Baby Sugar

treasure

"Yuk went up, later his Om waiting," said Laura smiling, trying to calm her friend who was sulking.

Sinta frowned, but according to to ride on her friend's motorcycle. They head to Laura's boarding house first, to change Sinta's village clothes.

About three minutes away at medium speed, they finally arrived at the quiet boarding house of Laura.

"So quiet, Ra? Where's the guy going?" sinta asked confusedly while following Laura.

"At bedtime, Mother boarding also seems to have gone to sleep, not papa also times, we'll not disturb people to sleep," replied Laura while unlocking her room.

"But I'm okay to visit your hostel gini nights?" Sinta made sure, who knows the rules in Laura's boarding house are different from the rules in her boarding environment.

"Well, my dad, Sin, who can't meet guys all night, if girls' guests are okay," Laura said, choosing clothes for Sinta.

"Now, you're wearing this shirt, yeah. Cepetan change your clothes, so that his Om will not wait long." Laura handed him a brown dress made of cotton cloth, with a low cleavage and a howl on each shoulder.

"Remain sure, Ra? How are the clothes lacking in gini material? How cold will I be?" Sinta looked confused at the dress in his hand, he flipped through the clothes, ascertaining whether the clothes were indeed torn or indeed the model of his clothes like that.

"Yes, that's a nice shirt, Sin. Very suitable in your body that is rather thin, if in me anyway, a bit small, because my body contains, he he."

Sinta finally obeyed the words of her friend, she changed her shabby clothes with the brown dress. Then Sinta took off her trousers, Sinta felt that something was wrong at ********** and her thigh, she realized that she was not wearing short or shorts.

"Ra, do you have shorts? I'm afraid I'll just wear panties and not wear shorts" said Sinta worried

"No need to go short, Sin. Let it be sexy, you are beautiful. Trust me the same. Now sit on my makeup chair yeah, I groom you." Laura pulled Sinta's hand, forcing her to sit in front of the glass.

"Look, you're beautiful, Sin. Especially if you polish a little make-up, surely your beauty aura will be more charming," said Laura expressed her words of praise. His hands swiftly smeared Sinta's face with solid powder, blash on, eyeliner, mascara, eyeshadow, and did not forget a polish on the lips with matte lipstick.

"Beautiful! You'll get paid more, Sin! You can buy anything you want! You're in luck, Sin!" Laura stared at the glass where Sinta was sitting in front of her.

Sinta is no less amazed by her face, how can it be beautiful gini? That question filled his head. She thought this was the miracle of Laura's hand in polishing it.

"Eh, Ra. You said your contract with Om Heri one year, means your contract has expired? But this afternoon you said you were still her boyfriend, Om Heri? What's the story? I don't understand, dong explained!" Sinta twisted the end of her super short dress, above the knee, passing slightly from her underwear.

"Yes, my contract was originally a year, but Om Heri turned out to be comfortable with me, so when the contract expired, Om Heri Extended his contract by two years," explained Laura.

"Hem, that's it. If the contract is extended, it's Ra's payment?"

"Yes dong, Sin. Masa' want the contract extended but the payment is not? Loss dong!"

"Certainly, if one year of the contract is five hundred million, it means that if it is extended by two years, how much will it pay?"

"Yes you count yourself, I just can not count because so many, Sin. Yuk, we're leaving!" Laura pulled Sinta's hand out of the house.

"Eh, you wear my wedges yes, your flip-flops are ugly, 'will not fit the dress is neat but the joints are ugly," Laura said as she picked up her wedges lined up on the shelf, which she said, a great deal.

Laura handed the wedges matching color with Sinta's clothes, coincidentally their shoe size is not much different.

Not to forget Laura lent a small bag to Sinta, as tentengan in hand, so do not count the villages really.

Once again Sinta set herself on the windshield of Laura's boarding house, she could not lie, actually she was beautiful with such makeup.

But his little heart refused, rebelling.

Sinta is not a hijab-wearing woman. But even though she rarely wears hijab, Sinta still knows which clothes are appropriate and which ones are not worth wearing. Her mother in the village often advised her to close the aurat, even if not hijab, at least wear clothes that are worth wearing, at least sleeves under the shoulders, and a minimum limit of skirts or pants under the knees.

