The Primadona Malam

Feel Comfortable

Halim's heart was racing as one of the women dressed in tight clothes turned his head. It's not wrong, he's Niram, Halim thought.

Likewise with Niram, his heart rhymed irregularly when he saw the shadow of the uncle he respected, standing upright not far from before him.

"Pa-paman," muttered Niram who could still be heard by Yura.

"What's? So he's your uncle?" pekik bated Yura.

Niram did not answer Yura's question. He even invited Yura to leave immediately.

"Come, Ma'am. We're getting out of here!" niram said as he turned his body.

Indeed, Niram could not see the astonished gaze of his uncle. Niram couldn't help but hurt his uncle.

"Wait on, son!"

Halim is going after Niram. However, his steps came to a halt when the pharmacy clerk called out his son's name. Very forced, Halim returned to the pharmacy counter to take her son's medicine.

Outside the hospital, Niram was still hastily walking away from the hospital. Arriving by the highway, the two women stopped a public transport that passed in front of them. Shortly after, they boarded the car.

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Halim's mind was completely unsettled after seeing the apparition of Niram. The nephew who was once proud of his unwavering faith, somehow now looks different.

No more hijab covering the hair on his head. There were no more loose clothes covering his curves. Precisely what exists now, is Niram who looks brave and accustomed to wearing clothes that show the curves of his body.

Oh my God... What's wrong with you, son? What did you not know all this time? Have you chosen the wrong friend? Have you been wrong to go through the association?

Questions came to Halim. Her heart ached after seeing the shape of Niram who was already like a city woman who was too bold to expose her body.

"Astaghfirullah!" halim muttered.

A moment later, Halim headed to the registration counter to check the address of the patient named Niram Kirana, his nephew.

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Arrive at home.

"Why did you run away from him?" ask Yura.

"I can't let him down, Ma'am" replied Niram.

"Shh, Nir. You should have faced him. You take out his bin cover with your uncle, let him know his degenerate behavior!" grunt Yura, annoyed.

"I don't want them to fight because of me, Ma'am," Niram continued.

"Jeez, Niram ...! Ih, you tuh, yes .. still think of others. If indeed they were fighting, it would not be because of you, but because of his greedy nature. You're the victim, Niram. The victim! So you have the right to hold his bin accountable your uncle!" yura shouted as she clenched her hands together. Yura herself felt anxious with Niram's overly kind attitude.

"If Imas can account for his actions, what will my chastity return? Even if Imas begs for mercy, can it eliminate the fetus that is in my womb? Even if they fight until they split? Can I take back the time before I was abused? No, Ma'am! Everything will never go back to how it was!" peekkik Niram's. "I don't think about uncle. I don't care at all about the aunt who sold me. The only thing I care about, is Rayyan. Maak can imagine, how the fate of the child if until his parents separated. Maak can imagine, how he would be beaten if he knew the vile deeds of his mother who always adored. I can't risk Rayyan's future. I don't want Rayyan's life to be ruined by all the harsh realities I've suffered" Niram said at length.

"Yourf!"

Yura could only exhale violently. After all, he had to respect the decision of his best friend.

"Yes, get dressed and get some rest! Let me buy food for us" Yura ordered.

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In one of the hotel rooms in Dubai, a man was packing his clothes. His smile never escaped from both corners of his thick lips. Every now and then, those lips humming signified her heart was so overjoyed.

"Where are you going, Mom?" ask Karen, the wife.

"But it hasn't been even a week, Mas," said Karen.

"Want to?" brama continued, still looks fun to put his clothes in the suitcase.

"I haven't visited all my relatives" Karen continued.

"That's your business. I told you, I came here on business. If you really want to go visit your brother, go alone! No need to wait for my business to be done. I don't have much time to accompany you around."

"But Mas, if we don't go together, they will think our relationship is not harmonious" Karen said.

"Well what's your problem? You know how harmonious our relationships are, and then what I care if they have such thoughts. I have decided, tonight, I will return to Indonesia. If you still live here, go ahead! I won't force you to come home with me. Understand!" brama's.

Finished cleaning his clothes. Brama immediately went to the bathroom to refresh his body.

Tega you, Mas. I know our marriage is just a feeling of selflessness. However, at least you can play a little theatrical in front of my papa big family, the inner Karen while shedding tears.

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Niram's phone rang again screaming. Niram who was reading a novel, immediately grabbed his phone. Alfaruk's name is on the phone screen. Make both corners of Niram's lips lifted.

"Sore, Mother!" greet Niram shortly after the phone is connected.

"Good afternoon my little angel" wooed Alfaruk on the other end of the phone.

Niram laughed spoiled at the adult man's flirtation.

"What did you call?" ask Niram.

"Mas misses you, dear," said Alfaruk.

"Idiih, the menu .." ledek Niram, "yes, Mas. Niram missed too," he added.

"Yes already, tonight Mas wait in the apartment, yes," said Alfaruk.

"Apartment?" reset Niram.

"Yes, Honey. Your apartment," continued Alfaruk.

"meaning?" Niram asked again.

"Mas just bought an apartment for you, Nir. Incidentally, Mas managed to win the tender from Mas's colleague company in Dubai" said Alfaruk.

"Waaah .. congratulations, Mas. Hmm, I'm great. Real businessperson! Niram is proud of the same, Mas," praise Niram sincerely.

"Thank you, honey," said Alfaruk.

A very simple compliment, which is spoken only through words. However, this praise has made Alfaruk's heart soar. He felt appreciated as a real man. Therefore, Alfaruk feels comfortable with Niram.

"Yes already, Mas shareloc addresses his apartment. Later tonight I wait. And dress up beautiful. You didn't forget to take care of her, did you, Nir?" rasping Alfaruk on the other end of the phone.

"Just calm down, Mom. Everything is awake only for Mas" replied Niram, spoiled.

"Thank you, honey. Hang up the phone!"

Without waiting for a reply, the phone connection was cut off.

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In a luxury apartment unit. Alfaruk smiled as he circulated his gaze throughout the room that was filled with household appliances that were quite luxurious. He felt proud to have successfully bought an apartment for his mistress.

"This will be the most comfortable place for me. Even more so if Niram had already occupied it. Really, that woman, despite her young age, but she knows how to make me feel good about being with her. Ah Niram ... My little niram," muttered Alfaruk with a big smile.