Marrying the Father of My Foster Son
A Tale of the Past

On a full moon night, Queensha is asked to replace her co-worker waitress at a nightclub in Tokyo, Japan. Queensha was on vacation that night, but she was asked to replace her friend for work.

“Please .. please help me, Queensha. Tonight I changed my schedule. My body feels feverish, not strong if you have to stand for long,” said Elena in Indonesian. He is from Indonesia just like Queensha.

The girl was curled up under her blanket. Somehow his body feels carefree, many times he turns off and turns on the AC because it feels dry, as well as rage when the air conditioner is turned off.

“You're really sick again? Your voice is so hoarse. If you ever get sick again, I'll change you tonight, El. Now you rest. Do I need to send medicine?” ask Queensha over the phone. He knows it hurts to be overseas, is very heavy and needs the help of others.

Across there Elena shook her head weakly. “Not working, Sha. All I need now is rest. That's why ask you to change my shift tonight. Thanks, yes, you want to help me. Later if I payday, I divide half to lo."

Queensha accepted her friend's request because she happened to need extra money to send to her father who was very ill. The girl has lived in Japan for almost a year. Used to work as a babysitter, babysitting a child of Japanese Indonesian descent. However, for some reason Queensha was eventually dismissed and she worked as a waitress at a nightclub.

This job Queensha forced to do because the work is not too heavy and the salary is good. Not to mention if there are guests who provide tips because of his service he gets more income that can be sent to Indonesia.

Queensha prepares to leave for the nightclub. The beautiful girl only slightly smeared lipgloss on her lips. Without wearing any thick makeup, Queensha has a beautiful face that is unsightly.

"Passion Queensha!" the girl said as she clenched both hands in front of her chest, encouraging herself.

While Quennsha was at work, some men came to the club. Queensha graciously welcomed them. A foreign man with an oriental face came to the club with some of his friends.

"Irasshaimase!" queensha in Japanese.

Four out of five young men who had just entered the club smiled, replying to Quensha's greeting. However, one of them seemed busy replying to a short message from his beloved mother so he did not pay attention to Queensha who was on duty at the time.

“Let's open the bottle, Leon pays for everything. So, we are satisfied to drink without fear of a broken bag,” said the man with glasses. The man called Leon nodded with a smile.

“Siap, Bro. We're having fun tonight. We are tired of going to college for ten years in medical school, the brain also needs to be refreshed and restarted,” replied Leon, a tall man with a height of about 170 cm.

They are the ones who have just graduated from college. They celebrated their separation after medical education and took specials for ten years.

"Come, dong, you're drinking too! We celebrate this farewell after being together for ten years," invited the small man who immediately filled his glass with freshly opened alcoholic beverages from the bottle.

"Sorry, Bro, I can't follow you around with alcohol. I never drank before. You know that too, right?" replied the foreign man who was none other than Ghani. Suddenly his words were greeted by boisterous laughter from his friends

"Basic holy-ass, lo!" ledek the man who wears the jacket.

"No, Bro! I'm just here to respect Leon's request as much as you guys, but don't force the cave to drink dong" Ghani refused softly.

In addition to alcoholic beverages that are not allowed in the religion of Ghani, sake also has many adverse effects on health. For this reason he refused all out the persuasion of his four friends.

"If it's a little bit for warming up," persuaded the glasses guy still handed a glass of drink in front of Ghani.

Ghani received a small glass containing sake, an alcoholic drink from Japan that tastes from the fermentation of rice. The man looked at the glass in his hand and then turned to his four friends.

"Udah, hunted drunk. The drink won't make you die if you just drink a mouthful."

"Truely said Alvin. You're not gonna stop, Ghani!" the other timpal.

Leon smiled as he shook his head then glanced at the glasses guy and the rest of the friends. They feel happy because the oriental-faced guy who has been known alim turns out to also have fun for a moment.

At first Ghani was just dizzy. His head seemed to be circling, but thirty minutes later the man's body was cold hot and his maleness desire rose and wanted to vent as soon as possible.

'Shit! Why is it so hot. Then my head was also dizzy, Ghani's mind while fanning his hands in front of his face. The cold room where they had fun apparently was not able to eliminate the feeling of heat that was increasingly spread throughout the body.

Ghani got up then grabbed a long coat measuring below the knee. "Bro, .. the cave is about to unplug. You all continue with the party" said Ghani.

The four friends turned to Ghani. "Where are you going? The party just started when you want to unplug."

"Yes. Cassandra has not arrived. So you want to go that way. Don't want to have fun with him?" Alvin chimed in on the words of the glasses guy.

"Salamin is the same with him. I am not strong anymore. Yes, I'm pulling it now. Bye." Ghani waved her hand into the air then rushed to leave them.

"Daddy. Just had a sip of drink already unplugged. Cement!" They all laughed out loud.

Not wanting to take a headache, they resumed activities that had been delayed. While Alvin reached into the pocket of his pants then sent a message to someone. After the message was successfully sent, he smiled smirk while looking meaningfully at the figure of the oriental-faced man in front there.

Ghani steps away from the club and intends to return to the apartment. The dizziness was so intense it hit his head. The club manager who saw the man staggering immediately told Queensha to drive him to the VIP room.

“We must serve all guests with excellent service, so take him to the VIP room right now. Later there will be friends of this guest come to the room," said the manager.

"Well, I will deliver this man,” replied Queensha obediently. As a new servant of course he had to obey what his superior said.

Queensha walked up to the body of the man lying on the floor with his back leaning against the wall. "Sir, let me take you to the room."

The beautiful Queensha was about to grab that sturdy hand, but the man pushed it so hard that the tiny body staggered and hit the table around it.

"Ouch!" queensha exclaimed as she felt her upper arm hit the end of the table. Luckily, the girl's head did not stumble, causing the girl to have a head injury. But unfortunately, the glasses that perched on his nose that fell on the floor.

"Gosh, Queensha! Just told not to be becus! Already there, take our customers to his room right now!" The manager's heavy voice made Queensha's hand stop when he wanted to reach for his glasses.

Queensha's vision became blurry as the glasses she used to wear were left in place earlier. Even so, he must continue to carry out his duties well.

With great effort, Queensha guided Ghani into the golden-black room. "Ah, how heavy!” the girl complained while opening the door.

Walk slowly towards the bed. Then Queensha put Ghani on the bed. “Finally it worked too!” queensha exclaimed while patting her hands. "I'd better hurry out of here and help the other friends."

Queensha got out of bed, was about to leave the room, but everything happened unexpectedly. The burly hand quickly pulled Queensha's hand until the girl's body was on top of the man's. Of course Queensha thrashed, but the power was defeated strong until something unexpected happened.

Although Queensha repeatedly pleaded and pleaded with Ghani not to do anything bad to her, the man did not listen. Finally, the sanctity that Queensha had guarded for twenty years was snatched away by a foreign man who was none other than Muhammad Ghani Hanan. The union occurred due to Ghani who was drunk heavily plus the influence of stimulants made the man become out of control.

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