Nackal Duda
Opportunity From God

Utari

"Come in!" said the fathers in the room Om Agas to me.

I followed what He told me to do and entered Om Agas' room. It was not long ago that I set foot in this room and now I'm back again but in a different situation.

"Sit down!" the fathers' orders again.

I went back to his words. I sat opposite the fathers.

"What you saw today, I ask that you please keep it a secret from the employees and anyone in this showroom. You know right, Agas is the owner of this showroom? Don't let his name be tainted for his own deeds." Then he noticed the tray I was carrying. "Where do you work?"

"I work at the soto stall across the street, sir!" answer me honestly. "I will keep it a secret. After all, I've seen it before and until now the secret remains safe in my hands."

"Well, you're so nice! Rarely would anyone want to keep someone else's secret in a meeting without any intent or purpose." the fathers began to suspect me. Yes it's my responsibility I said the truth.

"To be honest, just a few days ago I threatened Om Agas by telling him I saw what he did with Mbak Cici. But in fact, Om Agas does not care and says that what they do is based on acts of liking."

"You threatened Agas? How dare you! What was the reason that prompted you to dare to do that?"

"Sorry sir, it's not my intention to blackmail with such a threat. Honestly, I have financial problems. The house I currently occupy will be sold by my stepfather. Though it was the only relic of my late mother. I asked Om Agas for help, even though Om Agus refused. I don't know who else to ask for help. Rather than Om Agas continue to sin, it is better that I take the place of Mbak Cici."

The father frowned hearing what I said "I mean, it is better for him to marry you to avoid sin and adultery as He did just now, eh he means this time?"

I nodded with certainty. "Honestly, I like Om Agas because Om Agas is a good person. I also heard a lot of rumors about the closeness of Om Agas and Mbak Cici from employees who eat at soto stalls. I can't believe it, but I see for myself. That's what makes me sad. Why does Om Agas continue to sin? I once offered Om Agas to replace Mbak Cici but marry me first, but He only laughed and underestimated my every word. "

The father went back silent. We seem to be in a ceasefire. The atmosphere around us was cold, not sure what would happen next.

"Why does your mother's house want to be sold by your stepfather?"

"To pay my father's debt."

"How much does your father owe you?"

"Two hundred million."

The gentlemen then fell silent. I can't leave the soto stall for long. "Sorry, Sir. I went back to the soto shop first."

The father just nodded without a word. It's like he's thinking. I went back to the soto stall and soon had to deliver the soto to Om Agas' room.

That's where you set me up with Om Agas. It turned out that the Father was Om Agas. Geez I why do you talk so carelessly?

My fate is still hung. There is no clarity whether Papanya Om Agas will pay the debt of the Father, until the Father came home during the day in a state of heavy drunkenness.

"Heh son of a collector! I sold this house! And soon you will also sell ha.ha.ha.ha.." said the father with his mouth that smells of alcohol.

"Yes! I'm going to sell it to Mami Shirley. He's willing to pay me a hundred million because you're still seals! Ha.ha.... A lot of my money! Home and lo kejual! H.ha..ha..."

"No! Dance is not going to! Who can sell Dance?" my challenge.

"Because I'm nobody, I'm selling it! Just give it a try! Let you be a useful human being on cake!"

I don't want to be sold. I grabbed my HP and my wallet and was about to run away. Apparently even though he was drunk, you were still on standby. He knew I was trying to escape.

"Who told you to run away? Diem and don't try to get out of this house!"

"Dance won't sell, sir! Please let go of Dance!" I pleaded with this demon-hearted man. Where are the parents who sell their children? Is it because I'm just his adopted son?

He then pushed my body until it hit the plastic cupboard. With staggered steps she advanced and plaques...

A slap landed on my face. Hot until the corner of my lips was torn.

"Lo's running away? Don't hope!" he opened his clasp and whipped me.

Unshouldn't. I can't lose to this drunk!

I pulled the clasp with the rest of my strength until it staggered. The influence of alcohol makes it unable to stand straight. It's opportunity. Time to run away!

I ran and kept running. I didn't know where I was going but I kept praying for an angel to save me.

Ckiiiittt...

Bruck...

I fell in shock. I almost got hit by a car.

And my prayers are answered. The angel who came was Om Agas. Good om who saved me from fraud at the minimarket and like to give me a tip when dropping off soto.

"Huaa.... Om.... Huaaa.." I cried and hugged Om Agas.

Afraid the citizens would play judge by themselves, Om took me away and got in his car. Cool car that all this time I can only look at in silence.

I saw from the rearview mirror that you finally arrived after chasing with staggered steps. Luckily I was in the car and Om Agas took me to his house.

Om Agas' house is good. Looks comfortable, very far from the house owned by Mom. I'm like a tacky person who pays attention to the details of Om Agas' house.

Om Agas asked what had happened while treating my wounds. While crying I told him that I wanted to be sold by my stepfather.

Om Agas looks angry. "I'll pay for all your debts!"

After we've been read out, will our relationship end? Then where am I going to live? What if you're gonna keep selling me to pimps? How will my fate be?

This is a rare opportunity that I will not be able to get twice. Maybe this is my way to get to the people I love. It's a rare opportunity and I won't waste it.

"Father will keep selling Dance, Om. You even introduced Dance to her friends. Dance will be a bet if you lose gambling. If Tari is married, you will not dare to disturb Dance again. Dance Om Please... Pl-please... "

I put on a face as sad as possible, tears also came out without me commanding. In my heart I kept praying that my efforts this time were not in vain. Good luck and I'll be his wife.

Om Agas did not answer. He let me stay at his house, even he bought me a change of clothes with his underwear.

I take a look at the dress he bought. Real nice. I'm getting greedy. I want to stay in this house forever. I don't have a place to live anymore. Maybe this is the destiny God gave me.

Relax, I can't give up. I must be his wife Om Agas. Opportunity in front of my eyes! I'll make it!

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