WHORING FOR BEING FORCED
JEALOUS

On second thought, it was also good for Kamilia to follow the cameraman's will. He's going out of the house quietly without Hendra. The thing that this man hated the most.

Doubt enveloped him as the white car led him to the Dusk Cafe. He had sent a message to get the photographer to arrive on time. Kamilia was afraid, when Hendra came home he was not home.

"Who is he?" Kamilia directly pointed at the cameraman with a question.

"Patience, Mila," he answered while groaning mischievously.

"What do you mean, Bagas?" ask Kamilia. His name was Bagas, the cameraman.

"There's a price" Bagas replied seriously.

"How much?"

"I'm not asking for money in return" Bagas replied. Apparently he had already started to dare to be insolent.

Kamilia frowned, not understanding Bagas' words. A moment later Bagas sent a signal by stroking Kamilia's hand. Of course Kamilia refused, the woman shook Bagas' hand.

"You're just a rabbit, how dare you challenge a lion!" Kamilia grunting.

"Hahaha .. I'm a clever rabbit, Mila." Bagas laughs.

"I don't want to!"

"That's your choice" said Bagas. "I just have an interesting offer" he continued.

Kamilia glanced at the clock on her wrist. He only had a minute to stay outside the house. Hendra will be home in an hour. Kamilia thought again. Even if she was a prostitute, she would not have to serve Bagas. However, in return Kamilia knew who the woman in the photo was.

In a fit of excitement, Kamilia decided to go home. He thought, maybe there will be another way to find out who the woman is. Surprised that woman wasn't a bitch. Hendra's car was parked neatly in front of the house.

"Where are you, Mila?" ask Hendra. His voice sounded suspicious.

"I bought this" Kamilia replied. The woman tried to cover up her nervousness. He held a bottle of soy sauce in his hand. Fortunately, he stopped by the minimarket.

"Don't you try to cheat, Mila? You have to remember who you are?" Hendra reminded her position. The man's tongue is now as sharp as a knife. Kamilia already understood Hendra's nature.

Kamilia approached Hendra, then hugged him from behind. Kamilia was stunned for a moment. There was a foreign fragrance touching his nose. The man, now, was throwing poisonous nails into his heart. Plugging a sense of pain.

"Hey, what's wrong with me?" kamilia. Many days walking the trail with Hendra, long time growing seeds of love. Kamilia always looked after her heart. Now, a jealous caterpillar was gnawing at his heart.

Kamilia snorted as she realized that there was a lot of hope among the pain. He should be able to handle it. Suffering from pain is the way to survive. This toneless love squirms for a place.

*****

"I agree!"

Kamilia sent a message to Bagas. Apparently the woman could not stand the jealousy in her heart. His soul was challenged to a proof.

Her jealousy is struggling. Take him to a hotel. Kamilia paid no heed last night Hendra had warned her.

"Never dare you cheat, Mila. Don't let your pretty face suffer the consequences!" threaten Hendra last night.

Basic woman, she always relies on feelings. Though come to think of it, Hendra has already raised his degree a little. His fate has moved. But in the eyes of God, he was just an adulterer. Kamilia felt like she was really trash.

"Where's the picture and explain who he is?" Kamilia collect Bagas' promise.

"Please wait a minute, I still want to play around with your body" Bagas replied.

"You bastard! Don't let your mouth I'll punch!" shouted Kamilia.

"Ooh, a beautiful woman will not be able to hurt me" said Bagas.

Bagas laughed at hearing that. The damned man again grabbed Kamilia's body. Heavy rain with wind was happening outside the hotel. Kamilia looked at those little needles. He looked away at the window, as Bagas plundered his body.

"Nature knows my heart, they grieve, they grieve" said Kamilia.

Kamilia immediately took a bath after satisfying Bagas. He rubbed his body hard. Do not let the smell of the man still stuck in his body. He can be made into minced meat by Hendra.

Bagas sat down and lit a cigarette. His finger played that tobacco cinder. His mouth formed the letter O as he exhaled his smoke. As a result, the letter O is made of smoke following out of his mouth.

Kamilia sat quietly waiting for the information she needed. Secretly his gaze hacked at the face in front of him. Scanning without words. Admittedly, the man was so perfect, the sculpture of the Creator.

"Calista."

The lips that had just devoured his entire body were uttering a name. There was a bitter tone in his voice. But Kamila doesn't care. He was more interested in the name.

"Who?" ask Kamilia. A stupid question actually. It was obvious, from earlier Kamilia wished to know a name.

Bagas looked at Kamilia. His gaze contained astonishment. His heart cussed, how stupid the woman in front of him was. Honey, she's so beautiful.

"Your rival woman." Bagas.

"Calista from Aunt Melly's place?"

"I don't know who Aunt Melly is?" Bagas asked back.

"You know Calista?" Kamilia asked again, ignoring Bagas' previous question.

"Of course, she's my woman."

The confession that made Kamilia glare. It's worth the tone of Bagas' voice impressed bitter. At that moment Kamilia also woke up. He had entered into the circle of vengeance Bagas created.

"Stupid!" Kamilia's little heart was cussing.

Kamilia looked at the photo she had in her hand. Trying to sketch the face in his heart. Relieved, that woman is not the Calista she used to know.

After getting the necessary information Kamilia immediately left the hotel. He had to get home before Hendra got home. Kamilia had to play pretty to get a slick result.

Hendra came after a late night. Smelled the same perfume as yesterday in her clothes. Back Kamilia's heart was beating. The jealous caterpillars returned to squirming. He is determined to start his investigation tomorrow. Dare to tease a Kamilia, it will be sure his life will be torn apart.

*****

Aunt Melly was very pleased with the arrival of Kamilia. Her house hasn't changed much since Kamilia left with Hendra. The interior remains the same. Young girls squirm in it. Cigarette smoke is very common in Aunt Melly's house.

Kamilia noticed the faces passing in front of her. Almost all new faces. Kamilia understands that, because customers always want new women. Not infrequently Aunt Melly, exchanging men with her fellow pimps.

Only now did Kamilia realize, it turned out that she had long since left this place. He remembered a moment of the past. He saw himself coming in from that door. Pinching the bag with a face because of crying.

"What's up, Mila?" ask Aunt Melly wonder. Kamilia was indeed acting like she was looking for someone.

"Where's this, Auntie?" Kamilia asked back.

"Not long after you left, did he leave?" obviously Aunt Melly. "Last I heard she went to Thailand, plastic surgery."

Jeder.

Like there was a thunder in his ear. It was a shock that Kamilia heard the words of Aunt Melly.

"A what, Aunt ... plastic surgery?"