Buying My Maid's womb
Unlocking Pants

Sunday has arrived, tomorrow the time is for Bening and Nilam to leave for Jakarta. They agreed to use a railway line that would take approximately eight hours to travel. They will leave at nine in the morning to get to Jakarta not until night because they will also immediately look for a contract.

Everything is clear, the clothes are already in a medium-sized suitcase. All important files have also been included. Now it's time to open the piggy bank. Almost three years he saved, set aside a small pocket money. Lucky he was a frugal child, could set aside money every day even if only abuse.

"Would you open the piggy bank, son?" Mother walked slowly into the room that was closed by curtains without doors. Bening smiled slightly and nodded.

"I'm sorry Mom and Dad, yes" said his mother again. He looked over, looking at his mother lovingly.

"Why apologize, Mom? Everything has been outlined. Bening never protested at the circumstances."

Mother returned the grip of Bening's hand in her own hands at this moment. He rubbed his daughter's head gently. The ones who have grown up and are beautiful. I just hope, hopefully in the big city full of danger, Bening will always be protected by the great.

"Mother and father are failing, cannot make you happy" his mother said. Bening immediately strengthened his hand grip and then wiped the tears of his heart jewel.

"Mother and father, are the best parents for Bening. Clear it, which should make your father and mother happy. Bening just wants Mom to always pray Bening wherever Bening is, Mom. Bening also promised to take care of himself."

His mother could no longer afford to speak, only a small nod as an expression of taste. Bening grabbed his piggy bank again. He smiled again and started to break it.

"Mother help Bening count it."

Bu Sukma nodded, they began to sink into the activity. The amount is decent, can be for Bening keep as stock during job search. Bening put it in plastic crackle. He would soon exchange it for a vegetable merchant not far from his home.

"Just trade first, ma'am. That afternoon I met the guy he said he was willing to trade."

"You want to accompany me, Ning?"

The two left, went outside after saying goodbye to the father. The road in the village was indeed quite quiet at curfews like this. Time does not yet show eight o'clock. Although the vegetable merchant's house is not so far from their contract, but Bening is more comfortable if accompanied.

"That's the man waiting, ma'am." Bening smiled faintly looking at a middle-aged woman who was waving with her friendly smile.

"Sorry Mom, old." Bening said politely after being invited to sit down.

"It's okay, Ning. Oh yeah, which one to exchange? It's good to make change."

Bening immediately handed over the black crackle filled with pennies. For three years of saving, the money can indeed be said to be good.

Clear receiving sheet by sheet of money that has been exchanged. He smiled and immediately nodded. Arriving at home Bening pulled some sheets.

"It's to pay the rent this month, ma'am."

"No, Ning. Just save it for you, later in Jakarta, the cost of living is very expensive."

Bening shook his head with a smile and still handed the money to his mother.

"Take it, Mom. Later in Jakarta, there will be a change."

Mom looked at Bening with a teary look. He hugged his obedient daughter. Bening returned his mother's embrace because after today, they would definitely be able to meet again for a long time. It's okay, Bening will try as hard as possible to make both parents happy even if only with a patch of rice fields that will certainly be cultivated later.