The Primadona Malam

Fainted

A crushing blow, landing right on Togar's right jaw. The man whose hand was covered in scorpion tattoos, immediately strayed back. A second later, Togar stood up again and looked in surprise at his companion.

"Eh, you jerk! Kenape you hit me, Dan?" shouted Togar, not accepting the attitude of Hamdan who had dared to hit him.

"You jerk, Bang! Kanape you touched that boy too!" Hamdan shouted back, pointing at Niram who was sitting curled up, clutching his legs.

"Well, who wants to touch that boy," elak Togar, smiled cynically.

"Udah, Bang. You don't have to hide that. I see with my own eyes, if you want to nyium tuh girl. Bener, right?" hamdan.

"Sotoy, lu!" togar hatch. "Even if it is, what does it have to do with you!" ketus Togar, exhale violently.

"Lunatic you, Ban! You should be thanking me. If you know what you're doing behind it, you can be slashed, Bang!" hamdan said, furious.

"Halah .. it's up to you!"

Togar snorted in annoyance. A second later, he left the room where Niram was held.

After his partner disappeared from behind the door, Hamdan approached Niram. He crouched down in front of Niram while bending one of his legs.

"Eat!" said Hamdan, thrusting the plate that Togar brought earlier.

Niram shook his head. "I-I don't want to eat," he said.

Hamdan could only sigh. "Eat, or you can lose strength for tomorrow" Hamdan said.

"To-please get a-me out of here. I-I beg ..." ask Niram while clenching his hands together.

Hamdan could only look at the girl with a look of pity. To be honest, he felt pity every time he saw the new girl the brokers brought in for sale in this place. However, Hamdan's work forced him to do heart. Act without knowing taste.

"Don't make things difficult for yourself. Eat up!" hamdan stood up.

Shortly afterwards, Hamdan swung his steps out of the confinement room.

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Somewhere else.

"Seriously, have you brought the money?" ask Imas.

"Yes, it's 650 million!" sukma's on the other end of the phone.

"E-six ra-ratus li-ma pu-luh million?!" cry Imas, "that's a lot, sir!" he added while rounding his two eyeballs.

"Yes. If you don't believe it, you just come home. Dad's still on the road. Just returned from the Bank," continued Sukma.

"I-yes, Sir. Now also, Imas the way to the house of the Father," concluded Imas while hanging up the phone.

650 too? Jeez ... How many zeros, huh? inner Imas grinned.

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The Lila residence.

"Yes, Oma. Ahsan is still off for college, but Ahsan still has a job at home," replied Ahsan rejecting Lila's subtle offer.

Natasya approached Ahsan and said, "Lu seriously want to go home?"

"Seriously, Yes. Tomorrow I have a promise to bring her husband Mbok to ENT. I don't feel good if I have to break my promise" Ahsan replied.

"Yes, be careful on the road" Natasya continued.

Ahsan nodded. He then said goodbye to Lila.

"Oma, Tasya Anterin Ahsan to the front first yes," Natasya's permission.

"Yes, son," replied Lila. "Be careful on Nak Ahsan's road!" the message.

Natasya and Ahsan went hand in hand. Making the old woman smile at the sight before her.

Really, if only there was a fate match between them, surely they would be a matching couple, thought Lila.

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The atmosphere at night was so bright and crowded, making Niram's limp body move. With the rest of his strength still in his possession, Niram stood close to the door.

Above the door is a bovenlis. Niram circulated his gaze, trying to find something that he could make a foothold to see the atmosphere outside through the bovenlis.

Suddenly, Niram's gaze was locked onto the dressing chair. With gontai, Niram stepped closer to the dresser.

There is no power to lift the chair. Since morning, in addition to breakfast and a glass of warm tea, Niram has not touched any food yet. The food that was served this afternoon is now a little slimy. Not worth consuming. So Niram decided not to eat it. Niram could only push the chair slowly.

Little by little, Niram kept pushing him. In the end, the chair touched the door. Slowly, Niram began to climb onto the chair. He was so curious about the commotion that was sourced from outside his containment room.

Slightly to tiptoed, both hands of Niram held on to the bottom side of the bovenlis. Flickering the colorful lights, Niram widened his eyes to see what was going on out there. The music's thump was not clear in its rhythm, faintly beginning to sound in Niram's ears.

The hijab-wearing girl was getting curious about the atmosphere outside. Moreover, when he saw dozens of women dressed up pretty, and dressed for lack of materials, passing by in front of his room.

It seemed, there were many rooms lined up in front of the Niram containment room. And that made Niram even more astonished. There were a lot of men going in and out of those rooms. Starting from a man in a tie and wearing a suit, or a man who only wears a jacket. However, among the men Niram saw, one-third of them were aged.

Niram shuddered in horror when he saw the young woman entering a room right in front of him. The woman walked into the room with a man who looked old. And what makes the hair of Niram bristles more, the couple more worthy of being called father and son do indecent deeds in the doorway.

"Astaghfirullahaladzim .." murmured Niram as he got down from the chair.

For a moment, Niram stood there. His heart was racing, trying to digest one by one what he had just seen.

The colorful lights, the loud bang of music, and the frenetic atmosphere of the night in this place, like a place to party. But a party to celebrate what? think Niram.

Slowly, Niram stepped onto the bed. He began to sit on the edge of the bed.

Women wrapped in potluck material. The middle-aged men who entered the room. A couple of guys making out outside the room. Long groans and moans that are mutually unpretentious. Makes his chest heat up and rumble.

Could this be a place to play? Where the striped-nose men vent out desires that are not in place.

The strong groans in the next room further made Niram's head almost break. He never expected to be in a cursed place like this.

Nah!No!" shouted Niram who started to feel his body getting limp. In the next second, Niram fell down and was unable to see and hear anything more.