Forced to Be a Comforter Woman

Distrusting

Along the way to the hotel, I kept my eyes closed. I pretended to be asleep, to cover up the anxiety of the heart that was being dag-dig-dug not careless, due to the actions of Haris who put a sealbeat on me.

"Udah bye, Ndah." said Haris.

"Oh yeah, bang." I reply.

That's all that came out of my lips when I opened my eyes. I hurried to open the sealbeat that was attached to my body. But, I'm confused how to take it off, hihihi.

Understandably, maybe because of the frequency of taking angkot or bus during in Medan. So, I don't know how to wear and remove sealbeat in a private car.

Haris who saw me having trouble removing the sealbeat, immediately approached and pointed his hand towards my lower left side. And in an instant the "clack," sealbeat was released.

"Huffff, finally." I murmured slowly.

Haris took her little bag, and I also took my bag that was in the back seat.

"Come, Ndah. We'll check in first!" bring Haris.

Haris clasped my hands, and we both walked side by side to the reception desk.

"Sir, is there an empty room?"

Haris asked the female receptionist who was on duty tonight. I just stayed behind Haris, tightening my grip on him.

"There, mas. Room 123 second floor yes." he replied.

The receptionist handed the key that was listed in the room no. Haris instantly received the key with a smile, and thanked him.

"Okay, thank you, ma'am." replied Haris.

I was walking beside Haris, now just following him from behind. Haris kept holding my hand, he did not want to let go of his hand, before he reached the door of the hotel room.

Arriving on the second floor, we both walked straight to the right hallway, until at the end of the hall we stopped, right in front of room 123. Haris immediately opened the door of the room, with his right hand and turned the key twice.

"Czech,"

The door was opened wide, Haris stuck the key to the wall, where the light switches were and the "jrenggg" turned on all the lights, TV and AC. I looked around the room and said...

"It's also good for the room." I murmured.

"Darling!" call Haris.

Haris walked slowly towards the direction where I was standing. He stopped right in front of me. After that, Haris directly hugged my body tightly, even very tightly. To the point that I have trouble breathing.

"Date, iiihhh freelin!" my whine is spoiled.

I thrashed around in Haris' arms, and tried to escape from his embrace.

"So my brother promised. Not going to mess around without my permission." I said back to remind him.

"Just hug, baby." replied Haris as he spread his hand over my stomach.

"Yes, but over time can spread everywhere later." I reply.

"Yes, I give up" said Haris resigned.

Finally, Haris released her embrace. He sat on the right side of the king-sized bed. I sat next to him, picking up the cigarette in my bag.

I put the bag back on the dresser, then glanced a little at Haris. He looked glum, and his face was also in lethargic bends.

"Darling, why is his face so ugly?" ledek.

Hearing my teasing, Haris immediately looked up at his head, to see me who was standing right in front of him.

"Udah is getting naughty right now." replied Haris.

Haris hugged my waist, and stuck her face in my stomach. I just smiled at her behavior, which was sometimes like a sulking child.

"Bang, I'm gonna confide. Want to hear it?" ask me.

I stroked Haris' hair that was still stuck to my stomach. With Haris sitting on the edge of the bed, and legs dangling down. As for me, I was just standing in front of her.

"Tell me, let me hear you!" Haris replied while releasing his embrace on my waist.

I immediately changed the position of the good story. I sat back to Haris, with her legs crossed on my right and left.

Her body stuck to my back, and her two hands curled prettyly around my slender waist. Every now and then Haris kisses my straight hair, and breaks long to the waist.

Sometimes, her kisses were stray to the nape, and my side neck. And it managed to make me shiver not because it made her.

"Abang, iiii. Don't do it, I'm ticklish you know!" my whine.

Not stopping, Haris even more brutal with his naughty action. And, "aahh." I finally started to sigh*h because of his actions.

"When I confide in him if his behavior continues. It could be, even others will happen later." My inner.

Finally, I was forced to stick his head. For him to quit his crazy act, which can make me hot cold not because.

"One, two, three, plot!"

"Www! sick, Ndah." cried Haris.

Haris immediately suffocated strongly while grimacing. He was holding onto his jidat who had just been hit by my jakita.

"Hahahaha, kapok! Who told her from that flirtatious not to be ready? I got goosebumps, didn't know!" my ledek while laughing.

I laughed out loud, when I saw Haris's grimacing face, because of the pain in his eel.

"It's so bad for a girl." - Haris.

"Biarin, weekk." I'll reply.

I stick out my tongue to poke her. Just like a monitor lizard, hahaha. Haris just smiled, responding to my strange behavior.

"No, I'm telling you now!" say me again.

"Yes, tell me a story." replied Haris Lirih.

"Okay, I will start from my main destination to wander into this Batam city. It's because I want to work, and I get a lot of money for my dad." I explained.

"Initially, I was confused as to what job to do here. I'm doing it, just SD grading. Trus, there are friends who volunteered to work at the karaoke place." I continued.

I paused for a second to light a cigarette, then sucked slowly. After a few sucks, I told Haris.

"Working at eight o'clock in the evening, her home at four in the morning. His job is only to accompany drinking and karaoke alone." continued me.

"His base salary is one million and fifty thousand. Got money sitting chas, fifty thousand per table." I continued.

