MAYANG PUJAKU
Danang's Hatred

“I already know where you got those money from. I already know everything. Realize that, don't touch me with your dirty hands, the hands that you use to caress the wild men out there. I hate Brother.”

This was the first time that Danang yelled at me, with such a close distance, moreover, his hate speech to my body felt bitter to be digested by my ears.

“Andang, what are you talking about? Kanapa you say like itiu same brother dear. Don't talk rudely like that to people older than you son.”

“Go ... Go from danang.” room

“And you got hit.”

“Go ... go Danang say go! Shame on having a sister like Brother Mayang!” again, Danang shouted at me. My head seemed to reject the meaning of Danang's words. But my eyes saw Danang's gaze filled with hatred. The eyes that seemed to reject my existence were within his sight.

“Andang is not a child anymore who can be a brother lying. Danang seebah with his own eyes and head, mayang brother often go with men I think it's his girlfriend kak mayang, but every night even kak mayang change partners. Don't ask Danang know where, this danang already big brother, andang know night life kak mayang. Danang knew that Mayang was a p3l4cu12 ka!”

Plaaq..

My hands seemed to be unable to accept the reality that came out of my little sister whom I always considered a child, and she claimed to be an adult. The words I heard from those who were humbling me, these insults I now hear from my own brother.

I turned around and left the room. I actually ran away, running by moving my legs as fast as I could. The reason is not the color of the words of Danang that have hurt my feelings, but because I regret slapping danang. My hands are still shaking because I feel sorry for slapping Danang.

“Mba Mayang.” Someone's voice called out to me, making my steps stop.

“Mba Mayang why cry?” the person who called me earlier is now asking me why I cried.

“I'm fine, I'm not crying this is just a flickering Mr.”

“Heuh, no need to pretend Mba Mayang. You must be crying because Danang knows your real work, right?” I was shocked to hear this man say, he is the head of this dorm.

“Don't Danang know from the Father, right?” I immediately understood the meaning of his words was a confession, that the person who told danang my real work was bliau, Mr. Wahyudi.

*****

At that time .. Mr. Wahyudi met me in that clube, at that time he was drunk with his friends, and met me because by chance the clube that he came to was the clube where I worked.

“Hey Mba, can we get here?” said Pak wahyudi calling the girls who still do not get a date, and I was one of them. At that time I did not know that Mr. Wahyudi was in the crowd of people who called us, even I did not know that the wahyudi sir called us.

At that time the four of us who had not got a date, and we immediately approached the speaker who called us, at that time we were like pigeons fed, bread crumbs, bread crumbs, which is spread over the ground.

“Shortly, wait-wait. It seems I have seen you, your face is like a stranger," said Mr. Wahyudi while brushing my hair that half covered my face.

How surprised I was then, Mr. Wahyudi's voice seemed to defeat a lightning strike for me. I was really shocked and embarrassed as well as scared.

“Sini Mayang, here you accompany me ok,” Pinta Pak Wahyudi while patting the sofa where he is sitting.

I just followed her and walked up to her to sit next to her. Because after all this is my job.

His hands began to pity my body, but it was only a few minutes I sat beside him. Without basabasi he would embrace my shoulder and bring me closer to his body.

“Mayang-Home. I've been looking forward to times like this for a long time .. You know, I always noticed your pretty body and face the first time you came to the dormitory where your sister was tiggal.”

Mr. Wahyudi continued to race, he talked about things that are not clear, even some of you talk about danang. Whether this was indeed his nature or he was already completely controlled by the poison of the world. But what is my day that's a pramuria. I can only resign, asking for guests who come.

“Dear dear, I can't take it anymore, quickly show her room dear.”

“Sorry Mr. Wahyudi. Now it's time for our clube to close, I took too long anyway ngombrolnya so time to throw away. Look at four o'clock even sir.”

Actually I deliberately, stalling time at that time so that the mind of Pak wahyudi diverted. And forgot to take me to my room. But I was a little less careful in carrying out my strategy and made Pak Wahyudi very angry with me, and swore me all kinds.

Until he threatened me to tell Danang what my real job was, if I didn't want to serve him at the time. Actually I am also afraid of the threat of Mr. Wahyudi, but this has become the rule here, not to serve guests if it is 3 o'clock past. Due to some factors that necessitated such a thing, quite yet again, I did not want to accompany this shameless old man.

******

I really did not expect Wahyudi sir who is a hostel head even involves a small child in such a problem, he could destroy a beautiful day danang by telling his brother is a pramuria. I can't imagine how those days are going to go.

“I really do not run out of piker with what you do this, you have to destroy the future of a young boy like Danang!” I said while pointing my index finger at his face, I was already too emotional to face someone like this.

“Do not get me wrong, blame yourself. Tell anyone you don't want to listen to a warning from me, try if you serve me at that time, maybe this will not happen mayang.” With an innocent face he said [such a blasphemous word.

If only he wasn't the head of the dorm here maybe I'd have slapped him this time, his mouth was lancing and dirty, it would really be inappropriate to be someone a leader in a place like this.

“But Mayang, all this can still be overcome if you want to accompany me now. If you want, I can go to Danang and explain this misunderstanding ... How are you interested dear?”

This would be the first time in my life to slap a person much older than myself.

SERIATE.