The Primadona Malam

Pantingly

Niram knitted her eyebrows together when she saw Yura dressed up at this hour. Not only did it look beautiful, Yura's polished makeup on her face was so thick. Even the lipstick color used is very bright, to the point of seeming challenging.

His clothes? Uuuh, the clothes look very less material and so tight. The curves of Yura's body, which is like a Spanish guitar, are clearly drawn from behind the clothes worn by Yura.

"Nir, I go first, yeah. If you want to eat, just open the refrigerator. Many instant foods that you can get in the microwave. Or, if you want to cook noodles, in the kitchen cabinet there are many instant noodles from various brands. You just choose which one you like," said Yura while putting large earrings on both ears.

"Well, where's Yura going?" tanya Niram.

Honestly, curiosity began to tickle in the recesses of Niram's heart when he saw Yura dressed so seductively.

"Gue work first, Nir," Yura said.

"Work?!" exclaim Niram. "At this hour?" continued.

Yura nodded as she grabbed the hanging sling bag.

"But ker-ja what, Ma'am?" ask Niram again.

Yura. He stared fixedly at the person he had just helped last night. For the size of a friend who just met, it feels like Yura doesn't have to explain about her personal life.

"Gue go first, Nir. And remember my message well!" yura firmly.

After putting on her heels, Yura came out of the room.

Inside the room, Niram could only sit dumbstruck by looking at Yura's behavior. For a moment, his two eyes again combed the room shades of green wardah. Trying to find a clue about the girl who helped him. However, Niram did not find a single clue as to who and how Yura really was.

The only thing he could find in this shady room, was a photo of Yura with a young man. And a frame bearing his name.

Who is that young man? Is he Yura's lover? batin Niram while linking his two eyebrows.

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Meanwhile. Halim continued to pacing back and forth in the front room. His face looked so worried. Every now and then, the man pulled up the curtain to see the clattering of footsteps in front of his rented house.

Halim hoped that the footsteps belonged to her nephew. Although Imas said, Niram had worked and chose to move to the boarding house, but for Halim, it felt impossible.

"Is it possible that Niram forgot his way home?" halim muttered.

Thought Halim, that possibility could definitely happen. Remembering Niram had just set foot in this metropolitan city. Hmm, I'd better ask Ega in the morning.

Tired of thinking, Halim finally decided to return to the room. The night is getting darker. The fine snoring of Imas also sounded loud in the atmosphere of the night that began to quiet.

Halim crawled on the bed. He laid his body beside Imas who was snoring. For a moment, he stared at the already bigger belly of Imas. Halim smiled broadly at the thought of her twin daughters being born. Hmm, the more crowded it will be in this house, inner Halim while rubbing the stomach slowly of the wife.

Suddenly, Imas' body moved irregularly. There was a not so clear mutter. It's just that, sweaty hair began to appear around his forehead and temples. His head moved to and fro. Halim was glued to see the look on Imas' face that was like being frightened.

What exactly is the wife's dream? Why is his sweat pouring so hard? Is it possible that Imas is hiding something? thought Halim.

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Natasya was still wrapped in blankets on her bed. Even though the sun is beginning to show itself. However, it did not make the eyes of the beautiful girl, open.

Feeling the glare of the light of the king of the afternoon entering through the window of his room, Natasya turned and turned her back to the window. That made Karen shake her head.

Karen swung a step closer to the princess' bed. It has been almost two months that the bed was not occupied by the owner. Until this moment, Karen still can not believe if Natasya has returned to snoring smooth on the bed.

Thank goodness you're home, son. If not ... Mama can die standing up because of worrying about your situation out there, inner Karen while sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Law...."

Natasya muttered as she felt a cold touch on one of her cheeks. He turned back to his original position. Natasha's eyes narrowed to see whose hand was touching her. Natasya also smiled to find the mother smiling with warmth.

Natasya. He slightly raised his head and finally lay down on the lap of the mother. Hmm, it had been a long time since she felt the cushion from her mother's lap. Natasha was sleeping again.

Drowsiness is still whack. Moreover, the gentle sweep of the mother's hand on her head, making both Natasya's eyes even heavier.

Karen did not dare to wake her daughter. Although there were many things she wanted to ask Natasya, about the time when she was outdoors. However, Karen was reluctant to disturb her son's current comfort. Therefore, he faithfully continued to stroke the princess' hair.

Until after a few minutes have passed. Suddenly Karen is startled by Brama's voice calling her name. Karen was confused, Natasya still looks good sleeping on her lap. Makes Karen unable to wake up. However, Brama's voice still boomed calling his name.

In room.

Brama snorted in annoyance as Karen did not respond to his call. Once or twice, Brama can be patient. Until the third, fourth and fifth calls do not get the authorization as well. Brama started to ride.

"Where did that woman go?" gerutu Brama while opening the door of his room.

"Karen!" call Brama. "Are you deaf, huh? To the point of not being able to hear my call?" Brama asked again while shouting.

"A-anu, Tu-lord. It looks like Mimin saw his nyo entering non Tasya rooms" said the housekeeper at the Brama residence.

Not intending to ask any further, Brama swung her wide steps up the stairs towards the second floor.

Brak!

Brama opened the door to her son's room so rudely. Makes Karen and the owner of the room, jumped in shock. Both of Karen's shoulders moved upwards. Natasha sat down as soon as she heard the door open.

Brama did not care about the surprise of the two women. His heart was already hot as Karen ignored his call. He entered the room and blocked his wife's wrist.

"You're deaf, huh? Until you can't hear my call!" brama shouted as he pulled Karen's hand.

Inevitably, the 47-year-old woman stood up. Fortunately Natasha had already woken up from the top of her lap.

"Sorry, Pa. Mama couldn't answer because she was afraid to disturb her sleep, Tasya" replied Karen, trying to defend herself.

"Have a reason!" dengus Brama couldn't believe it. "Your son has woken up like that, you still want to sneeze too?" brama.

"For God's sake, Pa. Natasya was asleep in my lap, " Karen replied, trying to convince her husband.

However, Brama still did not believe it either. The check was inevitable again. Both defend their arguments. Makes Natasha back to her guard

"STOP!"