My woman
my nickname is EGA

I used to be called EGA. because the death of my late mama. was the work of the enemy of the papi business. back then I was eight years old, actually I was their target. because of the sacrifice of mami, mami,I can live to this day.

since the time of the death of my mother, papi hid myself. I was sent to Jakarta, in foster care by my maid named lastri and her husband named vishnu. I became the younger brother of sister Tora, I became the son of Tora,now sister Tora works at the papi company.

"Ega, where did you go. disappeared for five years. said your mother, working as a TKI yes, to Japan?" tanya Sinian, one of the wild racing partners in the city of batam.

"crazy, the reason for the lastri mother.there is nothing better than being a TKI" my inner self, because the lastri bu already said that, I can only smile and of course I answered yes, again need money.

this montor king, has accompanied me since my return to Batam, that is, since the third grade of Junior High, he accompanied me, from wild racing, and wherever my footsteps went. Papi met me, secretly, secretly,so that the enemy does not know where the largest subsidiary company se_asia.

the day passed, the night came. right in the morning, I prepared with all my equipment.the sound of the noisy teahpot, and the roar of the machine, breaking the silence of the city that is commonly called the city of tea screwdrivers.

you do not be surprised and confused as I am a reader, if you visit or wander to the city of batam. there is a drink called TEH SCREWDRIVER.as long as you know yes, ES TEH, I.S.A,if in batam the name is TEH OBENG. FIRST AUTHOR to batam, order tea screwdriver, I look around, where is the screwdriver? it turns out just the name doang.so the city of batam, called the city of tea screwdriver.

ujaktt...

I prepared with confidence, even if it has been five years never participated in a montor racing race, but I am sure it will not be defeated....

as a result I was the winner, when I opened my helmet, my competition that I did not recognize.of course surprised, I am a beautiful woman.

with my dimples, and my shaggy teeth.I was able to get them drunk.I shook hands with my enemies.then they asked for my whatsapp number as a sign of friendship.on the end of the race, I shook hands with my enemies,I received the money as payment, this time it's quite big which is 10 million.

"sinian, this is for you to go on a whim with friends. I immediately pull out" I said, after drinking a small glass of wine.

we're street kids, we're used to alcoholic drinks. bodyguards keep me for 1X24 hours. So I'm sure I'm always safe, there's never been any sexual harassment.

all my hobbies, soal montor. I ended when I met the mas devan, I tried to look elegant, and be like a beautiful woman.who would have thought.

"wilson is so fond of the woman, even mommy wilson is a beautiful and graceful woman" Arka said, massaging her eyes.

I came home at high speed, as if this highway were mine.you who pass by, just hitchhiking.. hahahaha.I laughed on my montor.live as beautiful as this,why did I throw away this beauty and marry a bastard.

after 02:15 I arrived at the house measuring 6X10. two bedrooms.one kitchen, one bathroom and living room.small terrace, there is a fairly high trellis fence.

In this house I live, so all the people who know me. of course I am the son of the lastri bu and mr. Vishnu. the son of the grab driver and housewife. an older brother who rarely comes home now, because papi bought me an apartment as a thank you for taking care of me for so many years.

"just got home, kid? want me to make some food?" ask the lady after opening the door.

"not ma'am, she was immediately asleep. tired" I said, immediately flushed into the room.although narrow, my room was always neat and fragrant.

"so, this is where the woman lives?" said Arka who was following me. She doesn't even know my name yet.

in the morning, the last mother did not dare to wake me up. because indeed I was no longer a schoolboy.what else I was the son of her employer, her job was only to take care of me. prepared all my needs, and all my needs are, and always acting I'm his real son.

"ma'am, is there ice cream?" I asked with my hair still in disarray, clothes still racing uniform yesterday.I went out my room. My phone died since last night.

"empty son, let the mother shop ahead.you take a shower first.I think you will stay longer in the mansion Mr. Almart" said bu lastri politely.

"no ma'am, kangen mother and father, he had Ega bath first ma'am, all Ega want to eat chicken claw noodles" said I immediately nylonong take a towel and shower.

after taking a shower I turned on my phone, I swung my lips, because it had become my habit. With lollipop prep in my mouth. I read messages that were somehow overwhelming, from my friends.

the sound of ringtones flinching, I frowned. When I saw the name that read SUGAR DADDY.The feeling I never kept the name of the contact with the nickname SUGAR DADDY I thought, keep looking at my phone screen.