
Bowo came to Cyntia's house. His condition is half-shake. His clothes look messy.
"Where are you, Mom?" ask Cyntia.
"From cafe. Find the wind" replied Bowo.
"Find the wind the smell of alcohol. You drinking again?" ask Cyntia.
"Sjust kittin. Make a dizzy call," replied Bowo.
"Dizziness why else? Alya scolding you?" ask Cyntia again.
"I didn't go to Alya's house. I stayed there two nights yesterday. It should be your allotment tonight" replied Bowo.
"From now on, I'll give it to Alya. Pity your child, if you rarely meet. You don't know his father" said Cyntia.
"You really broke off our relationship?" ask Bowo. He felt pity as well after hearing Cyntia's miserable life story.
"For the sake of your son, Mas. I don't want any more children to suffer because of me" replied Cyntia.
But for Rashid's children, even Cyntia felt no guilt. They become bad children, naughty or whatever, it's because of the behavior and the way Rashid taught wrong.
Poor people as good as Alya who finally had to be his victim. Although in the end Cyntia became resentful of Alya, due to Alya's hurtful words.
"Thank you, Cyn. You can't suffer either. I will protect you as much as I can" Bowo said sincerely.
Bowo loved Cyntia very much from the beginning. Although Cyntia's work is not halal, Cyntia is always kind to others.
He likes to donate his money for good. Help anyone in need. Bowo understands that.
"Please, Mas. I will not suffer, though. You don't worry about me" said Cyntia.
Cyntia is not the type of person who likes to be pitied. But he always felt sorry for others. That was what Rashid used to use.
Almost all of the good qualities of Cyntia were used as money for Rashid. At that time, Cyntia like an ATM running. Which could easily transfer money to Rashid.
Even the ATM card that Rashidpun uses, belongs to Cyntia. Rashid just swiped it when he wanted something.
But after Cyntia feels lied to, Cyntia is like a life-extracting angel.
He took all the facilities he gave to Rashid and his children.
"Yes. I-i know. You are a very independent woman. And also..exciting," said Bowo.
Bowo, who has been influenced by liquor, no longer remembers his desire to end the relationship.
Cyntia hands down, and Bowo begins to kiss her. He traced Cyntia's delicate hand with a kiss.
"Mas, don't do this. Later you can not hold back again," said Cyntia.
Cyntia tries to keep Bowo's head away from her hands. Because Bowo's head is getting closer to Cyntia's chest which still looks full and chewy.
One of the most popular assets of Cyntia Bowo. And Bowo can linger there.
"Can I still?" ask Bowo.
"Can what?" ask Cyntia.
"Shield here, until I sleep." Bowo appoints two Cyntia twin assets.
Bowo has a strange habit. When alone with Cyntia, he could not sleep if he had not sucked his face there.
"Don't, Mas. Kebablasan. You have Alya. He's younger than me. It must be more chewy than mine" said Cyntia.
"But I like yours, Cyntia...!" Bowo nyusruk into it.
"Mas..don't...!" Cyntia kept trying to keep Bowo's head away.
"This one time, Cyntia. Need it. I need you." Bowo won't keep his head away either.
Cyntia keeps dodging, but Bowo keeps attacking her. Until Cyntia's self-defense collapses.
He also resigned in Bowo's confinement.
They forget they are still in the living room.
They also forget that the door of Cyntia's house is still open. They keep doing it. Even without taking off their clothes.
Cyntia who also could no longer hold back, only needed to reveal her short negligee.
A fun game. Like an abege kid who's stealing opportunities.
Until finally, a loud voice stopped their activities.
"Y...! Stop that!"
"Mah...!" bowo said as he pulled up his zipper.
"Your work, Pa!" alya shouted while holding Aldo who was asleep.
Alya visits Cyntia's house with an online motorcycle taxi. And also while holding Aldo. Until Aldo fell asleep exposed to a gust of wind that is quite strong. The driver takes the motor slowly.
"And you...!" Alya pointed towards Cyntia who had tidied up her clothes again.
Bowo stood up. Then he approached Alya.
"Don't come any closer!" shout Alya.
"Mah...!" bowo.
"I said don't come any closer. I don't want your filthy body to hit me too Aldo!" sahut Alya's.
"Oh my goodness, Ma. I'm your husband" Bowo said.
"His husband? Husband who fucks a whore?" Alya's words again scratched the wound in Cyntia's heart.
Even though Cyntia was a prostitute, or rather the mother of a prostitute, she was very hurt like that.
Moreover, Cyntia was addressing him while pointing at him.
But Cyntia can't retaliate. Because the truth is he's racing over Bowo's body.
"Mah...!" bowo.
"Give once you, Pa!" alya. Alya smelled the pungent smell of alcohol from Bowo's mouth.
Then Alya immediately turned around and half ran carrying Aldo in her cradle, leaving Cyntia's house.
"Pursue him!" Cyntia.
Bowo complied, then ran after Alya.
Far away out there, Rashid smiled in satisfaction. He managed to make Bowo a throb.
"Mama! Wait, Ma!" shout Bowo.
Alya doesn't care. He just kept running. Eventually, he hit a tree and fell with Aldo.
"Astaghfiullah!" Alya opened her eyes. He fell off the couch with Aldo in his arms.
Alya had a bad dream.
Aldo was hot and fussy. He doesn't want to be put to bed. He wants to be carried on.
Alya had to carry it, with a baby carrier that was still stored neatly in Aldo's closet.
And since Alya was also sleepy, it made her fall asleep.
Why do I dream about Cyntia? And Bowo's mas? Why do it with Cyntia.
Do they have a relationship?
While out there, Bowo also fell asleep in a cafe. Bowo was drunk. So that his promise would come to Cyntia's house, forgotten.
Cyntia herself did not care, because Rashid had already left. And probably won't come back.
Cyntia locked the door to her house, because Tomi had also come home. He said he wanted to go home to his parents.
Towards midnight, Bowo is awakened by a cafe waiter.
"Sir. Wakes up. We'll be closing soon" said the cafe waiter, shaking Bowo's arm.
Bowo opened his eyes. With his head still beating, Bowo stood up.
"Mother can go home alone?" ask the cafe waiter. He felt sorry for Bowo.
"could. L'm....Howek...!" Bowo vomits on the cafe floor.
Ouch...! More work again. Inner maid cafe.
He should have gone home, had to retreat again because he had to clean the dirty floor.
At home, his son was very ill. His wife asked him permission first.
After vomiting, Bowo took his wallet. He gave a few hundred thousand bills to the cafe waiter.
"This. Thank you for cleaning up my vomit!"
With his steps still staggered, Bowo walked towards his car.