The Primadona Malam

Sequestered

Indeed, Niram was completely confused by the word transaction that Sukma had uttered and the woman whose makeup looked like a monkey mask.

"What transaction, Uncle? Wh-what does all this mean? Actually, where's the cafe?" ask Niram plain.

Instead of answering the plain girl's question, Sukma instead gestured for both Imelda's bodyguards to take Niram away.

For a moment, Togar and Hamdan stared at Imelda. A moment after Imelda nodded, the two strong-bodied men immediately ambushed Niram.

"Eh, what the fuck? You want what?" yelled Niram, rebelling.

But what is the meaning of Niram energy compared to the energy of the two men of solid body. Niram's mouth was smothered so strongly. A second later, the tall body was dragged into a room with minimal light

Brugh!

Niram's body was pushed strong until it fell on the bed.

Click!

A second later, Togar pressed the switch until the low-light light went out instantly.

Brak!

Clamps!

Before long, Hamdan tightly closed the door and locked it. Finally, the village girl was held captive in a room without a single lamp.

Dug-dug-dug!

"Take me off! Get me out of here! Help u! Help me!"

Niram continued to shout while banging on the door of the room where he was held. However, the two men did not shout Niram. He just grinned as he passed leaving Niram in the pitch-black room.

In a pretty luxurious room.

"500 million, deal!" imelda said as she threw a check in front of Sukma.

"Ais, that's really aje lu! Cook is still rannum that you pricein this way," replied Sukma, not even touching a piece of check lying on the floor.

"Ranum according to you, not necessarily also clingy," ledek Imelda.

"Ajig gile! You don't know aje, here. Uh, Melda! Just so you know, ye. Ntuh the son of Halim, the lakinya the Imas. Bring it from the village anyway, how could not claim so," said Sukma a little emotion because Imelda as underestimated the catch.

In fact, Imelda could already see if the girl Sukma had brought, was an innocent girl who must still be innocent. Totally untouched by the ignorant hands of a man. However, Imelda herself did not want to lose. He will not be able to squander money for a girl who will certainly rebel and not feel comfortable with his work later.

Imelda approaches Sukma. He then crouched down to pick up the check he had just thrown. A second later, Imelda tore the check and put the nominal again on the second check sheet.

"650 million, and I hope there are no more offers!" firmly Imelda while brandishing the check in front of Sukma's face.

The old man smirked. He then snatched the check from Imelda's hand. "It's nice to work with you, Mamih Imel," he said with a smile.

"Huh, lots of your bacots! There go!" oust Imelda who was feeling bored with the look of Sukma's face.

"Excuse me... beautiful!" pamit Sukma while pinching Imelda's cheek slowly

"Iyy, shit!" snort Imelda, while rubbing the cheeks touched by the wrinkled fingers of the old man.

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Natasya arrives at a bus stop where she makes an appointment with her new friend. However, there Natasya did not see her best friend Once again, she circulated her gaze to look for the whereabouts of Niram. However, the result remains the same. The hooded girl was nowhere to be seen around the bus stop.

"Sorry, Yes. Yes how else, the name is also the call of nature," Ahsan said, trying to defend himself.

"Part of your behavior from small really does not change anyway, San. How could you possibly be fat-stomachy, if abis ate you directly BAB." Niram is mocking the habits of his best friend.

"Yeayy, his name is also customary, yes. Yes it's hard, want to be rejected as well" Ahsan replied.

"But you should know dong's time, San. If the cake gini, 'would pity me waiting later," complained Natasya.

"Yes, I'm sorry .. I don't know that your friend is that," Ahsan said.

"Baperan, anyway!" natasya said pouty.

"Yes his abisnya .. a little late just run away," explained Ahsan.

"A little where Bambang is! You don't realize we're nearly two hours late" Natasya said.

"Yes-yes, I'm sorry .. I'm not wrong," Ahsan replied, "keep going, where are we going now?" coined.

Natasha quiet. He himself was at a loss to look for Niram to which area. Jakarta is wide. Although he was born in this metropolitan city, but until the age of 20 years, he could not memorize all the areas in Jakarta.

"Yes, take me to Tambun aja," continued Natasya.

"Tambuns? That's a long way, Neng!" Ahsan Protest.

"Bodo very! That's as your punishment for my late nganterin. Hear it!" natasya firmly while ruffled waist.

"Yes-yes."

Ahsan. He finally escorted Natasya to Tambun to see her relatives.

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Tired of banging on the door of the room for hours, Niram finally began to give up. He dropped his body on the doorstep. His hands hugged both knees tightly.

Although Niram did not understand the events that had happened to him. However, Niram was sure that everything was not okay. Moreover, he was treated inhumanely by being held captive in a dark room.

Niram could only focus his face between his knees. He did not expect that he would suffer such bad luck. Instantly, he recalled the last words he had heard from the mouth of Sukma.

A transaction? What did the old man mean by saying transaction? Is he trading me? Has he sold me to the old woman? inner Niram began to guess.

Instantly, Niram begins to be haunted by bad thoughts about human trafficking that he often hears happen in big cities. His two shoulders shuddered in horror at the thought that he had become one of the victims of a human trafficking crime.

"Astaghfirullahaladzim! I gotta get out of here. Or else my life would have ended tragically" murmured Niram.

With the remaining energy he still had, Niram stood up again. He kept banging on the door of the holding room. Wish an angel would help him out of the darkness of this place.

O Lord .. please protect the servant," cried Niram in his heart.

"Open door! Please, get me out of here! I promise, I will do whatever you ask. But please get me out of here!"

back Niram was rummaging weakly from behind the door of his confinement room.

Hearing the heartbreaking conversation, Imelda instead felt pity. He looked even more pleased with the lamentation of the girl.

"Wait a minute, son. If the time comes, Mamih will definitely get you out of that stuffy room!"