My madam, my poison

Me and my past

*Flash back on*

In the dim room was heard the sound of music that was so deafening to the ears. Some couples look busy dancing to the rhythm. Not infrequently the movement of women who are mostly my colleagues invited shah*t for men. Yes, this is me and my dark past. My place of work is a nightlife or its modern name discotheque. 

For some, it is a den of sin and max*at. However, to me that place was my source for survival. 

Mama Lucy, that's the name of the woman who introduced me to this black world. More precisely I was "stuck" by her sweet seduction. At first the woman of Javanese-Sundanese blood offered a job to work in a restaurant. My only job there is to deliver the order to the buyer's desk. Of course, I who had just graduated from High School and lost my home and my family, considered the offer a help. I also accepted the offer. But everything is just nonsense. Mama Lucy didn't really hire me as a waitress, but rather as a waitress at a nightlife. I tried several times to escape from the cursed place, but always failed because Lucy's mama's men always managed to catch me.

"You see that man over there. Name's Simon. Much money. Even he can buy this place with its contents," said Lucy's mother to me in between the thump of music so loud.

"Of all "my son" he's only interested in you. I want you to accompany him tonight in the special VIP room."

"But, Ma. From the beginning, I told you, I will never serve visitors up to the room, let alone, …"

"You like to argue. Think of it as a tribute from Simon. Rarely did she personally order her date," cut Lucy's mom.

"No!" my firmness.

"How dare you fight. My words are orders!"

"I still have my pride. The only man who will touch my body is my husband."

I passed in front of Lucy's mother, but she held me back.

"Joe! Ben!" yells. 

The names called were two of Lucy's mother's men who were in charge of supervising this place as well as arresting if there were "children" who tried to escape.

"Bring this dissident girl into the VIP room!" yells.

"Ready!" 

The two burly men grabbed my arms and dragged me forcibly to the VIP room on the second floor. My efforts to escape from their clutches were fruitless. The more I thrashed, the stronger they grabbed my arm.

"Come in! And don't try to escape!" exclaimed the man named Joe while pushing my body violently until I fell right on the bed.

"Don't lock me up here!" my screams. 

Of course, both of them didn't care about me. They quickly closed the door to the room. I could hear a sound as the door was locked from the outside.

"Open up! Help me!" I shouted while banging on the door with both hands.

Nah! I'm not gonna let Sony touch me! I have to get out of this room no matter what.

I circulated my gaze in the room that had been arranged to resemble the noble's bedroom until my gaze was fixed on a window glass in the corner of the room. I think that's the only way out of this room. I flicked the maroon-colored curtain. Damnit damnit! This window is not what I imagined before. If it was just glass, I could easily break it with a dressing chair. However, the window glass was already iron-plated.

This body suddenly trembled under the attack of overwhelming fear beyond fear when my house burned down first.

Once again I spread my eyes in the room until I finally thought about breaking the ceiling in this room. It sounds close, but that's my biggest hope of getting out of this scary room.

I thought hard, how to reach the ceiling is high enough. I'm gonna find something in the dresser drawer. Perhaps there was a sharp weapon placed in there. This time luck was on my side. Inside one of the dresser drawers I found a fairly large folding knife. I think this thing can penetrate the ceiling size is not too thick. But how do I reach him?

It seems like the theory that says if the brain can think faster when pressed is true. This dressing table and chair is definitely enough to reach the ceiling. 

I don't know where that power came from. I who almost never lift heavy items suddenly able to move a large enough dressing table on the bed. I hit the table with a chair on the top. Calculations exactly. With that dressing table and chair I managed to reach the ceiling.

I quickly plugged the folding knife up there and made a hole that would have been fit for me to enter. I don't care anymore about the cold sweat running all over my body. My struggle this time was a struggle to save my pride and honor.

After trying hard to break through the roof of the ceiling, I finally managed to get out of the room. However, my struggle did not end there. Now I am on the roof of a house with a height of more than five meters. I closed my eyes against the fear of heights I experienced as a child.

I slowly moved my feet up the roof of the house. That's when the unexpected happened. Somehow, one of my legs slipped to make my body fall and hit the roof on the ground floor. Of course the commotion I made caused panic for the visitors in this entertainment venue. They rushed out and looked at me.

"Joe! Ben's! Get the girl! Don't let him escape!" yell mama Lucy.

The two men then took the iron stairs and tried to go up to the roof of the house where I now stand.

"Don't come any closer! Or I'll jump!" my threat.

"You don't get reckless! You can die if you jump into that river!" exclaim mama Lucy.

Yes, in the back of this place there is indeed a river that the flow of rivers is quite swift. Not infrequently I heard stories of people dying because of drifting carried by the river.

"Even if I have to die, I am proud to die for fighting for my honor!" myrag.

Joni and Ben have now successfully climbed onto the roof of the house. Of course they want to arrest me and hand me over as a result of Lucy's mama's greed.

"If you guys get close, I'll jump!" myrag.

Joni flinching. He even grabbed one of my arms.

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