Haris just kept quiet, while continuing to listen to my words. After taking a deep breath, I continued my story.

"The money I brought from the village is also over. Not to mention thinking about my dad who was busy calling me, to ask for money."

I breathe again and smoke a cigarette. After that, I went back to talking at length.

"My brain is dead-end, blom again to pay the cost of five hundred thousand per month. Wasn't it the more stressful I thought of her?"

"And finally, I was forced to accept the work that was in Karaoke. That's better, than I thought." I continued.

I stopped for a moment, smoking back the cigarette in my hand. Seeing me speechless, Haris began to ask me questions.

"Trus, how else is it going?" ask Haris.

Haris was still a henchman sitting behind me, occasionally kissing my hair and neck.

"First study, I only got two million. Trus I send for dad one million five hundred thousand, the rest for my needs and pay the cost." continued me again.

"There were not two weeks after I sent the money, my father contacted me again. Said he needed money again."

I paused my story, then came back smoking cigarettes. After that, I went back to my story.

"Yes, I had to be kasbon with a boss of five hundred thousand. Trus payday time again, father was my target. Must be able to send money above one million five hundred every month. Dad said, buy some land."

"Okay, I'm following his request. Let me be happy, my inner. Let me be miserable here, as long as I'm happy there. That was my thought at that time to Dad."

Hearing the target's words, Haris also re-opened his voice.

"Well, what's on target is that?" ask Haris in wonder.

"I don't know either, bang. It was all a father's request. Okay, I'm continuing the story!"

"But over time, my father got worse. No matter the day, no matter the week. Dad asked for money continuously, to the point that I got sick thinking about it. I've been sick with malaria for a week."

I took a deep breath, and went back to telling Haris about the life I was living.

"I can't work, I can't go anywhere, I'm lying in my room alone. Good thing there are good friends who want to help me, take care of me, and feed me."

"In fact, my drugs are also under his charge. Until finally, the peak of my patience was exhausted, I was furious with my father."

I glared for a moment, recalling my quarrel with my father back then.

"Well, is there money? I need it right now!" pinta dad on the phone call.

"Make what, dad?" ask me.

"Make electricity pay the same" replied the father casually.

"Oh Allah, well." I said softly.

I snorted in annoyance, then took a deep breath and exhaled violently.

"Dad you know, what is my life in this foreign city? I'm a girl running by myself. Without a brother, without anyone knowing a single person." - my scolding.

"If I am sick, if I am tormented by people, if I am killed by people, if I do not eat, because there is no money, and there are still many other things. Do you know all that? Don't know, dad?" ask me. getting upset.

I shed tears. It's sad to feel this heart when it remembers all of it.

"That's just money, money, and money. You never asked me when I was coming home, never asked about my health? Never, has he?" continue me again.

I screamed with mounting emotion. I cried and spoke to my father again.

"What I'm asking is just money. I'm tired, dad. Please understand me once, yeah.please!" pinta.

I turned off the call unilaterally. I cried alone in the room. Reflecting on the fate of the body from childhood to adulthood, must work and work continues without any results. I'm tired, I'm tired.

"O Allah, cheap is my sustenance. My body is healthy, my life is long. So that I can be what my father expects me to be. Amin amin ya rabbal a'lamin."

"That's the burden I've felt all along, bang." I told Haris.

Haris still hugged my body from behind, and stuck his chin on my shoulder.

"Still with you, it's like a lizard stuck in the wall, hihihi." My mind giggled amusedly looking at Haris.

"I'm sad to hear your story, Ndah." Haris murmured in my ear.

I immediately turned to Haris, and looked into his eyes that began to dew and glare. Her tears had already welled up, and a little more almost dripped down my shoulders.

"Abang who only hears is sad. Am I the one who's doing it?" reply me shimmily.

"Yes too." replied Haris slowly.

"Patience, baby. Live all of it with sincerity. Ask God to give it a smooth way" Haris advised me.

"Yes, bang. God willing, I am strong. I'm a strong woman, hehehe." I reply.

I pointed at my arm muscles which were not that much. Haris's laughter immediately broke, when he saw my hilarious action.

"Hahahaha, jerky." swelter Haris.

I deliberately did so, so that the atmosphere was not sad anymore like that. I smiled happily, looking at Haris who was laughing like this.

"So what now, baby?" Haris asked as she kissed my hair from behind.

"What the hell is that?" ask me confused.

I said while pretending to be innocent. I want to make Haris sulk again, like at the beginning.

"Now that is it? Pretend amnesia is also him." replied Haris annoyed.

Haris whined spoiled, he just kept hugging my body from behind.

"Well, what's the hell you want?" I still pretend to be confused.

"Oh yeah, we're sleeping! I'm sleepy." I propose.

I pulled Haris' hand on the bed, then pulled the blanket under his feet.

"Oh yeah, don't fuck around!" say me.

I threatened while rounding my eyes at Haris.

"No promise." replied Haris casually.

Haris and I lay in positions facing each other. Just closing my eyes, Haris suddenly kissed my lips greedily, without asking me for permission first.

I opened my eyes slowly and, "aaaaaaaaa." I was surprised to find Haris who was plundering my lips.

My cry was a little restrained, because my lips were being plucked by Haris's lips. Over time, I began to get carried away with his activities. And finally, there was a world paradise created from the naughty hands of Haris.