
While Brother was outside, me and the Father were still in the room
"I'm sorry, sir! I'm still a new and bo-dumb employee" I said nervously.
"Oh, it's okay. I understand. I just changed the others. It's for you!"
The father might feel sorry for me and give 4 pieces of money a hundred thousand.
I shook my head and would not accept it.
"Don't be afraid. Just take this money. I don't mean anything else. Take for your son's needs!" The man insisted, forcing my hand to accept it.
But ... terbesit the face of my son who needs milk and expensive medicine, without thinking long I received the money of 400 thousand.
Before the working hours were up, I just sat around with my brother and the Father. I feel like a new employee who is in the system forsake Brother. While other employees look busy welcoming guests who come.
Now I have 400 grand in hand. I want to hurry home to see my daughter who I put to Mama.
It feels very happy to hold this money, like being getting tens of millions of dollars
Apparently, there is still a noble man like that father. The money of 400 thousand gifts is very valuable to me and my daughter.
At the end of the conversation, the three of us still apologized to me. "Sir Nanda once again I apologize for the incident" the father said.
I don't know why he apologized to me.
When I was about to pull out, the brother of the owner of the massage parlor increasingly aggressively persuaded me that tomorrow I return to work again.
" Dik Nanda! Tomorrow back to work, right?" Ask Brother.
"Yes, Brother!"
"Don't be deterred, yeah!" he said he encouraged me.
"From tomorrow, Dik Nanda in serving customers must be friendly and calm" he added.
" All customers who are in massage must be naked. Don't run away when you see them naked. But face it calmly. Give me a cover. Then you flirt with that customer. If you have not been able to massage plusnya, yes papa use regular massage. Wait for you to be able to." said Brother.
"Yes, Brother!"
"Dek Nanda wants to go home now?" ask my sister with a friendly face.
"Yes, Brother. My son is waiting at home." I replied.
I'm really worried about my daughter in Mama's foster care. Afraid what's wrong with him.
"This is the cost of your massage, 50 thousand. Here's the 100 grand from Brother. Don't forget, go back to the ojek 2 times so that it won't be your neighbor's talk."
"Thank you, brother. I'll go home first"
Around 10 pm, I quickly passed towards the base ojek. My mind and mind are tired. My misses are getting shady to hug my daughter. Duh, I hope it's okay.
As per the instructions of the brother I had to change the motorcycle twice, so no one knows that I work in a massage parlor.
On the way home, I thought of Brother's message. If I haven't been able to serve a massage plus, I work using a regular massage.
The word massage plus, makes my mind string together information about plus or incandescent massage all from an employee there named Nina.
According to Nina, generally guests who come there are not purely want in massage but want to get service plus the plus. Ordinary massage practice is just a guise. For employees of massage parlors when relying solely on pure massage is difficult he will raise a lot of money in the near future. It's no secret, everyone in the general public already knows that Big Brother's massage parlor is a covert brothel.
" This is the ngojeknya fare sir!" Five thousand dollars I gave to the ojek's father. I've reached the side of the road of my rented house. Before heading to Mama's house to pick up my daughter, I stopped by the mini market first to buy my daughter's belongings.
I feel happy because soon I can hug my daughter with all my longing. And the money in my hand is now 540 thousand, after being cut the cost of 10 Thousand ojek.
My brain is dead-end can no longer be invited to think about whether I will return or not to the hidden brothel. My mind feels very tired. I don't know, I'll think about everything tomorrow.
All I want now is to immediately hug my daughter and immediately sleep next to her.
Seriate