
I opened my eyes slowly but what I found was that I was already in a dark and cramped room, with the mouth covered with duct tape and hands and feet did not escape from the strong rope ties, it hurt so much like my wrists and feet.
I spread my gaze again but it was very difficult because in this room it was too dark, until I realized there was a rush of footsteps getting closer and the door opened to make a little light in, so I realized that there was a rush of foot steps getting closer and the door opened to make a little light come in, the more I looked at the face of the man before me but because of the glare of light, his face could not be seen until he spoke and I memorized who the owner of the voice was.
"Anisa, haven't seen each other in a long time, how are you, baby?" said the man behind the black mask and his hat,
"i don't know who you are, you psychopath." Umpat me.
"ha ha ha. You must miss me, right Anisa, my beloved niece" she replied, opening her mask and hat.
He was Om toni, the younger brother of my late father, when I was 15 years old he took me to the city, he said he wanted to peddle me the way to enjoy the city of Jakarta because still the school holidays I was happy to come with him.
Until the unexpected happened to me, he took me to a place that contained a female karaoke guide and took me to the place of his leader Mamih Evelyn, he called.
I still don't know what, what I know is Mamih Evelyn gave Om Toni a brown envelope and I saw the contents of a lump of Money Then they shook hands after Om Toni left without taking me, leaving me with Mamih Evelyn.
There I was told to change clothes with inappropriate clothes, because I thought the clothes were less material I did not deserve to wear, Mamih forced me to wear the clothes until my breasts were a little visible, she said, I muttered until I didn't realize I was tickling him, he shouted and two bodyguards came to release my bite until I was finally thrown and hit the wall until finally fresh blood flowed from my head and these eyes were perfectly closed.
Four days passed, when I opened my eyes that I found was Simbok who fell asleep beside me in a sitting position, I cried sobbing until finally the symbok woke up and we hugged each other.
The memory appeared without command, a dark memory that almost destroyed my life, I was sold by my own Om, who was supposed to keep his bangkai but instead sold me to a pimp.
"Damn it!!, you're still Om Toni ! " I said screaming
" Let go of me Om, I beg you!! " my door was.
"It's not that easy, Anisa. You have to compensate by working at Evelyn's place, or..? "
"Or what? " just ask him.
"Himwa the mbok so put it".
" You're gi_la Om, Mbok Darsih is your mother, you can play with her life" I wrote.
"Whatever!!! . All I need is you, Anisa !!
"I don't want to sell my body, you really have to Om!."
"Ha ha ha.. I need money, Anisa, my drug business is ruined because I'm in jail, my customers are all running away because of you! " said sarcasm.
"why Om turns on Me, Om can find a lawful job".
" Heh bo_do_h!!, I want a lot of money and fast, so you just follow me, after all the work is good, hahaha" he said as he passed away and slammed the door tight.