In the Silence of Nara
Part 1's

In the Silence of Nara

Chapter 1

Nara the speechless girl must live a bitter life with her mother and stepbrother. Nara's father married a widow of three children after her mother died. There was one thing that stuck in Nara's heart that she couldn't possibly forget. Nara's mother becomes ill after she learns that Nara's father is cheating on her.

For Nara her father was the cause of her mother's death. Poor little Nara could do nothing. After her mother died, she was taken by her father to move to the city where her father's affair originated.

In a new city without relatives makes Nara live a very heavy life. Nara is no longer schooled on the grounds, a boy who must go to high school because he is the one who will bear the family economy.

In fact, from the age of thirteen, Nara was forced to help the family economy, even more so after a work accident that made her father's leg had to be amputated. There Nara struggles for the living expenses of her and her father. 

While the stepchildren they fight for and are proud of can only spend what is there.

Time goes on, until finally Nara's father dies by leaving a house for his son and his wife. However, Nara's suffering was not over. He who should have the right to the inheritance was instead considered a hitchhiking.

Until one day, when their lifestyle is getting bigger while income is not there. Nara's stepbrothers had a very barbaric idea. On the consent of their mother, they sell Nara to pimps in their usual place squandering money from cheating.

That night was the worst night for Nara. He was twenty-two years old by then. Nara grew up to be a pretty girl even though she never cared. However, the beauty inherited by her mother remained naturally scattered.

At eight o'clock in the night, Nara was forcibly taken by brother number two. Using a car purchased from a deceptive result, Nara is brought in with her eyes closed. They intentionally do that so that Nara can not escape. 

Yang Nara knew, her hands were pulled so that her steps were quick, climbing a few steps and heard the occasional creak of the door being opened. After which, cold air pierced into Nara's body. The long-sleeved clothes he was wearing were unable to prevent the coldness of the AC room. 

Nara is taken to a discotheque that is hidden away. The discotheque was in a shopping mall located on the top floor, blending in with the children's play zone. Who would have thought, the wall depicted the cartoon characters, behind it is the largest discotheque in the city.

"Good stuff, nih, Mam," exclaimed Andi–abang number two.

When the blindfold was opened, Nara could see the room with minimal lighting.

"Take him into my room!" ask middle-aged women who are often called mami.

Andi again pulled Nara's hand violently, walking behind the bongsor woman.

"Hmmm, still original?" mami said.

Andi laughed at my mother's question. "Yes, still, dong. Still ting-ting." Andi pokes Nara's chin.

Nara shook her head, trying to dodge Andi's ignorant hand.

"Twenty million?" tawar mami's.

"Add, dong, Mam! This good stuff."

Bargaining occurs in the room. Nara is like a traded item.

Nara pleaded with sign language that never sell her. Sometimes he clasped mom's hand so that mom would be generous to let him go. However, let alone generosity, the friendliness he did not show.

"Mute?" ask Mami again to Andi.

"Yup." Andi raised both eyebrows. "Good, right? Can't protest. So how much, Mi?" keep Andi on again.

"Thirty," said Mami.

"We take the middle ground. Forty. Deal?" My mother extended a hand.

Without any pity, Andi welcomes a helping hand. They've already dealt in forty million. Now Nara's self has been bought by mami at a price of forty million.

The shadow of life is clearly visible. Nara pleads at Andi's feet not to leave her. With a single blow Andi released Nara's hand grip on her leg.

Nara bounced near the table. His head was slightly bumped against the foot of the table. Fortunately, he did not faint. Mami called Sonya, a comfort woman who was already quite senior. Mami told Sonya to bring clothes for Nara to wear. 

By being forced, Nara's long clothes had now changed to very short. Nara is wearing a skirt that is only an inch from the groin, if seated, will show ****** *****. So are tight shirt shirts, with short sleeves. This shirt is enough to print the shape of Nara's body.

"Pump! Old, yeah!" snapped Sonya.

He encouraged Nara to walk. Nara has trouble walking in high heels that Sonya has also prepared.

They began to enter a glass-walled room. There, Nara wore a number like when we were in the race. The beautiful and sexy girls were already standing facing the glass wall. From the outside the striped-nose men could see them. They were already like statues of clothes that were being displayed in the storefront.

Nara was forced to stand on equal footing with the other women. From inside the glass room, Nara could see some striped-nose men starting to talk to Sonya and mention the numbers. Yeah, that's the number that sexy lady wears. Nara can also hear, if the price deal, they can continue to make love one night. 

Nara's heart was beating so fast, the cold air of the room she did not feel, sweat soaked her forehead. Nara was also busy tugging down the skirt, hoping for a little longer. 

"Yes, Allah. Please help your servant, Yes, Allah!" please Nara inwardly.

While outside the glass room, there was a handsome twenty-eight-year-old man who continued to notice the unusual gurgle that Nara had pointed out. 

"Look at that chick!" judah said to his friend Aron.

"New boy's time." Aron continued to gulp down the drink in his left hand.

"Gue can't look at his face." Yudha said back.

"Dog, look like your angel." Aron rejected Yudha's head. "Where are you going?" aron cried when he saw Yudha had walked toward heaven.

"Gue wants that" Yudha told Sonya, pointing at Nara.

"The new stuff, baby," said Sonya spoiled. "Still hot-hotnya. Just got us delivered tonight."

Nara bowed uneasily because Yudha had chosen her.

"How much?" ask Yudha without further ado.

"Ten million."

"Gile face, Lu," upat Yudha.

"Would you like it?"

"Yes, already. I asked to send my aunt first," Yudha replied while removing the phone with the latest output bitten apple logo.

"Basar gigolo" sonya said.

"Shut up, Lu, pecun!" Yudha replies to Sonya's insinuations, causing Sonya to go mental.