Dancing Girl & Mr. Amnesia
13. Forgive Me

You were shocked to see that guy. It was as if he never got tired of bothering him.

"What do you want from me? Why not choose another? There are many more beautiful than me!"

Tama did not stop grinning, he showed off his neatly arranged teeth, but his eyes narrowed like a wolf ready to catch prey that had been squeezed.

"Why? I don't know! Or maybe it could be because of unanswered curiosity."

However, the grin turned gawking at someone who had suddenly knelt down. Both of the girls' hands were cupped in front of the chest putting on my face.

"I beg you, I implore you to put an end to your curiosity. I work here purely to make money out of urgent need."

Tama gawked looking down unable to say anything. He noticed my glare that slowly melted his heart.

"I have held the principle of not having intimate relationships with men who are not my husband. So please, let me go. Here, you are free to choose anyone who can satisfy your desires, but not me."

You did not wait for an answer from Tama who was still gawking, not believing what she saw. You left those people.

"What are you guys doing?" Mamih Lova had just come over feeling astonished at what she saw.

"Have you managed to ask the girl for compensation?" tanya Mamih Lova returned to Tama.

They were all jolted just realizing that the girl had disappeared from their sight.

Tama seemed to forget the threat plan using that excuse. Meanwhile, you are speeding up the pace of half-running steps leaving the location where he works.

People who have just regained consciousness from hypnosis immediately move out looking for you. However, your shadow has disappeared. Tama put on an expressionless face. His hands were clenched and his eyebrows seemed to be fused together, a snort was heard coming out through his nose.

You have reached his house. When checking into the room, it turned out that the man had fallen asleep with a sad face.

You went up to the bed, looking at the beautiful face of Ojan, her husband. Wearing Ojan's hair gently smiled thinly.

"I'm sorry, even though this marriage is just a story that we are forced to live, but I try not to get out of the limits of binding norms that bind without writing."

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Ojan is still angry with you. He did not accept You had the heart to call a man of such great stature last night to expel him.

So, make Ojan leave for his job site before you wake up. The gate where he worked had not yet opened, Ojan curled up there holding back hunger waiting for the gate to open.

Two hours later, Bang Men came to see Ojan curled up with his face with white lips. "Lu kenape, huh?"

"Ojan's been waiting here a long time, Bang."

Next to Bang Men's eyebrows rose and he narrowed his eyes. "So move! I want to open the gate."

Ojan immediately got up. He held his stomach standing behind Bang Men.

Bang Men is a confidant of Bang Ali. Until he handed him a spare key. Bang Men opened the padlock that was very large in size.

After the padlock was opened, Bang Men pushed the high gate and then turned the notice board that had been written 'CLOSED' into 'OPEN.'

Then Bang Men entered the wash area, followed by Ojan who stepped lethargic behind him. Bang Men noticed the strangeness in Ojan who kept holding his stomach.

"Lu kenape?"

"Ojan's hungry, Bang." Ojan was sitting limp on an empty stool rubbing his stomach.

"Well, don't you have breakfast?" Ojan shook his head.

"I've warned many times, we work like horses, so I'll have breakfast first!"

Then, he looked back at Ojan who finally made him feel sorry.

Ojan shook his head. He looks increasingly lethargic.

"Don't tell me you don't have any money? What was yesterday's salary?"

Ojan sighed. "And Ojan loves you all. You're Ojan's wife, so give him all the money."

Bang Men patted her forehead. Without lingering he reached into the bag of pants pulled out the wallet handed the green money to Ojan.

"Buy breakfast there! Don't forget the hot tea too!"

Ojan immediately saw the money handed over by Bang Men. He got up and took the money.

"Oyeah, Bang's makasi." Ojan immediately went out to the nearest breakfast stall.

Bang Men who noticed from afar shook their heads. "Something like they have a problem?"

Bang Men immediately prepared everything that was considered important for their work.

While you look confused on the road looking for the husband. She bit her lyric finger left and right expecting the shadow of her husband to be seen soon.

Suddenly she remembered her husband's job site. "Don't he be there?"

You're heading there right away. Apparently, Ojan had been there enjoying breakfast at his work site. You let out a sigh of relief, her husband is fine.

He wanted to step inside the car wash area, but the foot returned to its original position. He hesitated to see Ojan this morning. Finally he turned back home.

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In the afternoon, you cook something special than usual. He wanted Ojan to be a little happy after he cooked a special meal today.

"A fancy cooking tumben has meat?" Inggrid glanced at all the menus on the dining table.

"Yes, make a husband and a father." You cover all that food with a serving hood.

Inggrid ripped his lips. "Huh, just for your husband and father? But I'll eat it anyway." said Inggrid lifting his chin to take the plate.

Because of last night's problems, you chose not to go to work. She was waiting for her husband who had not yet returned home. The clock on the wall at telang shows eighteen more. Azan magrib had echoed, but Ojan's nostrils were nowhere to be seen.

You start fidgeting back and forth biting his fingers back. Time continues to drift into the night, but the anticipated has not yet returned.

You look at the clock on the wall, the little needle shows the number nine, the long needle on the number twelve. Finally, you took her jacket and decided to find her husband.

You're looking for Ojan. Down the road glancing left right with eyebrows that have fused together.

"Where are you?" You half run glancing left and right.

She went to the husband's job site, but it was closed. You instantly turned into a withered crouching banging on the fence of the place.

"Steel, where are you? I'm sorry, hiks ...." Your body trembled and clear water continued to fall on his cheek.

Your hand keeps hitting that gate. "Dear, let's go home?" her crying.

From the inside, there was the sound of the turnstile being pulled by someone and opened.

"Eh, bini the boy turned out."

He lifted his face and wiped away the tears. "Where's Bang Ali, Ojan?"

Bang Ali frowned. "Don't he come home since afternoon?"

"What?"