At the End of My Tired!

Xcii Part

"Maas. I. until..." Racau a woman in a tenement room, not far from the nightly entertainment area.

"Together.. Accept this.." Strong and deep beat accompanied by a long groan, a marker if the act of sinful favor is over.

"Ha.ha... Mas.. You're crazy." Read the woman on her date.

"When I'm pregnant how? Don't think you're that." Continue in a annoyed tone.

"That's good, which means I can get you out of this slum. What money I love so far is lacking, until you choose to stay in a place like this." Reply the man is no less upset. Time and again asking the woman to move away from, is just a rejection she gets.

The risk of falling in love with a comfort woman, even though she is no longer serving any man. Still he wants women to move from there, come with him and get married. He does not care about the woman's past, for her he is also a sinful man. Fair right? He is not looking for the perfect woman, but together, they are perfecting each other.

"I can't, I've said many times. There's something holding me back from staying here, I can't tell you yet." Said the woman for the umpteenth time. "Or if I told you why I was, would you accept." Ask the woman defiantly.

"What's the reason you can't come with me, Dara?" The man asked back in an annoyed tone.

"It's mas, I can't leave him with Sasa. His future will be the same as Sasa or all of us, I can't bear it. I've been looking after her since she was a red baby. I love you, mas. Dear Banget, as great as my affection is to you. I can't choose a car, it's hard. Please understand." Dara handed her phone to her boyfriend.

"Liatin first, mas. You have just been so rich." Dara forced Satria to look at her phone.

Satria was forced to see what her lover was trying to show. The two eyes of Satria almost jumped out, how not the little girl was like a duplicate of Keyra, her beloved girl. How could Reegan ever fuck another woman besides Sarah. But considering how cute the man was, it felt impossible. But the name of man, it could be khilaf, the deepest sin of a person who knows.

"Who is this little boy, tell Dara? Who?" I don't know, Satria suddenly felt emotional. Anything related to her Keyra, always makes her emotions feel on a rollercoaster.

"Mas, you hurt me. Mas release, it hurts." The moaning of pain Dara resuscitated Satria, the man looking at the direction of his hand that was suffocating the woman.

"Sorry baby, sorry. You're okay, I really didn't mean it. I was..." Satria paused her speech, when there was a knock on the door.

The man looked at his lover's face, with a questioning look. Could it be that her lover was still accepting other customers, other than her. He'll kill the man if he's right.

Satria rushed to wear his boxer without wearing a shirt, the man took the gun behind the jeans he was wearing earlier.

"Mas, you want to do it anyway. Let me open it. Keep that gun back, maybe my friend wants something. You'll make him afraid later." Said the woman nagging while wearing her clothes, without using the interior.

"Well, just a minute, I can't wait." The grumpy woman was annoyed, not to mention the lover who kept following her from behind. Makes the woman a little frustrated.

"Yes, what's the matter...." The woman stared at who was knocking on her house in the middle of the night.

"Kiraa, jeez. Here come in, you why are the nights like the rich rain-drenched gini, hmmm?" Patently the woman wiped the child's face and tidied her hair.

"Change clothes first, let's mama Dara bathe. You're this warm, my God. I don't have a brain, people. Kira must be told to beg again, until the rich gini nights are still outside." The woman's cerocos was relentless, while Satria was glued to her place standing.

That little boy, how could it be so similar to his Little Keyra back then. Satria wanted to ask a lot of things to her lover, but seeing the woman constantly nagging made her squeak.

"Here, sit here. Mama Dara tarokin eucalyptus oil. This is you why can't you just try this.?"

"Mother is angry, Kira just brought home the 71k. He said not enough, Kira was told to work again, if not dapet many can not go home rich ordinary." Obviously the little girl made Satria's heart seem pinched. Which crazy parents would have told such a small child, to work late into the night.

"Trus why not just come here, and go somewhere else first. Next time you are told to beg for another night, don't want to. Let the money be dear Mama Dara. Lying just say the results of begging or mulung. Kira is still in the mood too.?"

"Still, mama Dara. Kira mulung in the high garbage mountain, many friends, Kira often given to eat the same people in the cardboard house. Eating boiled cassava with spicy terasi, delicious. Kira likes." Said the little girl sumringah, as if what she told me was a super delicious meal in the style of a 5-star restaurant.

"That's called sambel terasi, Kira. Not spicy terasi. You do not often eat terasi, later your sweat smell. Mama Dara's son is beautiful gini really smells terasi, not really. Don't be as creepy as begging too, later Mama Dara love you 100k a day. Later the love of the pennies, so that your crazy mother does not tell you to work until these nights." The chat style of the two women of different generations was listened to carefully by Satria.

There was a warm feeling that spread in his heart, as hard as the struggle of the little girl's life before him. Shame him on himself, choosing a job as a hit man. For his life to be established.

"Trus mama Dara got money from where? Mom said that I don't want to get money. Mama is not like that, said mbok at the cardboard house that bad talk. Can't know what it means, Kira will grow to know for herself he said." Oh, my God, it's very desirable for Satria to shoot her bullet through that immoral woman's brain. How could such a small child be poisoned with foul words.

"Geez your mother, her brain is broken. Don't hear it, it's bad shit. True said mbok at home cardboard, Kira can not know the meaning. Can make the tongue break, so Kira do not say rich words that again ya." As bad as he is, will not bear on such a small child.

It's just that she's not as lucky as other women, high school and has a good career. Her greedy father sold her a week before her graduation exam. Teenagers are given a high dose of stimulant drugs, in order to serve striped-nose men.

He was sold in the brothel, until finally a year ago met with Satria. When he accidentally helped the man hide from his enemies. From there the seed of love began to grow on the handsome man, but he always felt unworthy. Until finally Satria managed to convince Dara, to believe in the sincerity of her love. Wherever he bought from a pimple in the brothel, but the woman did not want to move from the area.

Now Satria knew the reason, the great affection for the little girl was what kept the lover, to stay there.