Not Wanting (So) the Second
Episode 34: The Brothel House

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Agam picked up a flat object that vibrated on the table. With a straight look on the medical computer, he picked up the phone.

📞 "Hallo, with Mr. Agam..?"

"Who is this with?" Agam asked back, because the number is a new number.

📞"I Berta, I contacted you because I saw an ad on one of the internet sites" said the woman from across the phone.

Yesterday Agam did put an ad on the internet, to look for theater actors. The plan was to make Yasmine's image ugly. He would have had several theater performers, to play the role of a brothel.

Plan, two of his men will come to Ambar to order an evening dress. Well they have to tell that the dress is for the special appearance of a woman at night, who is none other than Yasmine. Later Agam's man will show a photo of Yasmine, as one of the brothel's colleagues.

📞 "I'm in touch for the role of brothel you mean. I also have some quite reliable theater actors in acting." The woman, who is like a theater director, is very interested in the amount of money Agam offers through advertisements.

"aaa.. about that?" Glamour came out of his room to talk about this. No more doubts in his head. He just needs to change his mother's view of Yasmine. Surely Ambar does not want to press about marriage, if you know that Yasmine is not a good girl.

Agam and the woman from the phone talked for a long time. The negotiation process became complicated because the woman from inside the phone asked for a down payment first.

"I'll give you a down payment. But before that, send me your address, because I want to see the location of the theater." I intentionally did that just in case.

📞 "Alright, I'll send you my address and account number." the woman hung up, after a long negotiation process.

Once the phone connection was cut, Agam immediately sent 30 million rupiah in the account on behalf of Berta. Agam will visit the theater site later in the afternoon to discuss the continuation of his plan. Because this project is so secret.

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Late afternoon when Agam arrived at the location. He was amazed when he saw an iron-fenced house that was designed very similar to a brothel. Colorful cable light rotating on the porch pole. And some women who seemed to be actors appeared to be in and out of the house.

"wahh, they are totality once." Agam's inner amazement. When she found out Yasmine was part of a brothel, her mama would definitely find out if it was a fact or not. And it turns out Berta had prepared this. Agam became very confident, that this mission will succeed.

"Why just stand there, Mas.." said one of the women in sexy clothes.

Agam was torn from his mind, when he saw the woman he thought it must be Berta's artist.

"Let's go in, we're talking inside." the woman was about to hold Agam's hand.

"Good.." Agam evasive, making the sexy-clothed woman smile on her side.

Four houses away from there, Yasmine arrives on her motorcycle. This area is indeed his residence. He contracted in one of the rooms belonging to the RW chairman of the neighborhood. And this time he came to pick up some clothes.

"Yasmine.." call Mr. RW popping his face behind the fence.

The girl turned her head, and immediately smiled warmly. "uh, Mr. Good afternoon sir." Yasmine replied approaching Mr. RW.

"Yesterday your electric token runs out, so Mr. stuffing, because the alarm is really fast" he said while twisting the end of the mustache.

Yasmine immediately knew what the father meant, she reached into the wallet and pulled out a pink sheet. "How, Sir?"

"Two hundred and fifteen thousand." the Father immediately thrust his hand at Yasmine.

"When do you want to leave the contract? Don't you love the money?"

It's been almost 3 months that Yasmine left her contract. Mr. RW who knows very well Yasmine's financial condition feels sorry. It is better that he move to where he lives now, rather than having to waste money to pay for a contract that was never occupied.

As they were chatting, two patrol cars passed by, then stopped in front of the brothel. The curious Yasmine asked Mr. RW.

"What's that, sir?"

Mr. RW smacked his lips before answering. "That's, the brothel that's troubling the locals. At first they said it was a massage place, uh taunya a dimly-lit massage. They have been rebuked several times, but they are stubborn. So I just go to the police."

In this region, solidarity is still very high. They will not hesitate to report bad deeds, which can damage environmental friendliness. Unlike in the city center which is mostly lu-lu, the caves.

"aisss.. deserves a lot of women sexinya." said Yasmine, did not know he was the car Agam parked behind the house.

Meanwhile, in a dimly lit room, Agam was trying to talk to the residents, that he had come to see Berta. But they all didn't know who Berta was. They even seduce Agam to choose a replacement for Berta.

"Just point out which one you want, Mami will have them serve you well." whispered a curly-haired woman, she was the owner of the brothel.

"I'm here no need with Berta..."

"Everyone here has a need." seduced the Mami while massaging Agam's arm slowly.

Feeling something was wrong, Agam also called Berta's number. But the number is inactive.

"Don't move..! We're all surrounded!" Say a policeman while pointing his gun.

Even those who do not know are confused. "What.what is this..?" he rebelled when one of the members handcuffed his hand.

While the other team searched all the rooms, both on the first floor, and two. Customers who are indehoy are also familiar with using ***********they.

"Sir, why am I in handcuffs?" I still don't understand this situation.

"I will explain at the police station" replied the commander firmly.

When he saw another couple being cupped, Agam realized he was in a real brothel. Not in the theater. And when he repeatedly tried to contact Berta, he realized that he had been deceived.

"Sir, you misunderstood. I cheated Sir!" He rebelled when he was dragged by the officers.

The apparatus there's nothing to bully. They forcibly dragged the residents of the brothel, for alleged environmental pollution and the distribution of illegal goods.

From a distance of 300 meters, Mr. RW, Yasmine and some residents witnessed the raid. They gossip and feel like heroes because they have successfully eradicated the germs of society.

"hadehh.. gini day there are still people who do not like snacks outside" said one of the mothers berdaster.

"Yes, thankfully our husband has not been polluted ya bun.." said the other with grumpy lips.

"Our RW sir is indeed the best." praise them all, make Mr. RW's mustache sway because laughter expands.

"What...?!" Two of Yasmine's eyes almost came off when she saw Agam drag on the apparatus with handcuffed hands.

He ran to the brothel to make sure. It can't be Agam there, right? The man is the most curious of his wife.

"Sir Agam..??" yasmine exclaimed, and Agam turned his head.

"Yes...mine..?" Agam's brows furrowed in wonder, he wondered why the girl was wandering around again.

"Yes...mine..?!" red Agam's face was extinguished instantly, when he realized his image was on the edge of the horn. Take it this time.

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