The Light of Love for Seroja
CCUS 10: Customer Meeting Preparation (flashback)

Thousands of star blips and the beautiful face of the moon appear to decorate the canvas of the sky tonight. The perfect brush that created the universe with all the perfection that exists. Presents the beauty that every human being can enjoy that should be able to cultivate gratitude for the creation of the universe. The night sky is thick, but behind the concentration it makes neutral humans on earth can enjoy all the beauty that exists.

Seroja stands in front of a small mirror that hangs on one of the walls in the room. Tightly, he stared at the image of the face that was helped from the mirror. Slowly, his fingers rubbed the face that is currently decorated with thick make-up that looks so sensual.

"If you keep wiping your face it could be that the make-up is faded. Can't it be if you don't touch your face for a second? It could have been a waste since I dressed you up."

While applying the powder on her face, Dahlia protested with what Seroja had done. The woman was very surprised because since Seroja's hands were relentless to touch the face that had polished the make-up.

"Mom, can we cancel this plan? Seroja's really not ready to meet Laura's mom."

With his head lowered, Seroja tried to re-negotiate with his mother. It feels really hard if tonight he really will meet with Laura's mom.

Dahlia tidied up the mascara she was wearing while screeching softly. He did not think that in the last seconds he would meet Laura, this twenty-five-year-old woman was still worried.

"Hey, listen to me! Your life needs are increasing more and more. He will always increase without negotiating with you first whether you are ready or not. After all, you are also strange, just meeting Laura is difficult to ask for forgiveness. And if you know, your life can be more secure if you're under his hands."

Seroja's head looked up slightly. Through this mirror, he could see the face of the mother who immediately transformed into a woman who was still like thirty years old. In the eyes of Seroja, his mother is really good at conquering a variety of makeup equipment.

For a moment he thought why the mother did not have the ambition to open a bridal makeup salon instead of having to do this dark job. But all the questions are just residing in the mind of Seroja alone. For in the least he did not have the courage to interfere in all the ways of life that his mother had chosen.

"But Seroja really can't do this job, ma'am. Seroja feels this will all violate the principle of life that Seroja has always held."

"Sad... Fuck all the principles of life you hold. Remember that silly principle of yours absolutely can not make your stomach full or make you a rich man. After all, gradually you will also get used to work like this. So you don't have too many more excuses. I'm age... "

"Where are Seroja's mothers and sisters going? Why are you dressed up so beautiful?"

The body of the six-year-old little girl who suddenly entered the room where Seroja and Dahlia were, successfully cut Dahlia's words. Alamanda swung her legs to get closer to her mother and sister.

Dahlia smiled knot. He brought his body to get closer to this daughter and slightly took a squatting position. "Mom and sister go for a minute, baby. Alamanda's at home."

Dahlia rubbed Alamanda's horse-tailed hair with tenderness and affection. A sight that made Seroja's heart melt instantly. This is because since long ago he was never treated with love like this Alamanda. Sure enough, the sight of this mother and son made Seroja's chest suddenly filled with a sense of untold tightness.

"Where are mom and sister going? Manda's afraid to be home alone, ma'am."

Putting on a face filled with fear, Alamanda tried to reveal what was in her heart. Perhaps the mother was willing to take him along. But Dahlia still shook her head slowly as a sign that she did not allow the child to come along.

"Can't be Honey. I just want to take Brother Seroja to Aunt Laura's house. After that, I'll definitely be back."

"Indeed at Aunt Laura's house is there a show what Mom? Why does Seroja dress so beautifully?"

"There's no show, honey. Aunt Laura just wanted to meet Seroja's sister. Alamanda stays home. Mom just for a little while, after that I'll be back."

The small body of Alamanda docked to the body of Seroja who still seemed fixated with all the intimacy and warmth of the mother of the child who was right in front of his eyes. Alamanda's tiny hands tightly knit her grip on her sister's fingers.

"Sister is already dressed up and beautiful, but why does the face of Seroja look moody? If brother Seroja does not want to meet aunt Laura, brother Seroja stay at home, yes."

Like feeling a bad premonition with the plan of the sister going to Laura's place, Alamanda's small lips chattered lightly to give a proposal to Seroja stay at home. Alamanda's words were only responded to with a bitter smile painted on the lips of the twenty-five-year-old woman.

How come big brother is not moody Dear, if soon Big Brother will meet with the beginning of the destruction of Big Brother's life.

The smile on Seroja's lips still looks bitter. His hands stretched out to gently caress his sister's hair. "Sister is not sad, dear. Brother looks moody, probably because Brother is leaving Manda."

Alamanda was slightly surprised by the words coming out of Seroja's lips. "Son't you gonna leave Manda? Where is Seroja going?"

Seroja slightly gasped. He realized that he had spoken wrongly. That's not what you mean, brother, honey. I mean Brother, maybe just tomorrow Brother will go home. But it feels like a long time ago Brother left Manda."

Dahlia is increasingly caught off guard by what Seroja is doing with Alamanda. He felt his time was wasted with the scene that before his eyes was not worthwhile.

"Already, already, now Alamanda went into the room. Sleep well, because tomorrow I'm going home."

Hearing the mother's words, immediately made Alamanda's face sparkle. The little girl seemed to have received an immeasurable happy news. "A-dad is going home, Mom? Really it?"

Dahlia nodded softly while smiling sweetly. "That's right, dear. Tomorrow I'll be home, so now Manda sleeps so that tomorrow can welcome the arrival of the father with a fresh body, and not sleepy ya."

The head of the girl nodded. "Good Mom. Manda will soon sleep." Alamanda slightly shifted his small body. He hugged his brother's body tightly, even though he could only reach his stomach. "So be careful. May Brother always be okay and avoid everything that can make Kak Seroja sad."

A drop of clear grain escaped without permission from the eyelids of Seroja. The woman desperately tried to withstand all the increasing claustrophobia. Slowly, he rubbed Alamanda's hair gently. "So I'll be fine, baby .. I'll be fine."

Seroja chest felt increasingly rumbling, like a wave of sea water that rolled up to break the rock and then crashed on the beach. I don't know what will happen after this. Perhaps, after this the self-esteem and principles of life that he had long held firmly, would end up in the hands of the pimp.

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Finally... recovered also this account... 🥰 Sorry, for this short part yes Brother. inshaAllah tomorrow we continue again..