My Beloved Perjaka
Clubs.

A moment that so torments the mind and body. I was drowning watching my room with Papi Narendra like there were invisible sharp thorns pricking at me, making me uncomfortable in the room that had been a witness to our love, our debate.

And when I'm tired and tired even sick of my own thoughts. Half an hour later, at twelve pm I drove the matic silver car left by papi Narendra out of the house, out of the house to the club looking for entertainment. But when the memory of lara came along on this trip, my tears broke.

I hit the car's steering wheel. Nothing goes to waste when I bet on everything. I have even removed the shame, the insults, the uncivilized words for the sake of getting a baby.

But papi, papi Narendra just gave up. Papi. Papi is not tough, papi just wants to be good. Same with me, but I still want to survive.

"The fire came and asked for a divorce easily. Didn't he realize all his behavior was blasting my reasoning. I feel like I've been dumped, in lepeh, it's not good!" I muttered while walking limply into the club.

In the crowd the rhythm of the song is played disc jockey, among the dimly lit circumstances, and the euphoria of the party on the dance floor. I'm looking for Sisca's whereabouts. Business partners and fellow Arisan members were never absent carrying one young man every time they wanted to party.

"Bella, here."

My eyes immediately fell on the woman who was only wearing a white tangtop and her black miniskirt showed off her amazing legs like an upper middle class model. Yes-yes, Sisca, the makeup is always showing off the beauty of his body both with close people and strangers.

"I'm pretty sure Sis, Narendra's life after divorce with me is the same. She'll still have trouble having children, maybe it will be like me too. But Narendra is cruel, Narendra asked for a divorce suddenly, when yesterday we were still a fuss." I said impatiently while stomping the glass sloki on the bartender's table.

"Pour the new dong kak, which is delicious. Don't be hooked, my life is hook." I asked the bartender. The tattooed man with a fairly naughty face then poured a glass of red wine into a glass of sloki.

"Magi–until the contents of the bottle run out!" I said as I pressed my glass against the table. The warm feeling that flows through my esophagus does not warm my body that is starting to cool will be quiet to lose papi Narendra.

"This brother!"

Sisca grabbed the bottle the bartender was about to pour into my glass. He seemed to sigh while thrusting a merlot bottle into my hand.

"Elo if it's hard don't take the hard guy, Bell. Kasian, the bartender was horrified to see that elo."

I nodded while looking at myself in the mirror. Sadly, my face reflects the worry and fear of parting with Papi Narendra.

All these five years Narendra's papi gave, everything. Affection, a decent life and for me who has been a kara in this equatorial emerald country decided unilaterally by papi Narendra it feels broken. Unspirited.

After all, directly downing the red wine from the bottle was not elegant. Papi said it wasn't pretty. So I just put it again to a clear table that can show a row of liquor bottles with all the brands in this club.

"You think papi has another dream woman, Sis? You see I suspect papi suddenly blush because it has a new armband." lamented I was still conscious even though my head feels dizzy.

"I suspect you're playing with Deborah, her secretary! Wherever the two of them, if I want to come out of town, Debora says Bella's mom is working, not playing so at home! Ish...," I hissed in annoyance while stomping the merlot bottle onto the table until it sparked the attention of the people around.

"Mending elo investigate aja deh Bell if you are suspicious of Deborah. I don't guarantee the boss is a beautiful secretary there is no play, but I won't be a stove now. I want elo not need to be in vain let alone broken heart until protracted." Sisca smiled pityingly while stroking my hair.

"Elo move on, revenge bales are just like your papi who already knows elo barren. His mouth is so evil, if I was elo earlier I slapped first before the signature of the divorce papers!"

"Sisca," I said, "I'm not as brave as you! Look at Narendra if anger is scary. I could have just stayed the name if I refused his wish." I lamented with fear.

"Well, what else now? Narendra doesn't care if you get drunk right now. He won't care about you anymore, Bell. Narendra just wants to divorce you with the intention to marry another woman and have children! Know you?" sentak Sisca's.

My heart was soaring, I sipped red wine straight from the bottle, to hell with the papi saying that I was no longer beautiful because I drank straight from the bottle. But Sisca's unreasonable logic made me doubt myself for revenge or not.

Revenge by removing the word barren is the same if I have to marry again or at least have a sane man to donate sperm*nya. But the case is not that easy Bella, today many who want to donate sperm*nya free. But to challenge the greatness of papi Narendra who would dare?

I gulped down the rest of the red wine until it ran out, until a few unfulfilled gulps in my mouth flowed down my neck and soaked the blouse I was wearing.

"Pay in first yes, Sis. I'm going back first. I'm dizzy." I said as I stood up, staggering around and hitting someone's body. The person turned around and looked at me irritatedly as the glass of drink he was holding spilled onto someone else's body.

"Sorry brother!" I said while grinning. "I'm sorry."

"Gue back!" timpal Sisca grabbed my shoulder and wiped it.

"No, Sis. I can go back by myself, kasian tuh gigolomu you stay, just anterin please to the yach parking lot. I'm so tired of kayaking around my hometown."

Sisca exhaled while exclaiming, "Dimas, mami stay a while!"

"Ready, mami Sisca."

I rolled my eyeballs lazily. Sisca-sisca, the idea of having a lot of money has a unmitigated simplification.

"Are you sure you don't want me to come home?"

"No need, I'm sleepy, sleep daunted also conscious again."

Sisca did not answer, she closed my car door as it passed.

"Vengeful bales, yes, vengeful bales! Papi's gonna divorce me!"