
After teaching at the family home of Raka Bramantyo. Prita so often daydream.
He did not expect the man at the station who collided with him was a friend in the park
his children. Prita took the frame stored in the closet. Over there
in the photo she is still a cute little girl. But everyone said that he was very
beautiful when small and foretelling when big will be a beautiful girl and become
male rebutant.
Her mother's friends often self-examined if they came to the house.
"Ohh Risa, your child is still small this is already beautiful, her skin is fine and
langsat, his face is like a star in the movie. How can you have
this lovely child."
"Yes Risa, your son is cute and beautiful, if he grows up, he will be transformed into
what a charming girl. A lot of guys are gonna go after him."
.
His mother just smiled, and was proud of the cute and beautiful Prita. Word
aunts and uncles, Prita's beauty declined from her great-grandmother
her grandmother. She herself could not remember how her grandmother looked. It just
hearing like that.
Many say so, while Prita himself just feels
he's mediocre. Be beautiful but have nothing
his family was only the lower middle class.
Relying on inheritance from parents only. Added by his mother
had experienced prolonged depression after the death of the firstborn and
her husband's. Prita didn't get the affection of her father and mother when she
toddler.
This makes Prita does not want to make himself flashy between
his friends. He listened more and became a listener
good. She was a hard-hearted girl and not shy.
Every time he wanted something he asked people
exactly, as I said, since kindergarten
Prita immediately told the teacher that he wanted to go to school. But his mother was sick and
his father no longer exists.
"Rakasiwi, he is the son of a conglomerate named Raka Bramantyo
and his kind and friendly mother, Mardo Prameswari. Why my heart
feel comfortable with them? wh-what will they be
will it be my family?"
Oh, I don't want grandiose fantasies. I better live my days
as always. Prita turned her body and hugged the pillow
roll it up and fall asleep.
***
Something changed for her mother. Prita felt that. Mama
now wearing her nice clothes. Shoes and bags. It often
go but don't know where.
Every time he went to teach, his mother prepared
primping. Not usually wear a blush and red lips.
Prita once reprimanded his mother, it is not appropriate to wear
the semen cosmetics, but her mom doesn't care.
"Where are you going, that's a really sexy dress and red face
remember, you are old too."
"Prita! mama also wants to go out for fresh air, mama is at home
keep on, make mama so jutek and and get old fast."
"Oh yeah, it's up to mom."
One day my mom said she was going to marry me
a man he likes. Prita was very angry, he did not understand
what his mother was looking for. They just felt a sense of closeness
and the joy of both. Feeling calm and peaceful why suddenly
mama talks about her marriage to a man.
"I don't agree with you!"
Prita stomps away from home. He pulled out a moge and left
home with an upset heart. All the way behind her tear helmet
rushing.
"Why should Mama get married again? "
I just got close to my mom and felt happy with my mom
beautiful closeness.the joy of both. Ahh, is mom still lacking
happy with me?
Prita never thought, what else is sought by mama? oh this makes me
very sad, sad and confused. The girl continued to speak in her heart.
He rode his mogenya out of town, speeding and passing through various
vehicle, channeling his anger at mama.
At dusk he just came home and then locked himself in his room. Mama
indeed seeing Prita's dislike of her future husband. That guy
just smile and tell Risa to let her child.
"Why Loe Prita? your face is not usually?"
Yunna could immediately see Prita's face that looked annoyed and angry.
"Mama Gwe knows you're getting married again!"
"Apaa? mama Loe wants to marry again? oh my God, who is Prita?"
he's not a good man, I keep thinking about this."
"You'd better tell your uncle and aunt Prita, something might happen, maybe,"
"ah! I can't hope for them, since their attitude was indifferent and indifferent
I just want to die, they don't care."
Yunna could say nothing more. As if there was no way to prevent it
that marriage. And next Saturday, Yonna and her mother came to attend
that marriage. Not many, just close people.
And that night Prita closed her ears hearing the man and her mother
making out in the living room, the room watching tivi and the dining room.
"Risa, let's love we spent our bridal night, just can't wait."
The voice seemed to have been deliberately raised so that he could hear it. It feels Prita
wanted to scream and go with his mogenya out of that house. But the day has
at night, he had to hold himself back.
His room and his mother's room were close together, and he was annoyed to hear
mama's voice whimpering and moaning. And that man is breathing
irregular. Indeed, the distended-bellied man was hugging
Risa strongly, those thick and blackened lips bowed several times
lapping Risa's property, then raised her head for a few minutes to
letting himself and Risa breathe air, then he ducked down again
taste and eat the dishes.
"It turns out you are plump and bahenol darling, brother likes it. Emm this
why swell like this? it's huge."
The man's mouth was very noisy, also his hands were guerrilla, no stopping
mother screamed. Prita surprised. What did the man do to his mother? Pritas
unable to sleep, he wanted to run to his room to see her. But not for long
he heard his mother's voice laugh again, then moans and screams were held back.
Arrrah! Prita stuffed his ears and finally fell asleep in the early hours of the morning. By morning
when he went to teach Anggie, he was sleepy several times and fell asleep while
the boy read the storybook. Anggie it's not like two weeks has been smart
reading, his mother was overjoyed, and wanted her son to learn math.
"Sister Prita! I've finished reading Untung and the magic stork."
Anggie touched his arm several times until Prita woke up and was shocked.
"Sister is asleep, he he he."
"No, I heard Prita reading, indeed her voice was very sweet
make sister sleepy."
"So what's the story of the lucky and the magic stork?"
"Emmm, about the boy named Untung kak. His mother and father died
until he went wandering. Good thing to help an old grandmother in the forest
and in return the grandmother gave Untung a flute. Subsequently
grandma told him to go find the stork in the river.
On the way a lot of strange events after he held the flute.
Fortunately wanted to be pounced on by the tiger, but when he saw the flute in the boy's hand
the tiger ducked, so did the snake, and the crocodile all bowed down
that boy's.
"Well, you can already read even the retelling that has been
read, congratulations."
Anggie smiled happily, "Because of Prita's sister I can read."
"Because your hard work is beautiful too."
Prita then said goodbye, his head felt dizzy circling.
"So, I'll go home, see you tomorrow."
Prita rushed over, and she collapsed onto her bed after putting her mogenya in.
The girl forgot to close the door of her room, her stepfather's man checked forward
he saw the door open and he pushed a little. Prita fell asleep, and
the man's eyes devoured the body of the girl who was spitting. He gulped his saliva until
his jakun moved up and down looking at Prita from the face, neck and stopped at a large blob
on the chest of the girl, then her waist was filled and her legs were wrapped in jeans.
"Bang Abidin!"
Risa's voice calling out to her from behind made her hurriedly leave
the room was and pretended to check in front.
"That's your son apparently coming home, he's not closing the door anymore."
"Oh, Prita, he used to go and go home."
"I'm done cooking, we eat yuk."
"Go first, I'll finish my cigarette first."
Risa immediately to the back, the man threw away his cigarette and, taking his time
peeking at Prita's room door. His eyes grew bigger and full of pangs and
that's clumping behind the girl's shirt. "I should be able to taste the body
that beautiful and fresh one, unlike Risa's already saggy and old body!"
it imposes.
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