Mak Ningrum's Heart Wound.
Chapter 15

"Sir, how much you lose to pay the owner of this business, I'm ready to pay compensation, just don't sleep with me. I beg you," I asked like a beggar.

"ah! Don't say much, I can't wait to taste your body!" The man approached and blocked my hand, pulling me up to the bed.

My feelings were mixed while praying in my heart. "Oh Allah.Protect your servant"

I got up and jumped out of bed and ran to the door. I pulled the doorknob but the door was locked.

"Hahaha... You think you can run away from here?! Don't dream pretty!" That guy was behind me.

"Don't come any closer, if you don't want to die in vain!" I put the knife I had been hiding in my waist.

"Plac!

Didn't expect the man to grab the knife out of my hand and throw it back.

I glared, thinking what steps I would take to save myself.

"Look!

Without me noticing the man pulled my hand and pushed my growth violently. I fell flat on the bed. The man grinned up to the bed.

"Look!

"Abahhhgg..." One of my legs kicked the man's fital device, falling to the floor. He was forced to open the door after touching the bag.

I dropped my face on the pillow while crying. Until when do I have to face this reality. I am not strong, I am not strong.

Outside sounds crowded, maybe helping a man who has just been in pain. I had to do that to defend myself. In order not to become months by them.

Brak!

Hearing the door open violently until it hit the wall, I immediately woke up wiping my tears.

"Bad you're Ningrum!" Cynical Arin. It turns out that my guess is correct. Arinlah the owner of this illegal business.

"You've messed up Ningrum's house!" Jerky Arin. His face was red. I haven't cut his words. Let this serpent woman take an oath. I just did this in self-defense.

It's just right that since the first time I arrived at this house, Arin always leaves at night home in the morning, it turns out this is Arin's way of making money. But why could Arin use this house to do this. Does Mas Agus not know Arin's work. Or did Mas Agus know and let it go? These questions made my head dizzy.

"How many men have you rendered helpless in this house Ningrum?!" The woman dressed up in the medok.

"If you don't want me to mess up in this house and knock out those men. Let me go home!" My answer is no less fierce.

"Whatever man will rob me of my pride, I will fight Arin, it turns out that you feed Jesi with this kind of money!" Imbuhku.

"Your saint Ningrum, where do you think Agus has been supporting you all this time? You should know Ningrum, this effort I raised with Agus." He grins.

"I don't want to know about it, where is Mas Agus now?!" I ketus. This is what I wanted to ask from the beginning.

"Hahaha.yeah obviously your husband is with me Ningrum, didn't I say, if I go through this business with Agus," Arin laughed devil.

"I can't believe it!" I refuted.

"As much as you want to believe it or not Ningrum, because you've harmed my business, your house that Agus bought I am ambushed in compensation." His word.

I don't know which house Mas Agus bought according to Arin. Perhaps Arin thought, the home of the late father was given by Mas Agus.

"Now free me!" My firmness.

I wonder why Arin had the thought that the house that had stood when I was not born, he thought the giver Mas Agus.

I immediately pulled out the chair to block the door. That's how every night before I go to sleep I do. If someone is sleeping, do something I'm on alert.

The next day, as usual, I fry the eggs. While the rice I cooked yesterday just stay warm. No matter the pock who was snoring on the sofa, I had breakfast.

I intentionally acted slowly so as not to wake the pockmark. Because if he sleeps it benefits me.

Finished eating, as I planned yesterday, I was curious at the sound of crying in the house next door. After seeing the man on the sofa still slumber I step foot slowly.

"Hiks hiks hyks" Sure enough, when it arrived in front of one of the rooms that yesterday was still crying.

After looking at the left right felt lonely, I ventured to knock on the door. But how easy my path is. The key hangs outside.

Basic criminal class teri his wits are still lacking, maybe he thought it would be safe to hang the door lock outside.

Slowly I opened the lock and went into the room. The woman was sitting on her back to me immediately docked to the corner looking terrified.

I locked the door from the inside to be safe and then approached her. "Hiks hyks... Madam.please Madam. I want to go home, surely my mother is looking for me," said the woman.

"I don't want to serve those men anymore, Nyon. Hiks hyks hyks."

"Sir, deck" I rubbed the woman's shoulder. It turned out that she was a girl when she lifted her head from her knees and quickly looked at me. It turned out that the girl was about as good as Ratri. His face is masik in muke up maybe used last night he did not clean. His eyes looked puffy and pouchy.

"Daddy, who are you?" I asked her not to be heard from outside.

"Whose mother?" The girl asked back. It seems to bear deep heart wounds. Yeah, maybe what he feels is no different than me. I am thankful that I can still defend myself.

But this girl if I catch from her words earlier, seems to have become a victim of the men.

"Don't be afraid son, I'm the same fate as you, how long have you been here?"

"My name is Dewi Bu, it has been almost a week here, initially I came to Jakarta to look for work. But the one who promised to find me a job just took me to this place" said the girl, it was sad.

"Now, just hold this key, make sure no one is looking. We women should not lose to men, "I taught the girl to fight. I gave him the key and I was about to get out of the room. But luck is unachievable, unfortunate cannot be denied. Both men were standing at the door.

"God! Why did you enter this room?!" Ask the guard to scream.

"No, sir, I'm just cleaning the room, and the hostess told me to clean the room." I reasoned.

"No way! All the women who live in this house clean their own rooms" Sarcas guards.

"if you don't believe me, ask the lady later." Reply origin. But if indeed the guard asked Arin, I was cursed by him.

The man apparently believed it then passed, good he didn't ask for the key. When it was safe, I went back to my room.

I have been in this house for almost a month and always pray that someone will set me free.

I'm always looking for a way to not let the men touch my body. And tonight I was pacing back and forth thinking, making sense so that no more men could enter. My eyes caught a pencil on the table and I approached. Mas Agus kept a pen, sepidol, and pencil. Usually if the night Mas Agus always make sketches of the house. Although only as a supervisor of buildings, Mas Agus is an architect.

I took a red sepidol, then stood in front of the glass. Make the dots on the face to resemble a sick person's skin. After that I broke myself.

"Mbak Ningrum, you'd better groom it first" said the fairy.

"Sir.at the moment I can't muke up just yet. My face was bumpy and itchy. I'm worried about the catch. After all the man who is going to this room must be disgusted," Kilahku.

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