Being a Night Butterfly

TMKF 01

Melinda pretended to enjoy the long night she was having with a thick man. Can only be silent when the man keeps pumping himself. Seek satisfaction from her body. Melinda wanted to cry. Remember that man is not her husband. However, Melinda could not have done that. He still needs money for his son's treatment. 

Just as the man was about to reach the top, Melinda's phone rang loudly. The man growled because he was disturbed. Unlike Melinda who was suddenly agitated. He forgot, did not change the ring of the phone to silent mode as usual. 

"It's so noisy!" as the man said. Without stopping its activity. 

"Let me take that call first, sir. Probably important." Melinda begged in between her sigh*nnya. The restlessness mixed into one with a sense of pleasure that he actually did not really enjoy. 

"No! It's good to disturb my enjoyment!" 

Until the ringing stopped, the man did not stop his movement at all and only stopped when he reached the top. After resting for a while, the man returned to wearing his clothes and put money on the nightstand. 

"I reduced your pay because your phone was so annoying earlier," he said as he passed away. Leaving Melinda still lying in bed. Using a blanket to cover his innocent body. 

Melinda took the money in the nightstand which amounted to four hundred thousand rupiahs. Though usually he will get five hundred thousand in one play. Very cheap for self-esteem. 

Melinda stayed in place for a long time. There was no zeal to rise because his mind was so chaotic. Eager to quit this job, but his son—Fathariandi commonly called Atha—still need a lot of money for the cost of treatment of leukemia suffered. It is also what makes Melinda forced to become a woman night to earn money. 

After the fatigue slowly faded, Melinda switched to picking up the phone on the nightstand to see who called earlier. Fatih, her husband. With reason, the woman called her husband back.  

"Hallo, Mommy. Sorry, it was a cafe rame once so I didn't have time to pick up the phone" Melinda told a lie. Her husband doesn't even know what Melinda's job really is. As the man knew, Melinda worked in a cafe. 

"What time are you home!" The man's voice sounded half-snaps. 

Melinda took a deep breath. Already understood and familiar with the attitude of her husband tempramental. 

"Don't you know my schedule, Mom. I'll be home at one in the morning. As usual when the cafe's closed." Melinda lied further and further. 

It is true as the saying goes, if we do one lie it will create other lies. Melinda knew what was done was wrong. However, he had no other choice. Only this job was able to make him earn quite a lot of money in a quick time. 

"Review that you're home late!" the hardic. 

"Yes, Mas. I'll go home when the cafe closes. Is Artha asleep?" ask Melinda. 

"It." Fatih answered ketus. 

"Melinda!" 

Melinda shut her phone when she heard a scream from outside the door. 

"Mas, I'll turn it off first. I'm called the boss." 

Without waiting for a response from across the phone, Melinda turned off the call. In fact, Melinda accidentally turned off her phone so that Fatih would no longer contact. When you just put your phone on the nightstand, enter a woman who wears a very sexy dress. Walk arrogantly while smoking cigarettes. 

"Tante Sisca, what's wrong?" ask Melinda. 

"Sorry, Aunt. I just forgot to turn my phone off" Melinda said. 

"Then you must serve one more man. He's on his way here so I hope you didn't make the same mistake" Aunt Sisca ordered in a half-snaps. 

"Tante, but I haven't cleaned myself up. In fact, my body is still tired." Melinda complained. He was tired and his bones were broken. 

"There's still half an hour. I think it's enough for you to clean up and dress up as beautifully as possible to be attractive." Aunt Sisca took a deep sip of her cigarette and got up and left the room. 

Melinda just stared at Aunt Sisca's back which slowly moved away from the view. He must get back up and must not lose from fatigue. Not bad, for a second customer usually the money earned will be a little more. 

With a bang, Melinda got out of bed and cleaned herself up. Wearing a sexy dress is also fragrant so that the man is tempted by it. No one knew, behind Melinda's sweet smile, there was a wound that was hidden tightly. 

****

Melinda closed her eyes when she was in a taxi to go home. He should have gone home half an hour ago, but the tenant man asked for company to chat for a minute with a wage of one hundred thousand rupiah, of course Melinda did not miss the opportunity. It is good to add to the income today. 

When the taxi stopped, Melinda rushed down. Her husband's house was already dark, only the front yard lights were still on, it wasn't too bright either. Melinda was convinced that all the inhabitants of the house were asleep.

Melinda took the key from inside the bag. Open the door and go straight to the room. When she entered, Melinda frowned because Atha was only sleeping alone. Fatih was not at home. With a slow motion Melinda sat on the edge of the bed and grabbed her cell phone and called her husband. 

It's not a question of why he came home late. Except a loud crack. Like it's gonna rip out his heart. If she was in such a situation, Melinda knew that her husband was currently at the gambling table and intoxicated. 

"Mother ... Mommy ...." 

Melinda's attention was distracted when she heard Atha delirious. He put the phone away and went up to the bed and hugged his son. 

"Mom's home yet?" ask Atha. His voice was so soft because he was still sleepy. In fact, his eyes looked half closed. 

"Yes, mom just came home from overtime. Come on, get some sleep. I need a break." Melinda clenched her arms and closed her eyes to let Atha sleep again. However, the boy opened his eyes unnoticed by Melinda. 

"Mother" call Atha Iirih. 

"Hmm, why, honey?" ask Melinda without opening her eyes. 

"Why do you always come home at night and sometimes even in the morning? Don't you want to work during the day so I can sleep with Mom every night?" 

Melinda could only be silent when she heard the question from Atha. 

"I'm sorry, honey. I will look for a job during the day. Now you go to sleep." Melinda gently rubbed Atha's forehead to get the child back to sleep. 

I'm sorry, dear. For now let us be like this. If you recover, I promise I'll quit my job now.