Mr. Kyai Restui Fatimah
nightworld
"i didn't expect my life to be in a place like this, "the inner fatimah looked around the bar from above where she stood looking down
where all visitors also began to arrive to the Night Club belonging to madam Clara, the,
"are you ready for Kalista" said madam Clara approaching fatimah with her new calling..
"ready madam," replied confidently fatimah without any doubt
"good, come with me to meet your new friend" Madam clara
fatimah just nodded following madam clara from behind towards the room of the Working Women in the Night Club..
prok prok, madam clara patted her arms when entering the room, to attract the attention of the call women
"good night madam" they said compactly bowing their heads respectfully to madam clara,
"night" replied madam clara with her cold voice in the slightest there was no smile from madam clara..
"who is the woman with madam clara, whether the woman will be our rival as well" their inner asked, staring at the fatimah disliked
where indeed the aura of beauty from fatimah emanated very clearly, the fate that was looked at like that looked down in fear...
"all her attention" said cold madam Clara to the whole woman's call...
"introduce, this woman named kalista, kalista is my adopted son," pauses madam clara paused her remarks, gazing at the women who were so shocked to hear madam clara calling her foster child fatimah...
"so you do not do anything with the kalista, if you do not want to bear the consequences of me, do you understand" again madam clara said firmly and coldly
"under madam" they answered
"Anjel, you're here a senior worker so if I hand over to you, if something happens to you you will know the consequences"
"the kalista here will be the singer who will be with you, you understand what I mean and what you have to do" madam clara stared at the enjel, where enjel is a DJ at Madam Clara's Club
"i understand madam, just calm down I will guide the kalista and will take care of the kalista" replied enjel with sunguh suguh
"nice, all of you must remember, who is kalista to me, so you don't be like that"
"we understand madam"
"your kalista goes with the enjel, remember the message I got to you,"
"yes madam I remember, thank you very much madam"
madam Clara just nodded straight out and died with the call women who numbered almost 20..
"here's kalista," call enjel
"yes miss" fatimah approached the enjel still afraid of fear..
"you're afraid, we won't prey on you, call me sister don't miss"
"good brother, thank you" smile fatimah
"know yourself one by one with kalista" said cold enjel
all the women know themselves to fatimah kindly, where they also have to be good with fatimah,what else to hear the firm and cold speech of madam clara who called fatimah her adopted child
not what madam clara calls fatimah as her foster child, first fatimah has saved madam clara from the thugs.
second, madam Clara is concerned and pityed by a fatimah figure who never gets any affection apart from her late mother..
always in kasari and away from his own neighbors, fatimah which is only considered garbage by his own family and neighbors
though fatimah is an orphan girl, but none of them have no pity and have no conscience at all with the fate of fatimah..
at the age of still considered under the age of fatimah have to find their own food to survive, living in a reot hut that is not feasible in occupied..
more precisely his chicken coop or his other animal cage is not a hut...
madam clara's heart was filled to see the condition of the fatimah, even though the way madam clara helped fatimah wrong, but only that way crossed his mind..
by helping fatimah work at her club, rather than seeing fatimah work as a busker who comes home always night..
the results are not much and can also endanger the fatimah itself by busking until night, late night..
evil out there is more dangerous, when time will befall Fatimah...
after the event of introduction enjel court fatimah wearing clothes like them, clothes less material..
"you've got to get used to wearing clothes like this one, the color we work in clubs,"
"iya kak enjel, but kalista slightly uncomfortable kak" fatimah pull his clothes that show the shape of the body fatimah...
"later you will not feel uncomfortable anymore, look around you if they are sexier to wear their clothes than you" said Enjel
kalista looked around her where it was true what in the word enjel, only fatimah and enjel dressed in a dress at the knee limit...
where others are more severe show their internal contents are all almost flat...
"well, brother, thank you very much"
"same kalista, now we're out" ask enjel
where enjel invites fatimah to the top of the usual place enjel lit his DJ music..
which will be accompanied by a melodious voice belonging to fatimah...
enjel turns on his DJ's instrument and puts something into his fatimah's ear when the DJ's music is on
"excite, show your talent kalista" enjel smiled to fatimah, fatimah also joined in smiling nodding...
the visitors began to wander their bodies to the rhythm of DJ music that is so very fast...
where fatimah also accompanies from the rhythm of the music by singing...
enjel heard the melodious sound of fatimah so amazed that it fits the rhythm of DJ music that enjel play right
"extraordinary, not wrong madam clara match kalista with me" inner enjel still smile
all the eyes of the striped male are fixed on the fatimah, which has a golden voice and a beautiful face like the incarnation of the goddess of heaven..
although fatimah grogi but fatimah full of confidence can control himself so as not to gerogi...
madam Clara smiled satisfied to see the appearance of fatimah and heard the melodious voice of fatimah which is very suitable in conjunction with enjel...
where the two equally have the same face as the incarnation of a goddess, enjel also although the senior in the club belongs to madam clara, but enjel is still a girl...
when there is a man who thirsts for caresses, Jenjel will do the tricks that madam clara ever taught her to herself...
the striped male is satisfied right, he also gets paid a pricey, himself is still virgin...
