LOVING WOMEN FROM ZONA_X

Life Choices

The twilight already seemed to envelop the earth slowly sending its darkness. Beauty Flowers no longer serve customers, long iron doors have covered the shop's glass doors.

"Sorry, today you all come home late" said Selfy.

He and all his employees had just finished arranging the flowers to be sent to the branch store, coincidentally the store where they are the main store of all existing Beauty Flowers stores.

Some officers were preparing to go home, picking up their belongings in lockers. Some people including Naina still live for the Maghrib prayer in Mushollah which is located at the back of the store. If they were to return home now, it would definitely miss the maghrib with the city streets always jammed.

After a while, they came out of Mushollah and prepared to go home.

"Naina, this is your tip from Miss Arumi." Selfy gave an envelope containing money amounting to one month of salary for successfully carrying out his duties as a flower courier for people who are very difficult to find.

"Thank you, ma'am," he replied with a sigh. He should have been jumping around in excitement but what a power, expensive flower vase was becoming a big problem in his life at the moment.

"You must be upbeat, I'm sure the young master will give you some leniency or perhaps will forget about this matter. Everyone knows he's a very nice guy, even though he looks so cute." Naina's arm. Selfy and everyone already knew about the incident that befell Naina today.

Kiran approached Naina.

"Hei Maemunah, you should be grateful that you can deal with her, let alone that she invited you to lunch. Remember, he's Dennis Atmajaya. You're a lucky lady who's gonna eat with her."

Since hearing Naina's story, Kiran had also thought the same as Rudy thought.

"Ah, stop. You and Rudy are the same. Since then just mocking me."

Towards the locker took his backpack. Kiran and Selfy just laughed. Somehow everyone feels that this is not a big deal, even everyone thinks that Naina is in luck. How not? eating with Dennis Atmajaya is a great honor. However, for Naina this is musiba. All he thinks about is his debt.

***

At exactly 8pm, Naina had arrived at a neighborhood where the sexy women had been seen passing through and out into the club that was lined up along Zone X.

After parking his motorbike, he walked with a backpack on his shoulder and a helmet in his hand. He walked with his head down, not wanting to see the night activities in this place.

"Maomi ...."

I heard a woman calling him. Naina turned to look at the voice, seen a woman standing outside the club, a sexy woman with a red dress that is so tight and high heels are in line with her dress.

"Sir Sisca," replied Naina. In this place, almost all women do know Naina.Naina is also very friendly to them.

"Tumben you came home last night?"

"Yes, today I am overtime and the road is very jammed" he replied.

"You are well, Nai. At home working in your place when if you want, you can get overnight the results of a month you work in the store. You are so beautiful, Beib .. you can be the prima donna of Zone X."

Sisca again affects Naina.

"Everybody has a choice, brother. And every choice will have its answer, and I'm sticking with my choice now."

Although she lives and lives in a place like this, Naina remains unaffected by her surroundings. If not his uncle, he had long since left this cursed place.

"Ah, it's up to you, honey. It's hard to get you to talk" said Sisca, who every time she talks to Naina, there are only talks she hears.

Suddenly the sound of a car horn. Naina and Sisca turned there, looking at a middle-aged man who came down from the car.

"Om Bram," Sisca said after seeing the middle-aged man she had been waiting for.

"Hi dear ...." He hugged Sisca.

Naina just let out her breath looking at Sisca and the striped-nosed man. Such a sight was no stranger to Naina's eyes.

"Your friend?" the man asked while pointing at Naina.

"Oh, it's Naina. Aunt Lora's bang"

"Oh yeah, I just found out that Lora's got a pretty bang." Looking at Naina from head to bottom with her cultural eyes.

Naina seemed uncomfortable, a look that made her feel disgusted.

"I went in first, sister," Naina told Sisca.

"Oh yeah, we're leaving, too" Sisca replied.

"Come, Om. Departing now!" said Sisca spoiled while embracing the arms of the man who had become his subscription. The man's eyes still looked at Naina who had walked away from them.

"Om bram, come on!" Sisca.

"Oh yeah, come on."

Naina walks into an alleyway that can only be passed by pedestrians, an alleyway squeezed between two clubs on her left-right. The sound of music was heard from inside the club.

Naina arrived at a house, right behind the club which is still one wall with the house where she lived.

