Old Man's Storage

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Evening came the time for Mr. Amir to come, Mira had begun to fret because Mr. Amir was about to arrive, Mira felt like a woman who was useless because her life was only to serve Mr. Amir only, Mira was not, it was as if his life was ruined that there was no hope anymore.

Tin. Mbok Ijah ran to open the gate of his house.

Mira peeked at Mr. Amir from the window, Mira should get ready to serve Mr. Amir, he said, actually, it hurts to sleep alone with a man who does not like it but there is no other choice but that.

Mr. Amir came into the house and immediately called me.

"MIRA............ !!!!" Call of Amir.

Mira immediately ran out to meet Amir.

"Here you go, bring new clothes for you and food too"

"Om, Anggun directly meet Amir"

Amir gave her clothes and food.

"Om like Mira wants to meet my mother and sisters, I miss it so much"

"Oh yes, of course, let it be delivered by Hasan, tomorrow only, because tomorrow om not here karma there is business with wife om"

"Thank you very much"

Om Amir only came to deposit prospective seeds for Mira, and Mira is just a tool to get children.

"I guess you'll be ready in the room later o'm up"

"It's om"

Mira goes upstairs and into the room, Hasan sees Anggun behind the door, Hasan is very sad for the fate of Mira, and he is very sad, he was sorry that the beautiful young girl had to give her future to Amir, in Hasan's heart said.

"I guess if I were the one who was, I'd help you so you wouldn't have to sell yourself"

Om Amir follows Mira in the room. Mira sat in the corner of the room with her nightshirt choice Amir red and thin once so om Amir can see her likes the sign of love.

As usual, Amir brought me a pill.

"Mira take this pill first, let you not be in pain"

"Sorry om for this time Mira wants to try not to use om medicine"

"Have a drink, you will feel more pleasure, it's been obedient to me"

"Let me knowingly do all this"

Om Amir looks very angry with Mira's decision.

Mira was immediately pensive, in her heart saying.

Don't know when

The road I took came to the end

Weary.. I feel tired

The road I walk

Maybe I should drive it well

To arrive at the destination as desired

But, can you be me?

Can the steering wheel collaborate with my mind?

Or is it the steering wheel that can lead me down the right path?

Lord..

There is someone you have prepared for me

To carry this burden together

I want to share my sorrow

I want to share my suffering

Don't know what else I can do

I

A sinful woman

Who wish you would show

Your power is for me

Om Amir, immediately did it, even though I had tried to reject it, and finally my chastity was taken by om Amir by force.

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