CONFESSION STONED
6. Customer First

Don't forget, yeah,

Happy reading.

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"Why don't you work?" mak Robin asked Tini who that night came to her doorstep with a plate of rice and a glass of water.

"Bloody Mak, Bloody is me." Tini sat at the door of Mak Robin's room and began to eat her dinner.

"Where is? Didn't she work tonight?" ask Robin to Tini.

"Ga tau, the ballom is looking. Maybe her mom's place. Sejah ga kapok met the dog, even though he went there often thumped," said Tini.

"Eh that's the guy from yesterday. Colored Boncengs! Is that the guy?" ask Mama Robin. "Mampos you Tini! Lose your wobble the same as the Colored. Got a handsome guy."

"Wildamah! Rejeki each Mak. Do what handsome if there is no money," said Tini.

"What matters is not the play of the Tin people! You can do it every night! Not the former dipping someone else! Haha" Mak Robin laughed out loud while hitting Tini's back. Instantly Tini coughed in groping for his glass of water.

"Udah, just here." He slapped Bara's shoulder a few meters away from the front door of his room.

Mak Robin and Tini still stupefied under the porch lights looking at the Sejah who came down from the big motor Bara with a stiff body.

"Eh! Whaaat! Turn off your train first," Mak Robin's sergeant to Bara.

"What's? Who?" bara asked with her index finger pointing towards her nose.

"Yes you are! Nanya pulak! Turn off your train. Tighten up our idung feathers toaster the smoke of your exhaust," said Mak Robin.

"Eh, sorry." Bara quickly turned off his motorbike while looking at Dijah who was opening the door of his room.

"I wash my hands first. My stomach was immediately full of seeing a handsome man," said Tini rose to pick up the plate and glass. The woman hurriedly walked into her room located right next to Mak Robin's room.

"So man is your brain" muttered Tini's Tomb Robin without hearing.

Shortly after, Tini came out again and then walked closer to Bara who was still sitting on his motorbike looking down at the cellphone. Mak Robin had already entered into his room when Tini arrived in front of Bara.

"Whose name is Mas?" tanya spoiled Tini stood in front of the motor and put both her elbows on the handlebar of the motor.

"Bara.." answered Bara still busy with his phone.

Tini came out of her room and had changed into a white tank top looking over and intersected very low. A super tight hot pants just close his butt as hell makes Tini look even more wild.

"What does Mas do? His girlfriend was murdered, right?" tanya Tini is spontaneous.

"No, I'm his co-worker." Bara's still down on his phone. Tini who was getting closer to see Bara's face more clearly had attached his chest that almost spilled in front of the hood of the motorbike.

"You people say that to Mas! It's not polite that way," Tini said a little annoyed.

"Yes sorry, this is a very important message bales," Bara said then looked up.

As Bara saves her phone and looks up at Tini, "astaga..." Bara's eyes were immediately treated to a pair of chests that almost saw the peak.

"Woi! Here! No brain of yours! How come you're not naked? Got your friend that's woi." Mak Robin approaches Tini and drags the woman into her room.

"I'm just expecting Mas Bara Mak" replied Tini chuckling.

Sejah who heard the shrill Mak Robin then came to Bara.

"I thought I was behind me, she still sat here." Sejah grabs Bara's arm with a slightly irritated face then drags the man into her room.

"Open your shoes. The room is ugly, so it must be clean" said Dijah.

"Udah cepet, what do you want? I told my mom I didn't work a week because my mom was sick." The colonized back crouched in front of a swab and continued smoothing out a little chili and onion on top of the sunken rock.

"So... earlier you entered the room directly ngulek this chili?" ask Bara.

"Yes, why?"

"Aren't you tired? It's a shame, you're not tired all day outside? What's that chilli for?" ask Bara.

"I've been eating eggs for a few days. Bosen, this is the cab I'm ulek right now. It's cooking tomorrow. So I'm not in a hurry."

"Hmmm-"

"So what's your question? Recipe balado telor ceplok?" tanya Sejah turned Bara who was sitting leaning on the wooden bed Sejah with one leg flexed leisurely.

"Whose name is your husband?" bara asked while reaching into his backpack looking for a small recording device that he always carried. He turned on the recorder without Dijah's knowledge to avoid the woman's discomfort.

"Fredey. You asked everyone near there to know everything. Mr. Santo the policeman must know, too," replied Dijah moving a pinch of chili into a bowl and placing it under a small serving hood on a red plastic table.

"You got married after a date?"

"No. I'm still in High School. My father owed a lot to Fredy for my mother's treatment. Every day Fredy beats up my father. He said that if I wanted to marry him, my father's debt was paid off." The colonized went to the corner of the room and washed his hands in a bucket of covered water then wiped his hands dry.

"Marriage time?"

"Six months, maybe not nyampe."

"Directly divorced?"

"No, I gave birth to Dul. The lawsuit I filed a year later."

"Where have you been?"

"Life moving and odd jobs. Wash dishes in the restaurant, waitress meatballs, macem-macem. This is my place of residence that I don't know how many." Seated sitting leaning near a thin plastic chair that could not be occupied. He only used the chair as a place to put the rice cooker so that it could be plugged in a high place.

