The Primadona Malam

Yura Sang Primadona Night

"Yep, here's the sucker!" screeched the girl after she managed to get a straw. Shortly thereafter, the little girl ran back to her room. "Drink!" his orders while offering straws.

Niram tried to wake up. However, fatigue again afflicted him. By force, he just raised his head to be able to suck water from the glass.

After his throat felt wet, Niram then lay his head back down. For a moment he stared blankly at the ceiling of the room. There was absolutely no movement from Niram. Eventually, the girl decided to start a conversation.

"Who are you, and why in the middle of the night can you faint in the middle of the street like that?" ask the girl.

Instead of answering, Niram was covered in tears. And a second later, she was screaming hysterically. Made the girl jump off the edge of the bed.

For a moment, the girl only saw Niram who was sobbing in his place. It was seen several times Niram wanted to put his body aside, in an effort to avoid the girl's gaze. However, it cannot.

Slowly, the girl approached Niram.

Seeing so many bruises on some parts of Niram's body, and also the bluish-red markings around Niram's neck and chest, the girl could conclude something bad, must have happened to him.

"Sorry, did you suffer abuse? Or maybe persecution, emh ... or have you been forcibly molested by someone?" ask the girl without talking.

Niram did not answer, only his sobs were getting louder.

I heard a heavy breath from the girl. For some reason, not even a little implied sympathy from the look of his face. The girl simply took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

"Gue take a shower first. Cry if it can make your heart relieved. But just so you know, even crying blood will never restore your virginity. Don't be too dramatized. After all life is only once, and you should be thankful that at least that bastard didn't wipe your life out!" said the girl at length.

There was a furious tone from his tone of speech. Not long after, the girl left Niram who still continues to be as excited.

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"Thank God, you finally called me, San. Where the hell are you from? How not to pick up my phone," natasya grumbled when picking up a phone call from her best friend.

"Sorry, Yes. I am abis praying dawn," Ahsan replied on the other end of the phone.

"Hey, since when did the dawn prayer move the airtime," said Natasya who felt strange with Ahsan's answer.

"Hehehe, all night I can't sleep, Shay. Yes, wake up late" replied Ahsan, honestly.

"Well, why can't you sleep, San? Don't-don't, you think girl huh?" natasha Goda.

"Yourf!" Only a rude gasp of breath could be heard from the other end of the phone.

"San, are you okay?" ask Natasya.

"Sure! I'm fine," Ahsan replied.

"But what, you're so nervous, San? Things are fine at home, aren't they?"

Natasha asked with anxiety. The atmosphere in his best friend's house, not much better than his own. It's just that, the two Natasya parents always reply to each other whenever there is a debate. While Ahsan's parents, could still hide their quarrel.

"Well, Yes. Bokap nyokap I'm fine," Ahsan said, not wanting to make his best friend feel anxious.

"Keep you why? From your tone of voice, it looks very if you are worrying about something," continued Natasya.

"No, Yes. I'm not pa-pa" elak Ahsan.

"Huh, I hope you don't lie to me anymore" Natasya said.

"Hahaha .. be calm, yes. I'm not lying to you, really," Ahsan denied. "Oh yeah, by the way did you just call me?" continued.

"Emh, I'd like to ask to be picked up. That is if you have time, replied Natasya.

"Please, Yes. I always have time, for you," Ahsan said.

"Yes, I'm waiting here huh. Watch out for the GPL," said Natasya, spoiled.

"TWG?" reset Ahsan.

"No Old Pake!" niram.

"Oalah .. ready, Boss!" reply Ahsan.

Crisp laughter was heard from the two just before the couple cut off communication.

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Crewman!

Holding hunger from being held captive, causing Niram's stomach to conspire. Of course this made the helper feel astonished. Again he took a deep breath when he realized the state of Niram.

"Udah, you don't have to cry anymore. Now, I'll go ahead and make breakfast. Inget, you wait here! Don't worry about escaping! Just be careful if you try to run, I send it to Babeh Ali all of you," said the girl as she pointed her index finger. Like a mother who poses a threat to her child.

Niram. Let alone run away, to move his lips he was already helpless. Niram could only observe the movements of the girl who was changing clothes.

Without feeling embarrassed, the girl opened her sleeping kimono in front of Niram. A second later, he was wearing a t-shirt and trousers. After changing clothes, the girl left the room.

Niram returned to his eyes. Tracing every inch of the contents of this room through his retina. Suddenly, Niram's eyes locked onto a frame with Yura's words inside. Hmm, is the name of the girl who helped him Yura? But how could he meet Yura? Didn't the night rise when Niram came out of the old house?

Feeling that he did not get an answer to every question, Niram closed his eyes again. The wrinkled face shadow of his parents, making Niram's chest tight again. Tears that had dried up, now shed again.

Oh my God .. What should I say to them? inner Niram.

Half an hour passed. The girl came back with a black plastic bag in her hand.

"Can you wake up?" ask him to Niram.

Niram did not answer. However, her body movements hinted if she was trying to wake up.

"Huh, suck!" snort the girl.

After storing black plastic on her dresser, the girl bent over to help Niram wake up.

"Well, done!" said the girl, "it's time to eat, now" she continued, grabbing the package.

Deftly, the girl took out two packs of rice from inside the crackle bag. He then handed the parcel to Niram.

"Lu can eat alone, right? Or do I want a bribe?" bargained for.

Niram shook his head. A second later, he took the rice packet from the girl's hand.

"A-is Yu-yura, your name?" tanya Niram.

"Oh yes, we have not been acquaintances" said the girl. "Know, my name is Yura. The prima donna of the night" he said with pride.

Niram welcomed the hand of the person who claimed to be named Yura. Although in his heart, he did not understand the meaning of the sentence of the night prima donna.

"Na-name sa-ya, Niram," Niram replied.

"Oh yes, eat! You need nutrition to forget all the bad things in your life. Eat up!" Back Yura gave the order.

Niram just nodded. After the rice packet opened, Niram began to scoop up the nasi uduk that the helper had bought.