My Honorary Owner
Intend to Escape

“We should wait here,” Papa Wira told Mama Liona.

Just a slow nod of reply from the woman.

Mama Liona's gaze was blank as it glared far away. “If only that time Citra came with us yes, Mas. He must still be with us right now!” Mama Liona regretted the events that had passed.

Papa Wira grabbed Mama Liona's hand then grasped it tightly.

“Already, Mah! Don't keep regretting what has happened.” Papa Wira reminded him again.

“I feel like a failure to be a mother, Mom! The guilt towards my daughter is still felt. His loss still leaves a wound in this heart, Mas. Now Citra, this heart is more painful let alone the departure of an unusual image makes this heart feel guilty. I didn't know Tsamoai was wearing those rare items, Mas!”

“This is not your fault, dear! This has become destiny. You heard the suspect's confession yourself, Citra not long ago used the illegal goods.” Papa Wira grabbed Mama Liona's chin to look at her.

“Don't regret what happened! That's destiny, Mah! If your instincts towards your biological daughter are still strong. I'll find the girl again!” Papa Wira tried to calm his wife.

Mama Liona nodded slowly. Quickly resting her head on her husband's shoulder poured out the heartbreak she felt.

"Thank you, Mum."

Outside the car right next to the Citra navel. Catra clenched her teeth while clenching her hands.

The grudge in his heart grew. He promised to solve this problem. He believes the young man who became the suspect is not the only drug dealer who has sold the illegal goods to his sister.

“Kakak promises to shrink completely this problem, brother does not want any other girl whose fate is the same as you, Cit,” said Catra slowly while holding a headstone that read Citra Putrikusuma.

He regretted being late home so he did not have time to meet directly with Randi, the suspect who had made Citra overdose and had desecrated her.

After praying and sprinkling flowers on his sister's navel. Catra quickly returns to the car where Papa and his name are waiting.

On the way, Catra contacts her best friend Pacho, who helps her in carrying out her sister's death.

They made an appointment right then and there. Catra asks for the car that takes them to a stop at a cafe where Pacho sends her.

“Why not go home first, son! You just got here. Don't you want to rest first?” mama Liona asked when Catra asked her and Papa Wira for permission.

“I promised, Mah! It's not good to have it cancelled!” catra.

“Leave it, Mah! She must know the way home!” connect Papa Wira.

“But Mama has told Aunty to cook a lot today, Mas!”

“I won't be long, Mah! Appointment!”

Mama Liona nodded slowly. “Be careful, Honey! Hurry home!”

Catra smiled warmly at the woman. The woman who for 20 years cared for and raised him. Replacing the position of his birth mother. Even his treatment and affection were the same as the woman who had given birth to him.

Catra loves him. He felt bad to hear Mama Liona had prepared a meal to welcome his arrival because that was why he would not linger to meet Pacho.

“Take your friend, to home!” continued Mama Liona.

Catra nodded slowly. He got out of the car to a cafe not far from there.

Inside the cafe a man no less handsome than Catra was waiting for him.

“How are you doing. Bro?” sapa Pacho while hugging his sabahat body briefly.

“Back good!” Catra Langusng landed her on the cafe bench.

“What the hell are you thinking. Your life is delicious, everything you can hold. Including women!” sindir Pacho while raising his eyebrows.

“Heh, not as comfortable as you, think. My responsibility is big, bro. It is not that easy to develop a business owned by my late mamih! Mumet my brain must be in the country of people until the last 2 years.”

“But now you stay enjoy the results. ‘kan?”

“That's fine, we just enjoy life. Now that you've become a successful businessman, you'll be my last day

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Two weeks have passed. Lura was getting used to her activities at this time

As per Mely's direction, he should be familiar with the touch of the customers who approach him. As much as possible do how to dodge when the customer's hands start to mischievously get into his mini skirt. Don't touch it if there's no commission.

Must be smart to play words and seduce so that the customer is interested in us. That's what Mely taught me. After getting the victim. Not forgetting Lura immediately contacted Mely. Continuing their collaboration.

At first Lura could not bear if Mely had to continue doing that. But Mely herself who wants if it's not like that, don't never collect. While continuing to live it Lura thought about how she could be freed from that place.

When someone booked Lura, they would exchange roles like the night of the auction.

Mely will replace Lura's position to serve them. With terms of payment received 75% for Mely. Lura agreed, despite getting 25% which was enough for her daily life. Unlike Mely, her roommate was in desperate need of a lot of money this month. Because his mother in the village must immediately undergo surgery.

Operating costs that cost 100 million not yet maintenance costs are not a little for Mely. Therefore, now Mely is trying hard to find funds for the cost of her mother's operation.

Mely could not rely on the Promise of a man who wanted to make her a mistress. And will give a decent life to Mely. Yes, he is Mr. Bagas. The man who had already sensed the incredible service from Mely. Two weeks ago the man disappeared without news. Last met Mely three days after the auction that night. He promised to free Mely from Mamih Rosa in fact the man was not present until now.

Tonight Lura was already preparing with her mini clothes on.

As planned tonight Mely just wants to serve for a drink, not booking a room. Because he will replace Lura, serving the customer who just booked the girl.

The sound of music is so deafening. Lura and Mely were in different places. The two women took the time to meet in the toilet.

“For so long, Mely?” oceh Lura while waiting for the arrival of Mely anxiously in the toilet.

The girl felt uneasy because someone who had hired her tonight told Lura to come to the xx hotel. Mamih Rosa told her bodyguard to escort Lura because the payment he got was quite large because the person who had to be served tonight was not an arbitrary person.

Mely came in haste. “Sorry I'm late!” mely said as she just arrived.

“How about this, I have to get out of here! Trus you replace jadinama, Mel?” asked Lura in a frightened tone.

“Quiet aja, I have a way!” Mely smiled after finding out what to do tonight.

Lura returns to see Mamih Rosa after seeing Mely sneaking into the trunk of the car. The vehicle that will be used to deliver Lura to the hotel.

Lura was about to enter the club but Mamih Rosa first confronted him.

“You go straight away!” he said to Lura then turned to the bald bodyguard who would deliver Lura. “You keep an eye on him lest he escape!” mamih Rosa told him.

“Ready, Mih!” without saying much the man of great stature walked towards the car parked in the Club's courtyard'.

Lura felt something that did not shake her heart. “Quick follow him!” mamih Rosa's reprimand made Lura a little surprised.

“I-iya, Mih!” lura replied stammered.

“Awas don't fuck around. Remember don't try to escape!” Mamih Rosa gave Lura a harsh ultimatum.

Just a slow nod that Lura gave g

Despite the ultimatum from Mamih Rosa he understood but the desire to escape from the brothel was drenched in his mind when else he could leave from the place that had shackled him at this time.

Lura intended to run away when Mely replaced her position.

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