
"Now answer my question, will you go with me or stay?"
Hearing Ameer's unequivocal question made Meizia's heart shake, the man really showed his seriousness and it made Meizia unable to dodge that she actually wanted to leave.
"I want to" Meizia replied. "But I beg you, whatever people say, don't leave me."
"No way" replied Ameer firmly. "Now call your mama and we'll talk soon, okay?"
Meizia nodded in agreement, she immediately contacted her mother but when the call was not answered, the mother's car had already come.
"That's Mama" Meizia said a little nervously. "Ameer, please convince Mama, will you? He was stubborn" Meizia half-whispered. The woman seemed to be very hopeful that this would work.
"We will work together, Meizia," Ameer replied as she threw a smile to calm Meizia's heart.
"Astagfirullah," Grandpa muttered as he saw Mami Lala get out of the car. Very revealing and sexy clothes, as well as very thick and striking makeup.
While Mami Lala immediately frowned confusedly seeing Ameer and the old man in her house.
"What do you need here?" Mami Lala asked very carefully, making Meizia immediately feel bad for Ameer and her grandfather.
"Assalamualaikum, Ma'am," Grandpa greeted kindly. However, Mami Lala was reluctant to answer her greetings.
"Ma, they came to talk to Mama" Meizia's great-grandson. "Just a second, Ma."
"Mama doesn't have time, Mei," said Mami Lala. "Mama's here to pick you up."
"Tante," Ameer interrupted quickly. "Just in a minute, Auntie, it's for Meizia's future." Further.
"What?" Mami Lala ruffled her waist and looked at Ameer intently as if challenging the man.
"I came to propose to Meizia," Ameer said, venturing out, leaving Mami Lala wide-eyed.
"Seriously?" tanyanya could not believe it.
"Allah, I'm very serious, Auntie," replied Ameer confidently.
"Why? You know that Meizia is a—"
"That's just going to be his past" said Ameer, who did not want to listen to one painful word.
Mami Lala was silent for a moment, but then she let out a loud laugh that left Ameer and Grandpa frowning confused.
"You sure you want to marry Meizia, huh? The past will continue to haunt the future of a prostitute" exclaimed Mami Lala who instantly made Ameer clench her hand firmly. In fact, Meizia could only mute with teary eyes to hear her mother's bitter words.
"Even though you repent, people will still know you as a PSK!"
"I never wanted to work as a PSK!" suddenly Meizia sizzled sharply at Mother "I never wanted to work like this, but Mama sold me like I was an item!"
"Oh, dear Mama's son ...." Mami Lala touched Meizia's cheek but the woman immediately brushed it off violently.
"I beg you, Ma," said Meizia. "I'm tired of living like this."
Grandpa and Ameer were visibly saddened to hear Meizia's plea for a poor woman, they thought.
"Tante once said that Meizia belonged to a man who was willing to pay her dearly" Ameer said, recalling the woman's words.
"True, because it's his job," said Mami Lala relaxed.
While Meizia could only be dumbfounded, she looked at Ameer full of question marks but the man again smiled soothingly.
"I didn't sell my daughter like a slave like that, I only sold her services for a few hours" Mami Lala said on her own.
"Astagfirullah," angered Ameer who seemed to start emotionally confronting the woman. "I was able to report Auntie to the police for this," Ameer later threatened. He thought that if the good way would not be able to make Mami Lala's heart melt, then he had to find another way.
While Mami Lala is now upset. "Give me some time to think" Mami Lala asked. "Now go and see me tomorrow again, okay?" emphatically.
Ameer seemed hesitant to fulfill Mami Lala's request, but suddenly Meizia said, "It's okay, Ameer. I'll try to convince Mama later too."
Ameer looked at the mother and child in turn before she finally nodded in agreement.
"Good, now you can go home and I promise you tomorrow we'll talk." The middle-aged woman spoke while smiling widely.
"Then we'll excuse you first" Grandpa said later. "Tomorrow at noon we'll be here, ma'am."
"I'll wait."
Meizia could only faintly smile at Ameer and grandfather as the two men left her home. Ameer still turned her head a few times, as if she felt heavy leaving Meizia just like that.
"Now you're with Mama!" Mami Lala pulls Meizia into the car after Ameer's car leaves.
"Where are you going, Ma?" meizia asked but her mother refused to answer. The middle-aged woman drove her car at high speed to the brothel.
When Meizia found out that she was being brought back to the place, Meizia was wide-eyed and looked anxious. "Ma, why are we here again?" great-grandson Meizia.
"There's a client who called Mama, he wants you and this will be your last client."
Both of Meizia's eyes glared perfectly at the mother's words, she shook her head firmly while saying, "I don't want to, Ma!"
"No need to argue, May, just one night after that Mama promised to let you go with your boyfriend" said Mama Lala casually.
"I don't want to!" shouted Meizia furiously. It made the mother angry so she immediately slapped Meizia hard enough that she cried again.
"How many times do you have to say, huh? If this is part of your destiny."
Meizia was silent, she was holding her cheek which was hot and sore. But certainly not as pure as his heart.
Mami Lala dragged Meizia into a room. "Hour 8 help him pick you up, so make sure you're ready before he comes" said Mami Lala before she exited the room and locked the door from the outside.
Meizia screamed, angry, sad, scared, all mixed together.
He tried to escape, but could not because the room did not even have a window.
Meizia was looking for something in the drawer that might save her, but there was nothing there but make up.
"Oh my God, I don't want to anymore" said Meizia, wiping her tears.
Meizia fell silent as she looked at the incision marks on her wrist. "I'm sorry, Ameer."
Meizia went into the bathroom, she punched the bathroom glass many times until it broke and of course it hurt the back of her hand. After the glass broke, Meizia picked up the broken glass and then she turned on the shower and sat leaning under the shower.
"Again, God ...." Meizia grimaced as the broken piece of glass was slammed into her wrist. "Give me what I want."
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