But now? Sinta broke her mother's trust. Indeed, his heart felt very sinful, but he assured once again, that this was only to ease his mother's burden, to pay the price of books and their needs were running out.

Even this morning, the rice supply was only a handful. He wanted to find a side job while attending school, but until now the job has not been found. Want to sell small food, he has no capital.

***

"Hi, Om. It's been a while, huh?" laura asked the masculine man who was sitting casually enjoying a cup of coffee.

"About ten minutes, let's sit down first." The man beckoned Laura and Sinta to sit on the empty chair.

The man called a caffe waiter.

"What do you want to eat? We eat together. Don't hesitate, let's take a look at the menu!" The man presented the menu list that the waiter brought.

Laura looked through the menu list, Sinta clumsy herself, especially when the other man who had not spoken just now continued to observe her body from top to bottom, like stripping her naked with his sharp gaze.

"What do you want to eat, Sin? If I want a steak with orange juice," Laura asked Sinta.

"I-I took your order too, Ra." Sinta was nervous as she lowered her head, not daring to look at the men sitting opposite them.

"Okay, if Heri's what message?" Laura asked the man in front of her.

"Same on you too" he said softly. The fragrance of her perfume went out to Sinta's nose. Making it a little nauseous, understandably, Sinta is not used to the smell of perfume, because in her village rarely people wear perfume that smells sharp like Om Heri, if any, usually named perfume. It also smells soft, does not smell sharp and makes dizziness and nausea.

"I don't eat, you guys." Finally the man beside Heri opened his voice. He reached into the cellphone in the shirt pocket, then switched his gaze from the cellphone to Sinta.

Caffe waitress left, Laura introduced Sinta to the prospective boyfriend who would sign her.

"Know, Om. This is the friend I told you about this afternoon, her name is Sinta. Come on, Sin, acquaintance first," said Laura half forcefully, while holding Sinta's hand.

The man stretched out his hand,

"Wijaya, just call it Om Jaya" he said.

"S-Sinta ..," said Sinta nervously, hurriedly pulling out her helping hand. His palms were cold sweaty, wet. Likewise with sweat on his temple, pouring profusely, several times wiping violently. In fact, the AC in this room is quite cold, but he looks hot.

Sinta's left hand tugged at the end of her dress hoping to extend and cover her knees. When someone peeks from under the table, his underwear will be visible.

"Not to be nervous, Sin. Usually, later you will get used to it, do not be afraid." Laura smiled at the smile.

Sinta responded with a faint smile.

Soon, their order came, Sinta gulped, she was very hungry, especially the smell of the food was uploading tastes, for a lifetime, this time in front of her in the field of delicious food. Sinta can't wait to taste.

Wait a minute, Sinta is confused, how to eat with a small knife and fork?

During his life, he always ate by hand, or when the food he ate was fruiting, he used a spoon. Then now? Why is there no spoon? Did the caffe waiter forget to provide a spoon?

Sinta glanced at the plate of Om Heri and Laura, just the same. On their plates there are no spoons. That means the waiter didn't forget. Mana may forget together, if only one plate does not use a spoon, then the waiter had forgotten.

Sinta tried to cut the meat, Laura beside him ate voraciously, Om Heri was the same. While Om Jaya was busy with her dress, occasionally glancing towards Sinta with her eyes tails.

Platikk!

The meat that was trying to be cut by Sinta jumped to the opposite, namely into the hands of Om Jaya.

All eyes on the table were on Sinta. As soon as Sinta's face was red, she was very, very embarrassed. He wanted to submerge himself to the bottom of the earth.

"M-sorry, Om. Sinta unintentionally, Sinta can't-" Sinta hasn't had time to finish her speech nervously, Om Jaya interrupted.

"It's okay, Sinta. Don't you need to apologize. You're so funny huh, ha ha ha." Om Jaya laughed, but she was not angry. Laura and Om Heri also laughed, Sinta's cheeks getting red.

...

After the meal that caused an embarrassing impression for Sinta, Om Jaya invited Sinta to a hotel, he said something was discussed, meanwhile, Laura and Om Heri also entered the hotel room adjacent to Sinta and Om Jaya.

