The Night Butterfly

Chapter 1

The night is getting late, the wind that blows the cooler when it touches the skin. If most people late at night busy wading dreams, but not for Easy Ayunda. That woman is like a bat. Day is made night and vice versa. There is no tiredness in his life. He thought his life would be easy to live like the name his parents had given him. But the world is not as good as he thinks.

The journey of his life was so difficult, it could even be said to be like killing him slowly. In the midst of the frenetic sound of deafening music, the woman who was familiarly called Ayu, was shrieking her body following the music. Some dappled men surrounded him.

Their mischievous hands freely touched Ayu's body. The beautiful parasites and body like a Spanish guitar, who wouldn't be tempted by a perfect creature like Ayu.

"Aren't you free tonight?" ask one of the men.

"Yes, want to boking me?" sahut Ayu to the point.

"How much price?"

"Three million! Minimal that. If you don't dare, back off!" origin kelaji.

"Gue pay you five million!" reply pongah.

Ayu smiled thinly. Finally tonight he'll get more money.

Usually, he would put a tariff of one million and a half. Sometimes, many Om-oms object to the price Ayu mentions. However, for the sake of gaining momentary satisfaction they are willing to spend quite deeply.

Not because I want to do a profession like this. However, due to compulsion. Ayu is only a single mother to her seventeen-year-old son. The father of the child went with the woman***** ten years ago.

Ayu was frustrated at the time, she couldn't do much. He can only be a laundry worker and iron from one door to the other. So that in the afternoon accompanied by drizzling rinai. Ayu and her son are holding back hunger.

Because all day it rains with its speed. Ayu can't do her job. Agni the princess whines for food. The woman could not hide the heartache. His eyes were already reddened, tears escaped perfectly from his eye fertilizers.

The seven-year-old little Agni was still crying for food. Ayu can only hold and stroke the little guy's hair. Her door was knocked. Ayu got up from the pelastic chair she was sitting in. Opening the door made of nails.

Ayu saw herself. How much he looks like with that woman. Ayu only wore a shabby negligee patterned batik and original tied hair.

"Hey! Why are you looking at me like that, Yu?" asked the woman to break Ayu's daydream.

"You who? Why do I know my name and address?" Ayu asked back. The woman laughed so much that she displayed a row of white teeth.

"You seriously don't know me? Look carefully, Yu!"

He tried to resuscitate Ayu. The young mother seemed to think. Trying to remember who the woman in front of him is. Can't it be that not a princess of the king knows her? It's impossible!

"I really don't know you!" ketus Ayy.

"I'm Marta, Yu. Your Elementary School friend first. The time you forgot?" said the woman.

Ayu's eyes rounded perfectly. Yes, of course Ayu will not know the woman who is looking at him.

Because, as he remembered, his Marta-friends were fat and had 'cooked' skin'. But look now! Marta turned into a beautiful girl like the king's daughter.

"Marta! I miss you so much" Ayu said later. Hugged his friend tightly.

"Come in, Mar! Sorry my hut is messy and cramped." Sesal Ayu stepped ahead of Marta.

Marta sat on a rickety wooden chair. So concerned about Ayu's situation now. Marta's heart was so slashed when she saw a little girl was bored in a pelastic chair in the corner of the room.