The Primadona Malam
Seeking Prey
Natasya could only be dumbfounded to hear Ahsan's spirited invitation. For some reason, she saw Ahsan so enthusiastically hearing her intention to introduce a woman. In fact, before, Ahsan had never been this aggressive if he wanted to be introduced to a girl.
"Lu, healthy, right, San?" natasya asked as she fumbled Ahsan's forehead with the back of her hand.
"Ih, what the hell are you, Sya. I'm still sane at times" Ahsan said, shaking his best friend's hand.
"Hehehe, sorry .. I'm just shocked" said Natasha. "Yes, let's go!" natasya.
"Meeting you?" Ahsan asked back.
"No, to the mall. I don't have any toiletries," said Natasya who suddenly made Ahsan's eyeballs tickle.
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The night is getting late. Imas still looks agitated. He could not close his eyes at all. The subtle snoring of the child that he usually reprimands for bothering, now he just ignored it.
Right now, Imas' mind was completely deadlocked. He already had no other way to avoid his debt to Boss Engkong. Thousands of times Imas charged his parents, their answer still remains the same. There aren't.
Gobb took a deep breath. A split second later, he exhaled his breath so violently. All tastes, now mixed in his chest. Imas snorted in annoyance as he recalled the origin he borrowed money from the loan shark.
In the past, Imas was tempted by the results promised by his father about the laying chicken business. In fact, let alone revenue sharing, business capital is already floating. Due to the fact, the father actually made business capital money, as a gambling capital in some cockfighting gambling.
Huh, there's no other way. Tomorrow I have to go back to my father's house and put pressure on him. Otherwise, my band could have run out for a long time due to covering the interest on the loan, muttered Imas in his heart.
When approaching tahrim, Imas can just close both eyes. Smooth snoring began to sound unpretentious in the room which only measured 2x2 meters.
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"Hey, Melda! What kind of woman do you present to me, huh?! Is there anyone younger?" shouted an old man grumbling in annoyance.
A moment later, the old man pushed hard on the body of a woman dressed in sexy clothes until she fell down on the floor.
"Bg ...."
The woman grimaced and immediately looked for a handle to stand on. However, suddenly came a woman who was also quite old, approaching the man in his room.
"Sorry, Boss. I will replace it with a new one" he said, bowing repeatedly as an expression of apology.
"Yes, quickly bring out your best collection!" tell the old man.
"Well, boss," said the woman called Melda.
A moment later, Imelda winked at the faithful adjutant who always followed her wherever she went. As if he had understood the cue given, the tall-built man, too, went to a room that was quite spacious.
I don't know what he's doing there. It's just that, shortly afterwards, came out about ten women with faces that polished thick makeup and wore clothes with very economical materials.
Slightly in a hurry, the aide named Togar, immediately approached Imelda in her guest room.
"They are ready, Mam" whispered the tall man in Imelda's ear.
Togar brought the ten women to enter the room. One by one, in a swinging style like a model, the women entered a room that was quite spacious.
There is a king-size bed, a long sofa complete with a table. The following electronic devices are refrigerators, available also there. Not to forget, a bathroom with transparent glass walls, became a distinctive feature for the rooms in a brothel owned by Mami Imelda in the city area.
Bare-chested, the old man called Boss walked up to the ten women who were already neatly lined up. Smiling was engraved on both corners of his blackened lips due to smoking too often.
Shamelessly, the old man even dared to sniff the niche of the necks of some women. Hmm, it's like a dog sniffing its prey.
The two eyes of the old man, as if about to just come out, when he saw some prominent body parts of the ten women. His saliva was like he wanted to drip, when he did not know his shame, he pulled the cleavage of the women who posed in such a way.
However, after closely observing the wacky-bodied women, none of them made anything behind the shorts she was wearing, standing tall.
Very rudely, the man pulled the first woman he pushed earlier. With a facial expression that was difficult to describe, the old man then stripped the woman's clothes until there was not a thread left there.
Still bare-chested and wearing only shorts. The old man walked towards the television shelf. A second later, he turned on the television that aired a music channel with a fairly tight volume.
"Deliver!" the old man orders the paid woman who is already standing naked.
The woman looks awkward because she has to dance naked to be watched by colleagues of one profession. However, he had no other choice. The old man had already paid for it, and he had to obey what the man's will was.
"You look at this, Melda!" Appoint the old man on the twin hills that have been slightly decreased.
"Is there still a taste for something as soft as this?" said the old man while playing two objects that have not been blocked by lacy glasses.
A second later, the old man pulled the woman's hand and turned and turned his back to the women who were still neatly lined.
"Look at both of his buttocks. Does a butt like this deserve you to hire me. Huh, there's not the slightest bit of gummy?"
The man continued to smear the woman with insults.
Unable to get bad treatment from the buyer, the woman also pushed the old man's body. A second later, he pulled the bed sheet and wrapped his body using the bed sheet.
"Enough, Sir. If you insult me, it means you're insulting yourself. Are you not aware of your wrinkled skin?!" said the woman.
Plaque!
The palm of the hand, sounded loud in the room.
"Dissolve everything! Disperse!"
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Until the sun begins to show its light. Imelda was unable to close her eyes. Last night's show had made his heart riled up.
Because of the dimmer beam of merchandise, Imelda also had to lose customers and bear considerable losses overnight. If it continues like this, then for a long time his business will go bankrupt.
"Huh, I have to go to the village to find new prey!"
