My Mr's. Virgin

Chapter XI

"And!" call him without looking. His eyes looked straight at the darkness.

"Is that how prostitutes are in the view of society?" Daniel turned to listen to the question that Mariana was saying. There was sadness in his speech. Silent. Daniel looked back to the front. He answered slowly.

"The definition of a prostitute is different for everyone. So too with his eyes. Rather than call a prostitute, it is more polite to be called a PSK (Worker***Commercial) or WTS (Susila Tuna Woman)." Mariana silently watched.

"In the life of the community, PKS is viewed negatively and is often considered the garbage of the community, despicable, and despicable. There are also those who consider prostitutes as a necessary evil (evil necessity).

This view is based on the assumption that prostitution can channel sexual desire to prevent rape. One of those who put forward such an opinion was a philosopher and theologian named Augustine of Hippo.

He said that prostitution was like a sewer that channeled bad water from the city in order to maintain the health of its citizens.

Negative views of SMEs are often based on double standards, because customers are generally not subject to such stigma. It's obvious that prostitutes are the lower classes who want to change castes through shortcuts.

Poet W.S.Rendra wrote two poems about more neutral prostitutes in 'Unite the Whores of Jakarta!' *and one more poem 'Goose Song'. He described Mary Olive* a prostitute who became a lover of God whom he contrasted with religious people who distanced themselves from her" Daniel explained at length*.

The soft-mouthed night wind cradled the faces of the two lovebirds in silence, in a daydream that wandered nowhere.

"And are you ashamed that I work in a club?" ask Mariana. Daniel looked. Their views meet. With the help of the street lamp, she stared inside Mariana's black bead.His hand gently stroked Mariana's hair.

"I want an honest answer" Mariana asked.

Daniel nodded. "I'm ashamed, Ana. When people ask. 'What kind of girlfriend do you work for?' I wouldn't say you work at a nightclub. But I really hope that you quit your job at the club and focus on your store."

"But that's where we found." Mariana. Daniel nodded again.

"That's why I'm still grateful, you're not one of those SMEs." Mariana smiled.

"If you love to sing, I'll give you a chance to JEBI STUDIO. There's a friend of mine working there."

Mariana shook her head. Budi's brother had also once advised him to join the Flores singers, but, he refused jokingly saying, 'if my face appears on the DVD, he said, going anywhere must be a face-covering of sorts of artists. People are busy asking for autographs there, sign here. After all, if I stop later, who else would be willing to comfort the caressed old bachelor?'

Old men in question are young men, coming to the club looking for entertainment. They always declare themselves 'OLD AT HOME, YOUNG ON THE ROAD.'

Mariana looked back to the front, she started telling stories.

"My mother, not a virgin when married with alm. father (father/father). Mama married young eighteen, with young men in her village. A year married, her husband went to Sabah. Just a few months of work, her husband was hit by a truck. It was news sent by the people who went with her husband. Three years widowed, life swallowed insults and innuendos of villagers as widows seductress husband people, itchy women, bitch, not to mention the name.

One day, my mom was in the garden. The garden is far from the village. The villagers grow crops on the hill. Do you know where our city is under the foot of Mount Mandiri?" ask Daniel. Daniel nodded. He's back to telling stories.

Suddenly my mom's hand was pulled. Mama is rebellious, but is outdone by manpower. Mama was dragged into the middle of the garden, in order to avoid the suspicion of people crossing the place. Mama was harassed, she was forced. The man ripped off my mother's clothes. Mom cries for release.

'It's Vina, I know you want too. No need to be hypocritical. I've wanted you for a long time. You're too pretty' like that said the son of a bitch. Mama broke out, she tried to escape. When his upper body was no longer wrapped in thread, the man who was about to rape mama suddenly fell down. Fainted. Apparently he was hit right at the nape of the back. Alm the father appeared as a hero to save mama." Mariana smiled remembering the story. The story that the day the father told. Daniel also smiled, though still listening.

"Since then they have been lovers. Grandma I'm against, don't want to have a widow's daughter-in-law. The father said, 'virgin or widow, both are women. If you live in a roof, grandma will know the true nature of mama.'

Although forced, grandmother also accepted the request of her only child. During her stay, Grandma changed. Grandma is against all-out villagers who talk bad about mama. Mama is the happiest woman, dear to her husband and in-laws. He no longer cared about the ridicule of the villagers. As the Malay proverb says, 'the mouth of the crock can be closed, but how do you want to keep the mouth shut?'

Even though my mother's face was broken for saving me, the villagers said, ***that's a curse because my mother's face is troubling the wives."Mariana silent. His eyes light dimmed. He looked at Daniel, they looked back in silence.

"You remember Gina!" Daniel nodded. Mariana sighed.

"Gina's mother, a former prostitute." He's back to telling stories.

"After meeting a good man, he stopped prostituting. As usual, the love story of a prostitute is opposed by the male side of the family. The fate of her mother Gina, is not as good as the fate of my mother. After giving birth to Gina, Gina's father's family wants to deprive Gina of custody from her mother. For that reason, Tanta Serli was a former prostitute, unfit to babysit Gina.

Tanta Serli took Gina's run. Life is tumultuous, fun moving from one place to another. Last tanta Serli chose to settle in Kupang, raising Gina. People say sin ema/father (mother/father), the child who is responsible.

Gina was abused by her teacher. Fortunately, it has not reached the stage of virgin penetration. Entering High School, Gina moves to our town (larantuka town), she goes to school with me. Out of nowhere the kids know Serli's past, Gina gets her sap.

At school she was ostracized, sniffed by children. With little effort Gina was willing to accept a helping hand of friendship from me and Hendra. Since then no one has dared to bully Gina.

Gina became the friend I loved the most, more than Hendra and Alm Dewi. Gina aspires to be an advocate, defending the weak like her mother, her mother and herself. He wanted to prove that even a child prostitute could succeed like anyone else's. With his efforts he did not need to pay SPP, even he got a scholarship when he entered college." Mariana ended her story.

Daniel glanced at the clock on his wrist. It's 3:00 WITA. He had quietly yawned a few times.

Mariana silent. There are many more stories he wants to tell. Like Kak Lia and Fitri, falling prey to a scam, sold by their own lovers. Or like Sinta and Leni were sold by their father to pay off the debt. If Citra, he became a PSK to send his son to school. Red Rose Club, the PSK has their own story.

In the eyes of society, prostitutes just become the trash of society. However, no one knows the story of their struggle to get through the flow of life. No one knows the pain behind a smile.

Mariana, she doesn't want to be a hero like her father's alm, or have noble ambitions like Gina, but, she just wants to be a friend, sister or sister. Even if it doesn't help, it's enough to be a listener. Standing in the midst of them becomes a consolation for the lost heart.

His meeting with Abang Budi opened the door for him, climbing the stairs to the top of his dreams, although the world hated and scorned, his heart would not waver.

She recalls my mom's message, 'do whatever follows your heart, but let no one else feel wronged.'

So who has he hurt so far? And?