THE STORY OF THE POOR MAN WHO WAS TAINTED
BIG LADY

AFTER the Mother Goddess received inheritance rights from Pak Yaris, she was half-dead excited and her legs prancing like a child. then the mother Goddess said to Aunt Asih with a speech with a tone of condemnation.

"sana bi!! the boy told me to sleep. so noisy my ears hear him hhh!!" said a rude grunt mother Goddess to her maid.

Aunty Asih just nodded and immediately approached the little boy named Doni who had been running around with his toy plane ever since. day has night and mother Goddess as usual her dress up and go out of the house to meet her friends who are spelled out the wives of her boss tajir all her. mother Goddess has now left the house and brought the inheritance car that she just received when this afternoon. he left without saying anything to his son or to Asih's aunt because it had become his habit to go without saying goodbye like that. Asih's aunt did not care about her employer, it was, because he is now in the room of his foster son named Doni. At first Doni does not want to go to his room to sleep. but Asih's aunt had persuaded him to go into the boy's room.The persuasion was an invitation from Asih's aunt to tell him about the war heroes to her foster child.

Doni who since childhood has been obsessed with things like heroes and wars, now according to him and as usual he slept in his bed and accompanied by his foster mother to sleep asleep. then I heard Asih's aunt start telling her foster child.

"before this country became independent, there were many invaders from abroad who seized the property of this country and there was a war over the rejection of the natives who rebelled against the occupation."

"ripping it away huh bi..??" ask the boy innocently.

"yes it's almost like that den. but the difference is, rob it blatantly. whereas the thief secretly den." replied Aunty Asih explained the innocent question of her foster child

"oh so bi. continue bi if there needs to be a war dor dor dor his weapon.." said the child and made Aunty Asih laugh amusedly to hear the words of her foster child that she loved so much.

Aunty Asih was a thirty-five year old widow and had a daughter the same age as Doni when her father Doni was alive, aunty Asih's son often played and lived in the luxurious house with his mother.His son Aunty Asih was very familiar friends and played with her employer's son named Doni's, since her father Doni often sickly and in the hospital.Atibi Asih prohibited to bring her children again by the mother Goddess with noisy reasons and interfere with the work of Asih's own aunt. though aunt Asih's daughter is not fussy and obedient to what her mother said not to mess around when she was at her employer's house.

But the decision is still the decision. the only child of her mother Asih returned and now is at the home of her grandmother who is in the village to be cared for and raised by her grandmother in the village. from the hard-earned mother as a maid in the house, her salary is always sent by mail to her hometown every beginning of the month for the needs of her children and grandmother.

All that changed since Mr. Randi began to be sickly until death.Atunty Asih and other young servants, her, once employed by Doni's father to take care of home necessities such as cooking and washing dirty clothes and cleaning the house, but about taking care of the child, the, his father Doni once hired a babysitter or a young baby sister. but the jealous attitude of the mother Goddess saw her husband familiar to the young maid and her babysitter is what made the young maid and her babysitter fired and some even ran away without pamit due to the cruelty of her great mistress, only Aunt Asih was patient with the treatment of her employer until now and all of it was done for the sake of her daughter and her family in the village.

Now Aunt Asih has told a long story about the hero and the war to her foster child. now Doni has fallen asleep and Asih's aunt comes out of the child's room and sleeps in the maid's room near the kitchen. the front door of the house has been locked by aunt Asih, because the mother Goddess as the big mistress of the house has her own spare key. so auntie still did not think of her fear if the door of the big house was in the key from the inside and her master was angry because he could not enter because it was locked from the inside.

Whereas in other places, the sound of pauseg-jedug sounded deafening ears if not accustomed to hearing it. the sound of loud music was in a crowded discotheque place visited by people from group A to group B to young men and half old to young women and the half-old woman also looks like she is busy dancing.

The clothes of the people who enter the disco place are various forms and models. most of the women were scantily dressed and deliberately showed off their tight-twisted cleavage and smooth, white thighs. while the men are dressed in jeans of various colors and clothes branded t-shirts to expensive shirts priced at millions of rupiah. there are no other vehicles other than just luxury cars in the place, even if there are visitors who bring motorcycles, such as, the officers told the person who had the motor to get away and not allowed to park in the yard where the discos were.The real purpose is, the, so that the discotheque place is fairly standard quality of all the rich people.

In a room that was very noisy by the disco music, the mother of Dewi was dancing with her friends and her dating men. some were men accompanying them at the desk of a disco room filled with bottles of liquor. mother Goddess like her had been drunk and she was half conscious when her body was swayed by her dating man. mother Goddess looks just let her alone and as if she also enjoys the naughty palpation of her dating man.

Dark night as dark as the contents of the discotheque room was. Everything in the discotheque room, willing to waste his money for a bottle of liquor that the price is quite expensive. the same thing with a glimmer of their inner pleasure each by hiring a comfort man or comfort woman for the inner satisfaction of the Goddess mother and her friends, as well as the other discotheque visitors on the end of their regrets all later.

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