Sinta had protested, why he was in a hotel room alone with an unknown man in the ins and outs.

"You want money, don't you, Sin? Make book money, pay SPP, buy nice clothes, bags, shoes, make snacks too?" laura whispered as Sinta tried to refuse to be taken to the hotel room.

Finally Sinta resigned, again an urgent need that made him forced to be brought to the room by unknown people.

Sinta sat on the edge of the bed with a white sheet, her eyes sweeping over the view of the room.

He was amazed at the luxury around him. How not, during his life just this time entering a place called a hotel. He felt like a rich man, he often saw soap operas on his neighbor's TV in the village, his room was very similar to the room he occupied now.

Om Jaya locked the door after calling someone outside, smiled and sat very close to Sinta.

"You are so beautiful, Sinta. I love your sweet face" said the man, opening the conversation.

Sinta was nervous, he did not dare to look at Om Jaya.

Om Jaya grabs Sinta's trembling hand, then the other hand grabs Sinta's chin, aligning it with her jaw-dropping face.

The cup!

A kiss on the lips made Sinta very surprised.

His heart churned, between wanting to get angry and wanting to feel that delicious sensation again.

"You take it easy with the payment, you can say how much you want," the man shrieked in Sinta's ear.

Sinta swallowed the saliva with difficulty, cold sweat returned to her body.

"A-I'm willing-" Sinta was nervous as she brushed off the rogue hand guerrilla on her smooth thigh.

"How, darling? Five hundred million? Hundred million? Say as you please!" Om Jaya said in a voice heavier than before, a voice clad in satanic lust!

"A-anu, emm, I want li-five hundred million ..," said Sinta to join the lustful man.

"Well, I'll give you the money after you have fun with me, sweet boy. Don't forget, five hundred for a year!" Om Jaya took off her shirt buttons.

Sinta deg-degan, her heart almost dislodged seeing the scene in front of her. Just this time he saw the bare-chested man, moreover, the fine hairs on the chest of the man in front of him were looking terrible in Sinta's eyes.

Om Jaya smiled meaningfully while stripping her clothes to the end, she now turned to Sinta. Forcing Sinta to take off her clothes, Sinta revolted, she did not expect it to be like this, she thought, she was only dating Om-Om, then given money, not by being forced into this way.

"Please! Help me!" scream Sinta trying to get away. But he lost quickly, Om Jaya pulled his hand, then carried it to a super soft mattress, freeing his body without a thread.

"I beg you, let me go hiks hiks ...." Sinta sniffles at Om Jaya's deck.

"unleash? Ha ha ha, you sweet child is also a stupid girl! How can I let you go if you're already under contract with me? Don't pretend to be stupid, sweet boy. Hasn't your friend told you what your job is that it's getting paid so much?"

Sinta shook her head, of course she did not know and did not expect, in this case, Laura had deceived her. Just get him! Sinta repeatedly took out an oath of absorbency for Laura, but in vain, no one heard it. Laura herself was having fun with her sugar daddy in the next room. They are separated by a cement wall.

So angry and busy cursing Laura, Sinta to forget that there are foreign men who explore every inch of her body, disgusting!

Sinta repeatedly kicked her legs into Om Jaya's body, and her hands tried to claw, but the man was stronger than her, he locked Sinta's movements, Sinta could not wiggle, Sinta was unable to, only resigned when Om Jaya began to enjoy the screams of her cry.

Perih, pain, and grief, which Sinta felt at that time, how not? He regretted asking Laura.

'Forgive me Mother, I can't keep your trust, I'm so guilty of you, Mom. Forgive me ...' said Sinta in her heart, her tears flowing more and more, trying to endure the pain that was very intense.

While the inhuman man in front of Sinta, enjoyed every scream of the poor girl. He's satisfied! This was the second time he had enjoyed the sweetness of the honey of a virgin, the first of which was of course his wife.

But baby, for Sinta it was not a happy moment, he was very angry, hateful, upset, also desperate. He hoped his life would end then and there.

Om Jaya smiled triumphantly seeing the body of the poor girl below him sluggish, without any more resistance.

He is proud to have snatched away the sweetness of honey before the actual harvest time.