
The Bunga Wijaya Kusuma. Always beautiful at night. And shut yourself in front of the morning sun.
The Bunga Wijaya Kusuma. The beautiful fragrant at night, slalu envious of jasmine which became a symbol of true love.
Bunga Wijaya Kusuma, he woke up at night. Put each of his petals on the divine.
*****
I sat in front of the mirror, which reflected the image of myself. Looks a pair of eyeballs with a thinning black circumference, even eyes that are still wet.
I do not know how many tears that have soaked the cheeks, but never washed away all the sadness.
Lord...
am I too stupid to love a man?
am I too bad to be a human being?
when will this all meet at last?
When can I be such a beautiful jasmine flower to decorate all day. Slalu is a symbol of true love.
I'm tired of being a night flower, like a Wijaya Kusuma flower.
I am but a helpless human being at the praise of the world
lost, lost in the delights of treasure
Tonight will be like the nights I spent. It's not that I don't want to change my situation so as not to continue living in a pit of sin, what my day is only a junior high school graduate.
The diploma I have, I can't count on to change this life. Therefore I worked hard for Danang, so that his life could be much better than mine.
However, Danang can not understand my intention to make it happy, although indeed the way I do this can not be called the right way.
*****
A shining figure was seen at the end of my eyes. He's the guy I slapped this afternoon, he's Arjuna.
"Why does he still dare to come here?"
I'm really surprised at this moment. I guess with what happened this afternoon he won't be coming here anymore.
"Honey, let's go ahead and it's your turn to find a guy hehe, time to dieum aja." Someone told me to come forward looking for prey.
"Yes Brother." I don't know who just said that. But because I was the youngest, and had not joined here for a long time, so all the workers here I called Big Brother.
I also did not waste this opportunity, all for Danang's sake. I should be able to earn more money. And to add courage I drank a glass of beer.
I set my foot on the crowd of people who were swept away in the loud sound of music.
I immerse myself in the crowds of people, letting my body follow the beat of the music.
"I'm gonna get all the men here to fight over me."
But really this heart and eyes can not lie, my heart still controls my movements to look graceful and beautiful in the eyes of Arjuna. And my eyes, still staring at the presence of the man.
"Hay pretty lady, tonight would you like me?"
The voice of a man was heard by me, he gave me an offer to accompany him. With a face full of confidence he touched my shoulder, then faced my body before him.
"Wow ... Hold on, sir, what you got to dare touch me."
"How much do you ask?"
"A very challenging question, I like guys like you." Another in the mouth another in the heart. I actually hate guys like this.
"You want to accompany me, baby?"
Only a thin smile full of falsehoods could I give to answer her offer. I held out my hand and said my name.
"Darling."
"A very beautiful name ... Deri." He also mentioned his name, with a haughty face and slightly raised his eyebrows.
I really hate men like this. A person who always relies on money to get whatever he wants.
*****
I walked in the arms of the man who promised me the few dollars I needed. We passed Arjun's whereabouts.
'What pain is this, ' I said in my heart. Somehow, the pain in my heart suddenly felt very real, after my eyes and Arjuna's eyes met.
'What do you really think about me? Do you consider myself a woman? Or do you just think of me, like the amusement rides you ride as you please?'
Your eyes raise some Arjuna questions.
The way you look at me feels so different.
Tell me what that gaze means Arjuna.
I really don't want to be a speaker with a thousand questions.
Because now disappointed to be looking at me also with his haughty look, while laughing at my hope, the love that is implied from your eyes.
"Who is he?" Deri suddenly asked the person who had just met my gaze.
"Nobody."
"Home ... Alright, I'm not interested in your personal affairs either, all I want is your body dear."
I was surprised to hear the words that came out from Deri, I was indeed a woman of the night, but as long as I was in the despicable profession, this was only the first time I had such a humiliating insult.
"Let's go baby, we'll make sweet night honey."
Deri's words are increasingly becoming 'disgusting' but the fact is what can be said, it's real, I'm a despicable woman who does not deserve Arjuna.
But her eyes were completely filled with a warm feeling that enveloped me. Unlike the other empty faces of compassion I always get from others, staring at pity and shame makes me feel empty.
Time passed. My steps had completely taken me away from Arjuna's existence. Until I can't find her figure anymore in this viewing room.
*****
"Thank you, Mayang, you were amazing tonight. I'll see you in the next nights, baby."
I just finished serving his passion. He passed away from our room to crush our passions and did not forget to put a pile of money on the edge of the bed.
After I finished serving the departed Deri, I decided to go back downstairs, where the loud thump of music was heard.
One by one my steps came down with a very heavy heart, this heart was very reluctant to go back there, the reason other than that I did not want to do this job anymore, also I no longer want to see Arjuna, or even be seen by Arjuna.
I want to be in a different dimension to him. I want to be close together without greeting each other, or even getting to know each other. I regret what I did to myself, who had dared to approach him the first time I saw him.
"Is there a love story of a pramurian who ended happily?"
A long time ago there was no such story, then what I expected from this feeling, Wouldn't it be better for me to erase this feeling, not to feel betrayed again by painful expectations.
****
My presence that re-entered this place of sowing sin, greeted by several pairs of eyes, which had been stunned by the makeup of my movement.
"Home ... You will flood the job. Look at the guys there waiting for their turn. You're great, baby." The first greeting I got after coming back here I got from a middle-aged woman.
She is the boss here, we call her 'Tante Kusuma' she is a woman of almost 50han. He's not a bad guy, can't be called good. 'wait, what right do I marry good or bad people? I'm not even better than him.'
'One, two, three. Oh my God there are 5 men waiting for me, I said in my heart. While counting the number of men waiting their turn to enjoy my honey.
There was fear enveloping me as I looked at the few men who were looking at me savagely. My heart really wants to reject this reality.
However, my doubts were lost, when I saw Arjuna, who still did not turn his eyes away from me.
'What exactly are you sowing in the sense of that view Arjuna.'
SERIATE.
Note: sorryin Mayang yes .. This Ramadan month is still naughty.
congratulations on performing the fast for those who run.
marhaban ya romadhon's.