The Desire of the Night Woman
What's up with them..
"Anita....?"
"Yinja....?"
Saying the two men simultaneously, the views of the two hinted at shock as well as confusion. I don't know what happened between the two.
"Is that really you An ??" wijaya asked looking at the middle-aged woman who was still standing before him.
"It's me, why are you here ?"
"I...Mmmmmm. "
"Who's mother came ??" Suddenly a Qiandra voice rang out, along with the footsteps of the woman approaching.
Qiandra was surprised to see the presence of Wijaya, although he had never met Wijaya but Qiandra knew that the middle-aged man was the father of Kenzo..
"Why did Mr Wijaya come here ?" inner Qiandra.
With courtesy and respect Qiandra bowed his body before Wijaya, he displayed a charming smile on the man. Not to look for face just that is the way Qiandra respects people older than him.
"The guest enters first, ma'am !" qiandra said to Mother.
"Ah. Da... I'm sorry I forgot... Please come in" Anita replied, he let Vijaya into his house.
Vijaya follows in the footsteps of Anita and Qiandra, in her heart there are thousands of questions about the relationship between Anita and Qiandra. Although Wijaya's ears had clearly heard the call of Mother from Qiandra's lips, but it seems Wijaya is still not sure if Qiandra is the son of Anita.
Yang Wijaya knew Anita was a good woman, who always kept her honor, but why was Qiandra different, she sold her body to many men. I don't know how many men have tasted the woman's body. Just imagine that has made Wijaya disgusted.
"Please drink first, sir !" pinta Qiandra just returned after coming from the kitchen to make a glass of warm tea for Wijaya.
"Thank you" replied Wijaya unwillingly to look at Qiandra.
The atmosphere was suddenly silent, no one started the conversation. Qiandra sat beside the Mother while Wijaya sat before them.
"I came here to talk to Qiandra" said Wijaya breaking the silence
"What is your relationship with my son ?" anita looked at the two in turn.
"There's nothing to do, ma'am, maybe Mr. Wijaya just asked about the work.. Is it not sir ?" sahut Qiandra while looking at Wijaya, his eyes like saying something so that Wijaya did not say about himself to Anita.
"Yes . There is work to be taken care of Qiandra" Wijaya replied as if she knew the Qiandra's eye gaze signal.
"Are you working with him, son ?" now Anita looked at Qiandra.
"I--yes Ma'am" Qiandra replied nervously.
"Oh so, yes, then I went into the room. You guys talk, I won't bother you" Anita stood up from her seat. After saying goodbye, the middle-aged woman stepped out of the living room.
Now there is Wijaya and Qiandra. Somehow Qiandra became nervous, she lowered her head not daring to look at Wijaya.
"Just go ahead !! I don't want to beat around the bush" said Wijaya quickly.
"I ask you to stay away from my son Kenzo ! you do not deserve my child because yes you know who you are" continued Wijaya again.
Qiandra was stunned, meaning she had not mistakenly seen the sudden arrival of Wijaya. Qiandra had suspected from the beginning that Wijaya's arrival must have something to do with Kenzo.
"I'm self-conscious Sir, forgive me !" said Qiandra still with a lowered position.
"It's good that you're self-conscious, so this is quite your first and last warning"
Qiandra ventured to look at Wijaya, the middle-aged man looking so hateful to her.
"I think we've had enough talk, I have a lot of business then I say goodbye" Wijaya stood up and immediately left Qiandra.
"Why didn't Qia reply to my message ?? though I've sent him a lot of messages" muttered Kenzo while staring at the luxurious rectangular screen.
It was getting late, he received a call from Qiandra this morning and until now Qiandra no longer replied to Kenzo's message. Though almost every hour Kenzo sent Qiandra a message.
All that pissed off Kenzo, why didn't Qiandra give him any more news, what happened to Qiandra ??
"Tonight we must meet Qia !" Kenzo muttered.
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Actually, Qiandra did not not read the message sent by Kenzo, but Wijaya's remarks made her reluctant to reply to the message of the man she loved.
Qiandra would stay away from Kenzo at Vijaya's request, she would look for another job, but not be a night woman anymore.
"I'm sorry Mr. Kenzo.. It's true your father said that I don't deserve you" Qiandra said, rereading a text from Kenzo.
It did not feel that the clear liquid soaked his smooth cheeks, with a quick movement Qiandra removed it but her tears came back.
Qiandra is very self-aware that he is not worthy of Kenzo, he who once sold himself to meet the needs of his life and also the cost of his mother's treatment, in contrast to Kenzo who was from childhood was living full of luxury.
"Tonight I want to meet you Qia, don't argue with me !! meet me at the hotel's usual place".
Qiandra read the SMS again from Kenzo, if now the message was like a demanding request, Qiandra was confused should she accept the offer of the man to meet her again tonight,.then what reason would he tell his mother.
Long Qiandra thought, to be honest he also misses Kenzo, misses the man's caress, misses when Kenzo peppered him with love.
"How is this ? do I accept Mr. Kenzo's invitation, consider this our last meeting"
"Maybe Mr. Wijaya will understand"
Qiandra finally accepted Kenzo's invitation to meet, he replied to Kenzo's message that he would come tonight. There's no need to be picked up because Qiandra doesn't want her mom to ask her a lot of questions.
Tok-tok-tok-button.
Suddenly the door of Qiandra's room was knocked from the outside, Qiandra got up from her seat and walked over to open the door.
"What's wrong Mom ?" qiandra asked the mother.
"Let's have lunch first, son, I've cooked your favorite food" replied Anita.
Qiandra smiled, finally after a long time Qiandra again felt the delicious cuisine of the mother.
"Come on, Mom, Qia is also very hungry to eat Mother's cooking" Qiandra took Anita's hand to the dining table.
"But next time you don't have to be tired, you just healed, I focus on the same health of Mom" continued Qiandra again.
"It's not tired at all, son, itung-itung Ibu olaraga if only the fall of mala makes Mom unhealthy" replied Anita who is now sitting on a dining table chair.
Qiandra poured rice and side dishes to Anita's plate, not forgetting a glass of water
"Oh yes later tonight Qia did not come home, Mom, Qia entered work sif night, I do not see myself at home" said Qiandra trying as quietly as possible so that Anita did not suspect.
"Yes, son, no papa".
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