"Assalamualaikum," he said after opening the door.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Already home, son," replied the middle-aged man who was sitting in a wheelchair because of his two crippled legs. His uncle was waiting for him from behind the door. Naina kissed her uncle's hand.

Every day when he came home from work, there was only his uncle who was always faithful waiting for him. The tantenya is not to be sought, the middle-aged woman if the sun has set then the time he works at the club, he said, although not being a lustful woman, but her job is still the same because she is in charge of several women for her to introduce to every man who comes.

"Today my work is very much, Uncle. Not to mention the streets are getting jammed more and more."

"Since then I've been very restless waiting for you to come home, brother," a girl's voice came from the kitchen. The 20-year-old girl, the only cousin she has, Mr. Aaron's son.

Naina just smiles at the words of Neta, a girl who is sometimes stubborn and her work is just busy dating and spending money but even so, Neta and Naina love each other.

"Yes, change clothes and eat. Do not let Neta spend all the food in the kitchen," said Mr. Aaron.

"Surely you think I'm a big cat" said Neta, who heard his father's words.

Naina just laughed and immediately sat down on the sofa near her uncle's wheelchair.

"You look so tired, son"

"No uncle, I'm fine" he replied. He was not tired, it was just stress thinking about the vase. He opened his backpack, took the envelope out of his bag.

"Uncle, this is money to buy medicine. At the store there was a bonus distribution of one month's salary."

Give his tip envelope to his uncle. Naina is not straightforward if it is a tip from the results of her being a courier, she does not want if her uncle thinks if he works hard.

"You just keep the money, you also have a lot of needs, besides uncle there is still money you gave yesterday and uncle's medicine is still there."

Give the envelope back to Naina.

"Yes, then Uncle just use this money to check-up next week."

He returned the envelope to his uncle.

"Under the feeling is a bit better, Uncle does not need to check-up anymore," he said lying because he felt sorry for Naina.

"Uncle don't lie to me, every night I hear uncle coughing. Is that a sign that my uncle is healthy? anyway uncle has to check-up!"

Neta came out with the dinner plate in her hand, she walked with her mouth still chewing. He joined in the living room.

"Basically slovenly, get back to the kitchen!" expels her cousin's sister but Neta doesn't care about Naina's words.

"If you do not want to accept the money, yes already ..cove it to me, sister," he said as he continued to chew and both legs were sitting cross-legged on the sofa. She had heard the conversation between Naina and her father.

"It wasn't just yesterday that I gave you pocket money" said Naina.

"My college work is very much, brother. Not to mention I'm from the Mall. Well done," he replied very casually.

Naina throws him a couch pillow.

"Mama also if the love of money is always a little, stingy," continued Neta again.

"When are you like that. Why can't you follow your sister, Naina."

Mr. Aaron has always compared his own biological son to Naina who he thinks is very different.

"No, it's always me who gets cornered" Neta replied with her manyun lips.

"Already ... already. Brother will give you money but next week you bring uncle to check-up." Hearing Naina's words, Neta was immediately excited.

"Ready, Boss." Raise one hand respectfully.

"If it's just a check-up, it's about easy" he continued.

"Well, I'll change my clothes first." Naina stood up from where she was sitting.

"Naina to the room firstwell, uncle," he continued.

"Nope ...." Mr. Aaron pushed his wheelchair slightly closer to Naina.

Take out half of the money in that envelope.

"This money is too much, this you just take, not you want to visit Arka in the boarding school." Give half the money to Naina.

"Uncle doesn't need to think about Arka, I already have a mistress for him." Naina insists on not accepting the money she has given to her uncle.

"Yes, if you do not want to receive the money then Uncle will not go check-up," replied Aaron and immediately pushed his wheelchair towards the room.

"Yes, Uncle. All right, I took the money" said Naina relented.

"Ah, uncle and pound are the same. If it were me then I would just take the money, there's no need to use drama like this" Neta's voice was small, talking to herself but Naina heard it.

Pelt Neta with a sofa cushion once more and head straight for her room.

"Basic Maemunah!" he said he was upset that the pillow hit his spoon that had gone into his mouth.

KEEP LEAVING TRACES OF YAH'S 'DIDDLE'

like,koment,vote etc😍

Thank you🙏