Second Wife Sacrifice

Part 1's

Hi I'm Riyanti

22 Years old

I'm from town S

I'm the village girl from High School already living in town..

I'm from a simple family but in my life it's not that simple..

my mom died when I was 5 and my dad remarried a pretty nasty stepmother.

I lived with my beautiful older sister but sometimes I lived with my grandmother.

daddy ? don't ask anymore

she lived happily with my stepmother and stepbrother while I, while living with my stepmother, lived a life worthy of her true prt.

my life went on even without the affection of my parents until I stepped on college, this is the beginning of my life's destruction.

I was slandered drinking, smoking and even hanging out at the night cafe.

until my father didn't want to pay for my college and I racked my brains to pay for my college.

by the instant way to become a night worker woman, although at the beginning of disgust but over time it became my permanent source of income.

the first day of work I got enough money to pay for my college and my brother came to the boarding house "mbk dewi?"

"why is mbk here?"..

my sister replied "it's just like money, it's borrowed from the neighbors, make you pay for college so don't be sad anymore"

"sorry mbak I already have money, I work nemenin om in karaokean" I replied in tears.

"god, I am sorry that I could do nothing"

we wept at each other lamenting our fate which was somehow the end of it..

my life is complicated enough for myself..

time went on until I met a handsome man in a karaoke room..

"no"

"what a faggot" my inner but

whether he's gay or not, what's his business with me,,,, my job is just to make them drink and sing.

it does not feel the time has shown at 00.00 wib

in the last hour he finally started getting drunk and asked me to drive to the bathroom to spit out everything in his stomach but that didn't happen because he was trying to kiss me forcibly.

"you must take me tonight" he said as he walked

"good mas but I can not until the morning mas" answered me who had lost consciousness a little because of alcohol.

"this man was drunk but now healthy, is he just pura ya earlier, is it important I paid because I need to pay the cost" my mind

"whose name are you ?" ask about hendra

"riyanti mas, just call yanti"

we cleaned ourselves and did not feel the night was almost over.

"mas, yanti go home first yes, already picked up a friend below"

"okay yan heart ya, see you"

"yes" replied riyanti

on the way riyanti cried because the first time she acted determinedly exchange her body for money but from this life riyanti changed, not happy but the sadness that riyanti continuously get,,,,,,, and from this,,,,,,

riyanti from childhood is not a crybaby but she is a jolly child,, so that the departure of her mother riyanti she never once complained even though she was lacking in the family,,, everyone asked "have you never been a little sad"

because from what they see, he is always cheerfully happy and always laughs under any circumstances.

visual Riyanti

(pick up from google) 😂🤣