The Primadona Malam
First Guest
The next day, with both parents delivered, Natasya finally arrived at Soetta airport. In the waiting area, there was already Ahsan and his two parents. Karen and Brama shake hands with Ahsan's parents.
"Sorry, Ma'am. I became troublesome parents Mbak in Jogja," Karen said when expressing Natasya's desire to study and live in the residence of Kania's parents.
"Ish, it's nothing, Jeng. My parents will definitely be happy with Tasya's presence" Kania said.
"Inget, Yes. Keep the company there. One more thing, you have to know what Mbah akung said to be the same princess. No disputing, "Brama's advice.
"Yes, Pa," replied Natasha.
"Not to worry, Bram. There is Ahsan who will keep your daughter there" said Kusuma.
"Yes, Mas. I believe Ahsan can take care of Tasya. Not all this time, only Ahsan can persuade Tasya if again sulking," joked Brama.
"Papa, uh .." - whine Natasha.
"Here, so jaim lu," Ahsan led to his childhood best friend.
"Ish, what the hell. Not really," Natasya said, pursing her lips.
The parents could only smile at the debate between the two young people.
Shortly thereafter, calls for passengers with the destination began to be heard. Ahsan and Natasya stopped the debate. The two of them then say goodbye to their parents before finally boarding the plane
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At 8 am. The grave for the final resting place of Imas, has been completed. With the delivery of children, husbands, parents and some of the closest neighbors, the body of Imas was carried to the public cemetery owned by DKM local village.
Arriving at TPU, Halim, Sukma and a local cleric, came down to receive the body from the burrow. While the head of RT and some young cadets of the village coral, took the body out of the coffin and handed it to Halim, Sukma and the cleric.
The funeral process of Imas looks so quiet. Only the fingers of the neighbors could be counted that led him to his final resting place. Neighbors who did not take part, generally reasoned not to know Imas and his family.
It is true, in fact, the Imas family besides being known as a family full of drama, they are also not people who are good at hanging out in their environment.
Completed funeral. Both of Imas' parents returned home. Nearby neighbors who had taken him were dispersing. Sugistiawan. The man said goodbye shortly after the talqin mayit was read.
Stay Halim and his son are still faithfully crouching next to the tomb whose land is still red. Deep sadness, so obvious in the faces of the father and son. However, no more tears were shed. It seems, both Halim and Rayyan, both of them have been very sincere to let go of the woman.
While praying, Halim's phone ring sounded so loud. Halim immediately reached into his pants pocket. His forehead frowned when he saw a row of cell phone numbers that he did not know.
"Hello, assalamu'alaikum!" greet Halim.
"With Mr Halim?" ask the voice of a woman on the other end of the phone.
"Yes, right. Who is this, huh?" Halim began to ask.
"I'm Sister Agni from the hospital where your twins were treated" said the person, who was one of the nurses from the regional hospital.
"Ah, yes Sus. Sorry, I haven't been able to see my daughter. Here, his mother's funeral has just been completed" replied Halim.
"Yes, Sir. I understand the situation there. Look, Sir. I would like to inform if one of the twin daughters of the Father is experiencing a condition that is quite bad. For that, we are very much waiting for the arrival of the Father this afternoon as well. So that the doctor can discuss the next treatment of your daughter," explained Sister Agni.
The deg!
Halim's heart seemed to stop beating hearing the news he had just heard. Not finished the pain in the heart of the departure of the beloved wife, now Halim must accept the bitter reality about one of her twin daughters.
"Good, Sus. I will go to the hospital soon," concluded Halim.
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Since Niram was present at the place. Mama Rossa's brothel is increasingly visited by striped men from various circles. They were curious about the beauty of Niram. Although no one could ever touch him. However, they enjoy the service of Niram which is only limited to accompany karaoke.
After three days, Mama Rossa met Niram in her room.
"Wear this!" mama Rossa orders while handing over the red dress to Niram.
"What is this, Ma?" tanya Niram while unfurling minidress that is so fine fiber fabric.
"That's a lucky shirt. Today is your first day at work. Hopefully you can get guests who appreciate your service," said Mama Rossa.
Niram smiled wryly. "Although it's my first day, but it's not my first night either, Ma." Lirih Nirams.
"I know, but you don't have to worry. You've done what I told you, haven't you?" ask Mama Rossa.
"Yes, Ma" replied Niram.
"You and the pills you take regularly, right?" Mama Rossa asked again.
Niram nodded.
"Goodoo. Quickly change clothes and dress up beautiful. After that, Akas will take you to the Bintang hotel" said Mama Rossa.
"Ho-hotel?" niram asked, surprised.
"Yes. The guest is waiting at the Star Hotel. You can serve him there."
"But why stay at the hotel, Ma? Why did he not come here?" asked Niram, nervous.
"Why? You don't want to?" Search Mama Rossa.
"Bu-not that, Ma. Sa-I just don't know how to start," said Niram.
"You don't have to start. Let him start and guide you. Naturally, that relationship would happen. You just have to enjoy it. Never be considered a burden!" Obviously Mama Rossa. "Royal change! The meeting is soon over. Akas will take you to his room. You should've been there before he came. Understand!" coined.
"Good, Ma."
Half an hour passed. Niram increasingly looks beautiful and passionate with the style of clothing given by his foster mother.
"Hopefully succeed" whispered Yura just before Niram went to see his first guest.
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The Star hotel.
"Mr Alfaruk, Room 203 on the 4th floor," said the hotel receptionist when Akas asked about his client.
Akas invites Niram to take the elevator. After finding his room, Akas immediately attached the cardlock to open the door. A second later, the door opened.
"Come in, and wait for Lord Alfaruk in the room" Akas commanded.
Niram nodded. A second later, he entered such a spacious and magnificent hotel room.
Niram sat on the sofa. His eyes looked straight ahead. His view looks so empty. Apparently, Niram was drowning in his daydream.
Lord Alfaruk? Who Lord Alfaruk will be my first guest. Is he someone who is young, or vice versa?
