The Dancer (The Story of a Single Parent, Who Became a Night Dancer)
SP 6
~My dearly~
Gladis, who was not bound by a rope, was now free to move, living alone in a large room, in which there was a king-size bed, a sofa, a small refrigerator, and a small, bathroom with bathtub in it, a large closet, which is in the dressing room, complete with all the equipment of women's clothing and also baby clothes.
"Is he the one who provided all this? does he know everything about my life?" ask Gladis to himself.
Gladis felt that none of this was a coincidence, a full dress with *********, baby clothes complete with toiletries, milk and also there are several boxes of formula milk for the baby.
Gladis touched everything in the room. "Who is he really? why would he know about me?"
All those questions were getting more and more out of Gladis' brain, but he couldn't answer them, he didn't find the slightest answer, because all of this really felt strange.
Chequek.
Someone opened the door of the room occupied by Gladis, and entered a young woman who was about two years old under Gladis.
The girl was holding a baby and she was dressed like a baby sitter.
Seeing the two of them entering, Gladis fear disappeared instantly, he immediately ran over to the young girl after seeing the baby in the young woman's arms.
"Shine, is she really Shine?" Gladis directly took it from the young girl and confirmed it, then hugged Shine longingly.
"So, you guys brought Shine here too? what about my girlfriend? is he here too?" ask Gladis at length.
The nurse nodded. "No" he answered.
"Then, where's my friend? where's my best friend?" Gladis asked while shouting.
"Hey! It's noisy! don't make a scene here, or we'll complain about your attitude to our Master!" said the man standing guard at the front door.
"Yes God! there are so many guards standing guard in front of the room, how do I break out?" inner Gladis while looking out of the room.
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Nick gets a voice call from Naura.
"Hallo, brother." Nick picked up the phone.
"I'll be there now, Brother, wait for me!"
Nick hangs up the phone and goes straight to his standby motorcycle in front of the brothel, Nick immediately pulls the hand gas and goes to Gladis' house to meet Naura.
"Sister Gladis, where are you really? I'm not only worried about him, but now I'm also worried about my brother, even though we're not siblings, but for me, Brother Naura is my only family" Nick muttered inwardly as he continued to focus on riding his motorcycle.
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Naura, who was waiting for Nick's arrival, attempted to contact Gladis.
"Gladis, where are you? Shine forgive Mami who can't take care of you!" Naura cried as she pleased on the floor of Gladis' house.
Naura felt guilty, but she was also confused why at the same time Gladis and Shine disappeared.
"Who exactly are they? are they the ones who brought you two? butwhy? what did they draw from you?" Naura was trying to think who was the one who wanted Gladis so badly.
Gladis is a dancer, but there are a lot of men who want to touch him, only they have to hold it all, but is it true, one of them kidnapped Gladis? that question was all possible right now in Naura's mind.
Nick went straight into Gladis' house. "Sister, brother, brother is it okay?" repeatedly Nick called Naura who he saw lying on the floor with tears.
A younger brother who had no blood relation to her, was very considerate and very worried about her, he said, Nick and Naura have been considered children since childhood by women who run a brothel now run by Naura and Nick.
"I'm fine, now take me home, and lest Gladis and Shine's disappearance be kissed by anyone, I'll investigate it myself." Naura tries to wake up with Nick's help.
Nick immediately drove his adoptive brother to the motorbike he parked in front of Gladis' house.
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Gladis looked at his daughter's face. "My dear child, my poor child, I'm sorry Mama couldn't be a good mother, if Mama had a better job, maybe this incident would never happen to you, it wouldn't happen to both of us."
Gladis wept, regretting all his work now, but to think again and again, this work can support him, he said, she could not possibly take care of her daughter if she worked elsewhere that required working early in the morning and even late in the evening, or working shifts.
Gladis sings a song to his daughter, she grabs Shine in her arms.
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A smile chanted by Gladis was heard to the exit of the room, the two people standing guard at the door of the room looked at each other.
It was not long before a man approached them and abandoned his intention to open the door of the room.
"Looks like he's putting his daughter to sleep, you take care of him, don't let your guard down, if you lose him, don't expect you to survive me!" threaten him before leaving in front of the two men in stout stature.
"Okay sir, we'll keep them both tight, we'll make sure it works well and won't disappoint you" one of the men replied.
The man then moved his legs back down the stairs not far from the room where Gladis was.
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"What are you guys doing? why did you lose track of him?" asked a middle-aged man who spoke very loudly.
The man scolded the few people before him, he was dissatisfied with the work done by them.
"Follow him alone you're not so smart! during this time the task I gave several times failed if dealing with that child! you guys are so stupid!" shouted again.
"Here ... already, take care of your emotions, do not let your heartache recur again, just because you think of him." A man who was beside her, stroked the man's chest gently.
The young woman who often accompanied the middle-aged man often calmed him, the behavior of the child who always made head bobbles.
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A man enters with Jerry into the house, and the man whispers something to himself.
"So he still told people to follow me? He thinks I'll be easy to get?" decak annoyed Jerry.
Jerry has a smile on his lips, he is not surprised if his father is still curious about himself and his personal life, often some people are wrestling where Jerry went but unfortunately, they will again lose track of Jerry, Jerry, Jerry was smarter and smarter than his father.
"He thought it would be that easy to recapture an eel that had been released in the hand?" mumbling Jerry.
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