"Pcsst... Jah.." call Tini suddenly from the outside looking her head into the Colonized Dessert.

"What?"

"Do you want fried rice? I'll deal with it." Tini smiled towards Bara, not Colored.

Sejah approached the door and said to Tini, "tumben you nawarin me. I also eat alone."

"It's okay sometimes" said Tini. Sejah grabbed the door and swung it in front of Tini's face.

"You want to?" ask Tini.

"Yes, that's why don't you bother!" teramukan Dijah slammed the door. "The base is nosy," said Dijah slowly.

"Huu... Want to be delicious not really capital Mas Bara you it. Motorcycles are expensive." Tini's voice still sounded very clear.

"Jeez.." murmured Bara again.

Seated opposite to Bara. He leaned his body against the cement wall without paint. The colonized deliberately took as far distance as possible with the Bara.

Crossing his legs and hiding his legs as much as possible, Dijah tried to work professionally as Bara requested.

"Every day eat eggs?" ask Bara.

"Yes, why? Healthy too," said Dijah.

"Aren't you eating meat?" ask Bara.

"We can't miss something that we've forgotten." Colored laughing. He was thinking about the last time he was willing to spend his money to buy rice wrap with a side dish of a piece of meat.

"I don't really like it. It's not good anymore."

He was silent for a moment, as if he did not know what else to say.

Some time the atmosphere was quiet and awkward, then like remembering something Sejah stood up to a small closet located in the corner of the room.

His hand reached into the pocket of his pants and took out a few pieces of banknotes. Slowly the colonized tidied up the two thousand rupiah sheet until it was straight and put it into a long cloth wallet with a zipper.

Bara, who wanted to see what was done by the colonists, stood up to bend his head. Then the man sat on the plastic chair where the rice cooker used to be.

Sejah who felt seeing the shadow of someone standing behind him, turned a glance. He had not had time to give a warning to Bara, until later...

GUBRAAAAKKK

Bara fell to the floor with his butt still on the chair but the 4-foot chair had bloomed along with the floor.

"I haven't told you yet" said Dijah, grabbing Bara's hand to help the man stand up.

"Jah's Sick! This time, I'm thinking..." Bara grimacing.

Outside the door to the room of the Sejah, Tini shut her mouth. With wide eyes Tini then tiptoed towards Mak Robin who was sitting in the doorway of her room.

"Mom, it's terrible to have been colonized. I think Bara is still a virgin Mak, sick he said. There was a strange sound from Dalem. Maybe use a new style, but Mas Bara is a beginner. Hihi--" Tini giggled shut her mouth.

"Sukak kau la Tini," said Mak Robin.

"Jaka Mak," said Tini again while hitting Mak Robin's thigh with flirtatious.

"Your brain is fit to be expelled continuously soaked to be clean. It's going to be another cake tomorrow." Mak Robin snorted to see Tini who was like a hot worm after a while pasting her ears on the door of the room.

"What else do you want? I'm sleepy to sleep. Tomorrow morning to work."

"Well, I want something. You do not get angry ya.." said Bara looked at Dijah who had returned to sit leaning against the wall.

Bara's gaze looked at Dijah who was not looking at him. The woman looked down at her fingernails.

It's a pity if Sejah sells himself Bara thought. With a sweet face and body that is quite tempting to men, Sejah should still be able to find a man who wants to interfere with it.

Especially with only 50 thousand rupiah. If you become a prostitute, with a little polish you can have a more expensive selling price. Bara is still observing the tired face of the Sejah.

Bara whose butt felt sore from falling just now, had sat himself in a small bed of Sejah who only had a thin pillow and a soft roll.

"What?" tanya Dijah lethargic.

"With 50 thousand men, how many people are you serving?"

"Yes a lot..."

"Much?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"What service do you offer?"

"meaning?"

"Well... What kind of service do you offer? That short time?" ask Bara plain.

"Huh? You think 50 grand in the cafe is my wage to sleep with men?"

"Yes. What's the matter?"

"If I'm whoring, I don't have to be loud! I just need to go to the salon to install tense eyelashes like Tini's, and then wear sexy clothes so **** I look like a lot of what! Edan your thoughts. Go there! I'm going to sleep." Sejah opens the door and drags Bara's arm and pushes the man's body out of the room.

"So not Jah?" ask Bara from the front door.

BRUKK

Bara caught his backpack that was thrown out.

"Isn't that Jah?"

BRAKKK

He slammed the door of his room.

"Well! Sorry Jah!" exclaim from outside the door.

With a pouting face, Bara draped his backpack and walked lethargicly towards his motor.

"Why Mas? Cepet out, huh?" ask Tini.

"Huh?" Bara looked at Tini confused.

"Mas Bara must be out right?"

"Yes my... Exit what..."

"The foreplay is so dilamain Mas, so Sejah can be satisfied as well." Tini spoke from the front door of her room still in sexy clothes.

"God... It's not that."

"Here, shame.." said Tini.

"Oh my goodness..."

He shook his head many times. He felt guilty about his question to the Colonizer just now. Tomorrow he must find a way to get the Sejahs to talk to him again.

The To Be Continued....