THE NOURA VAN KEMMERS

Heintje Van der Boon's

"I hope you don't forget me" Johans Alois' reflex approached towards Heintje. His hand grabbed the man's shoulder and invited him to sit on the chair. Heintje was shocked and shocked. But with a relaxed attitude he obeyed the owner of the hand that had embraced his shoulder.

"Johans Alois, have you been released from prison? how are you doing?" Heintje tried to hug Johans to ease his surprise.

"My news is very good. Eight years in prison didn't feel like long for me. And while in prison, I had thought about what I should do to reclaim all my happiness. Including coming to this place is also part of my plan to regain happiness, hahaha..." Johans Alois laughed with a cynical smile. His eyes stared at Heintje from top to bottom.

"You mean?" Heintje answered nervously.

"Heintje, buddy. Will you help me take back the source of my happiness? you know, money, possessions and thrones are the source of my happiness. And I am very sure, what has been the source of my happiness, will definitely come back to me again. And once again I tell you, I need your help."

"Surely you know what I need to reclaim my sources of happiness?"

"I've lost everything. All that's left is my house, and a little savings. Some of the others have all been taken. Even the Stupid Dekker has distributed the assets I have to Old Bangka William and others. I am not like you who is good at hiding, good at covering, Hahahahaha......" Johans Alois' laughter grew louder.

"What do you mean?"

"Haha....Don't you think I don't know. All those who held important positions at Herverman were not free from hypocrisy. Traces of corruption in the VOC legacy company still continue to lie, as well as the depravity in the VOC first.....Hahahahahaha....

"Self-enriching isn't a bad thing, is it? Hahahaha....Especially if it is covered with the action of sharing and caring for others.....Haha...." Johans Alois' laughter grew louder.

Heintje Van der Boon was flabbergasted by the words of Johans Alois. The man looked at him more and more.

"If many had known of your rottenness and cunning in Herverman, you would soon have felt the coldness of the prison walls, just like me. The Dungu Dekker Berrend would definitely be very surprised and unexpected. How can a very good Heintje and compassionate towards the poor do embezzlement. Haha...."

"Enough....Johans, enough. You're just making it up. You must be drinking too much tonight. Tell me what you want now?" ask Heintje.

"I need 10 thousand guilders... You know, I don't have anything now. Ten thousand guilders is very small to you, right? the number of ten thousand guilders would not be comparable to the coldness of the prison wall, hahahahaha...."

"I don't have that kind of money. I'm sorry I can't help you" Heintje said with a riled face. He knew very well, Johans Alois was not a person who was happy to play around. The threat looks serious.

"Then I'll ask the Fool Dekker Berrend for help. I will try to make him sympathize with me, even though I have no social foundation, Hahahaha.. I'll make that stupid Old Bangka believe my story. Only me. Not on the others. You have to remember, Heintje...It's all time. Everything has its limits. Including your cunning and greed!" johans Alois's gaze turned increasingly towards him. Her hair instantly shrieked. He really is in danger.

"I only have eight thousand guilders" said Hentje nervously.

"Hmmm.....Alright. Eight thousand guilders, too," replied Johans Alois while nodding his head.

"Tonight let me spend the night at your house. You can't mind!" johans Alois said with force.

So without making a sound, Heintje obeyed Johans' wishes. He walked slowly towards the exit of the building followed by the footsteps of Johans Alois. He continued to walk to the vast side yard where he parked his car.

Johans Alois is flabbergasted. In the car owned by Heintje, sat a beautiful-faced indigenous woman. The woman sat quietly in the middle seat. Her appearance is very graceful and supple. His body was wrapped in white brocade kebaya with a machete patterned rag. Her face is sweet typical of Sundanese women with black hair that is neatly carried back decorated with gold-colored skewers. The woman smiled in greeting to Heintje's arrival.

Johans Alois could not turn his gaze away. This woman is very attractive. Without even having to ask Heintje, Johans was fully aware of who this woman was. It was not unusual for a Dutch man at the time to keep a Nyai in his residence.

"It's so pretty" Johans murmured.

"He is Sumiyati. He always accompanies me and takes care of me at home" replied Heintje.

This woman was just waiting in the car, just accompanied by a driver. The rules at Club Sociteit de Harmonie prohibit the natives from entering the building. Only white people can enter it. So Heintje let the woman wait outside.

"I guess Mr. just for a moment, " said the woman.

"I'm sorry. I only intend to stop for a moment. But just inside, there was a friend who asked me to talk," Heintje replied as he kissed the woman.

"This is my friend Johans. He's gonna stay at our house, tonight,"

The woman named Sumiyati turned her head and smiled at Johans. A beautiful and moving smile. It's been a long time since Johans has enjoyed a woman's sweet smile.

At first glance Marianne's face appeared in her mind, the woman who had broken her heart when she was in prison. Still vividly remembered the woman's words in her letter that said she could no longer wait. The woman decided to leave him. According to one relative, Marianne is now in Semarang and lives with a tobacco businessman.

Anger and resentment instantly filled his heart. Marianne, the woman he loved half to death, left him when he was down and fell. The accursed woman has to pay for all this heartache, Johans Alois said in his heart.

The vehicle continues to drive. In the silence of the way to the Heintje residence, Johans could not help but look at Sumiyati's face from the side. The woman had beautiful eyeballs with thick, slanted eyebrows. Simple natural beauty, without makeup polish. That woman is so alluring. Very alluring. Her beauty is like opium, making men feel at home for a long time to look at her.

Remarks :

The word 'Hyai' is the name for a woman who regulates the household and also belongs to a European man. In addition to regulating the household, 'Hyai' also fulfills the needs of**** European men and becomes the mother of the results of the relationship.

'Hinai' is the same as concubinage.

Concubinage or concubine is the wife of an unofficial honorable person, pet woman, or concubine. Because of the many mistresses who came from Bali, Java, Sunda, and Betawi, the term 'Hyai' developed into a term for the mistresses of European men.

Source: Koil.com