.
He doesn't want to deal with Mr. Burhan.
As soon as she was sure it was safe, Alita rushed away.
Far enough away, he stopped at a coffee shop that was still open.
He was tired of running away.
"Where else should I go?" Alita's confused.
"Zinc, coffee?" Tawar the shopkeeper's mother.
"Tea sweet angel aja ma'am."
"Neng is good."
Once the drink was ready, he gulped impatiently. Stomach hungry. Often he only drank sweet tea to suppress his hunger.
He sighed in relief, his stomach warmed. Sugar can make it full.
He was stunned again. "Where should I find a job?"
He only worked a week at Florist. But he had to leave without a salary.
"Where I have no money. My money yesterday was made to pay the contract. What do I have to do now?" Alita covered her face, desperate.
"Neng, Neng isn't this guy?" Ask Bu Imah the shopkeeper.
"Yes Mom. I am from the village next door. I'm looking for a job."
"Lho Neng is looking for work?"
"Mom have a job for me?"
"I don't exist. I just open a small coffee shop, can not pay. But Mr. Arkan yesterday asked me to find a housekeeper. You want?"
Alita. "You ma'am, at least I have a job and a place to live."
"Well then. His house was at the end of the street before the turn, white. Number 32. Soon morning, I'll just take you there."
"Thank you, Mom." Alita is glad there's a savior.
"Now you rest inside. Let's not get sleepy tomorrow morning we're facing Mr. Arkan."
"Thank you again, Mom." Alita is welcome to enter the stall and rest on a bamboo bench.
He lay down trying to find a comfortable position. Finally he can sleep for a while to unwind.
He soon fell asleep.
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