WHORING FOR BEING FORCED
PERFORM RITUALS

"Parasites like me don't need love" Kamilia said coldly.

Always repeat those words. Yeah ... she felt like a parasite before she became a model now. He should not have much behavior on the outside.

"It's not like that, Mila. I'll love you all my life." Bagas started to issue his seduction. Of course the girl just sneered.

"Hhhh .. You just invited me to work together so that Calista can return to your arms, now you lick your own spit." Kamilia grunting.

"Haha hahaha. You jealous?"

"Hey … !"

Kamilia sneered as Bagas called her jealous. I don't know what was on the young man's mind. Kamilia could not have expected it. "What jealousy?" heart word.

Meanwhile, Hendra at home felt his body getting sicker. Squeezed all over her body. He saw the wall clock.

"Kamilia should have come back, where did she go?" Hendra wondered.

He felt that something had changed in Kamilia. Always denied because he had an affair with Calista. I don't know, looking at Calista's eyes, Hendra was intrigued. Even then, he had never had a heart for the girl.

If only Hendra knew, what Calista did. When Kamilia came to Aunt Melly's place, first.

The girl-Calista tried in various ways, for Hendra to re-admire her. Including going to paranormal places.

**

"Damn it, he snatched my subscription again!" Calista said with anger. Hendra who always chose her now no longer glanced since the arrival of Kamilia, a young prostitute who was on the rise.

"If you keep this up, you'll be a street whore, Callista" said Hilda.

"Of course I don't want to, I have to stay a prima donna here, where does she get such powerful pity?" answer Calista. The girl also asked the knowledge of compassion that Kamilia used.

Hilda did not answer her question, she was busy spreading charms to the striped men of her subscription. Calista was silent. Frenetic music, spinning lights. The smell of alcohol and cigarette smoke, were close friends ever since they fell in that black valley.

Since her husband divorced Calista for the sake of other women, with no money and no possessions. A very cliche reason, because Calista could have worked as a housekeeper for example. However, the pain of divorce made him like a person who no longer had any sense. Want him to go all the way and flirt with men. Like a tuba water drunk fish. Looking for clear water.

Hilda, who is also her roommate, takes her to work in the city. At first Calista did not know that her job was prostituting like this.

Starting that night, she became a prima donna prostitute, because it turns out that after polished make-up, she turns out to be very beautiful. As his subscription says. Rupiah is very easy to get and easily disappears. Vaporized like water, perhaps because of ungodly illicit money. She went from being just a country woman to being a metropolis woman. Always update the style of the celebrity tub. Living in a nice apartment.

Once, he came home, yes only once, because then he never came back. Feeling unworthy of being too sinful. The last time he heard his parents were dead. Even to just wipe his parents' headstone, Calista did not dare. Fear of his sins against them in nature.

When she returned home, her ex-husband was so stunned to see Calista, the man wanted to return, but Calista did not. A savage and depraved man, no more desire to talk to him. He came to meandering, and Calista just looked on indifferently. That was the last time I met my parents and the villagers, except Hilda.

Since the arrival of the young prostitute, her nightlife has changed. The predicate of the primadonna was no longer pinned on him, but shifted to Kamilia. He who is used to being the best, does not accept. Start him looking for a really powerful shaman, to re-raise his position.

Calista and Hilda set out to meet the shaman, in a desolate village. All the problems were told, the shaman nodded his head in a sign of understanding. In front of them was a water filled with flowers. Suddenly the water rippled after being recited a spell.

"You have to undergo an unusual ritual" said Mbah Dukun.

"Well, you take a flower bath first, after that it's the ritual of pity."

Like the shaman's instructions, Calista did everything he was told. Including serving him in bed. You pervert quack, he doesn't want to miss out on a good chance a person who needs his help.

The night came, it was time for the ritual. Calista sat in front of him, the offerings were complete as well as the steaming censer. The shaman pulled out something wrapped in a white cloth, smelling a bit foul, almost vomiting Calista smelled the scent.

"It's a dead man's vitals, you have to eat it!" tell Mbah Dukun.

"I rot so .. a-I eat," said the woman in disbelief.

"This is the only way, so you can remain a prima donna."

"Alright, Mbah," said Calista listlessly.

Mbah Dukun burned the vital instrument on the censer. The stench mixed with the burning smell stirred up Calista's entrails, asking to get out. The burnt finish is poured on Calista to eat. It seemed like the shaman caught the doubt in the heart of the girl.

"Remember, you want to be like the beginning or be kicked into a street prostitute because it does not sell," said Mbah Dukun.

Shown in Calista's eyes, she is stranded on the streets, becoming a cheap prostitute on the side of the train tracks.

"No! I must be strong, must dare to eat it," his inner self

With great difficulty Calista managed to eat it, even though it felt like his stomach was in a revolt. After being given the incantation water, then the stomach subsides. That night Calista and Hilda returned to the city.

The next night Calista again became a flower that many striped-nose men adore. Lonely tajir men race to book him. Surprisingly, Hendra was not interested in him.

Hendra stays with his heart, Kamilia. They even live together now. I don't know how much Hendra paid Aunt Melly. Mamy was so sparkling in his eyes as Kamilia left with the man.

Calista felt defeated. Some days he's moody. Bagas, the man who likes her always comforts her. However, the Bagas level did not meet Calista's standards.

Apparently Calista did not fully know Bagas. Bagas never showed that his parents were a conglomerate. He lives a simple life with a matic motorbike accompanying his journey.

Had Calista known who Bagas really was, she would have stuck to him. The treasure he seeks

*

Bagas stopped Kamilia's car in front of a high fence. The man pressed the car horn several times. Someone came in a hurry. Open the gate and salute him.

Kamilia who was daydreaming, was shocked to hear the sound of a horn. Reflexes he looks ahead. Surprised, Bagas wants to go where he is.

"Whose house?" Kamilia put pressure on his question.

"Whose house .. ru .. your father-in-law, hahaha hahaha." Bagas laughs sucks.

"What?" Kamilia was shocked to hear it.