WHORING FOR BEING FORCED
BACK TO THE BLACK WORLD

Kamilia's eyes started to fog with tears. He used to be very innocent when asked for signatures. Now he understands. Where he goes to find money to redeem himself. The money she made became a model out of nowhere. He found the savings book at Hendra's house, empty. Nearly two years later his memory was lost.

The world feels so unfair to him. There is no happiness in the flow of the play. Kamilia has always been in a sad role. Despite one accident, another pain greeted him. It was impossible for him to ask Mr. Freza for help to earn money.

"Do I have to be a prostitute again?" ask Kamilia lirih. His heart was broken, imagining himself to be the lustful satisfier of the momentary love seekers.

"It's not like that, Mila," said Aunt Melly iba. It was not that he had no pity for Kamilia's fate. However, this concerns hundreds of millions of rupiah. The price of Kamilia's guarantee was now requested by Hendra.

"Then?"

Kamilia wished there was the best way out. He's willing to pay the money to Aunt Melly. Apparently Aunt Melly had prepared a scenario for him. Something Kamilia never dreamed of again.

"There's a conglomerate that's already interested in you" replied Aunt Melly. "He's willing to pay a lot for you, Mila," said Aunt Melly.

"Who?"

"Mr Arya, the man who used to fuss over wanting to hire you, Mila. Do you remember?" ask Aunt Melly.

"Why should he?" Kamilia was shocked to hear that name. He still remembered how he used to be, Mr. Arya insistent on wanting to be served. Her hair bristles imagining days with her later.

"Only he dares to pay so much for you" replied Aunt Melly.

Kamilia unceasingly cursed her to be born into the world. The woman did not understand why God gave such a heavy destiny to live.

"My Lord, did you write my way of life wrong?" ask Kamilia in heart.

Kamilia was forced to accept the nista agreement again. After various negotiations went hard and deadlocked. Kamilia requested that there be certain terms and agreements as other conditions. Aunt Melly promised to deliver it to Mr. Arya.

Kamilia came home from Aunt Melly's place with a bone like a dilolotion from her body, helpless. He had almost lost his consciousness, but he had to be strong. Recollected with his mother's glare. Life is all about deprivation and psychic and physical violence.

**

"Where are you from, Mila?" ask Bagas.

"Find the wind" replied Kamilia of origin.

"Wind is sought, enter your stomach can be bloated." Bagas tried to joke.

Kamilia did not respond. He entered the room, then tuned the music a little loud. Intentionally, because he was not strong enough not to cry. Weep for the days that will come. Truly Kamilia could not imagine, what kind of reply would Mr. Arya do.

Bagas was astonished by Kamilia's behavior today. Something changed about his sister's behavior. Bagas tried to peek out of the keyhole. Shit, there's a key that's blocking it.

"Maybe he remembered Hendra!" think Bagas.

Bagas finally stopped thinking about Kamilia. There are still many jobs that demand concentration as a cameraman. He had to choose a truly perfect photo of the models. Which ones are worth showing into the public domain.

Kamilia held the pain in her eyeballs. Her tears did not stop flowing. He felt defeated before the match. Bad luck brought him back to the world of prostitution. Although he does not have to peddle himself, serving various kinds of human-lusted animals. However, still his heart could not accept having to be Lord Arya's mistress.

"It's worth nothing to my body. It can still be exchanged for money not with a sacred promise in the presence of the ruler" Kamilia said.

"You don't leave, Mother, Kartika!" As soon as his mother said the last time she met.

Kamilia was feeling perverted, her soul filled with a pile of anger and hate. Who is it for, Ibrahim or Hendra. All had a share and a portion, in drowning him back into the black valley.

"Is God really there for me? Why do you hide and not care about my fate?" inner Kamilia.

Kamilia again questioned the power of God allowing himself to return to the same abyss. Tired of this woman crying. He fell asleep with tears.

**

Master Arya looked at Kamilia with a scornful look. He was proud that the woman could finally bow before him. Begging to cancel their nista agreement. Mr. Arya who is strong will of course not want to. Mr. Arya knows who Kamilia really is.

"Can I repay you my debt, sir? Without living together?" ask Kamilia.

"Where can you, how can you serve me if we're apart!" answer Mr. Arya. He seemed to be busy with the monitor screen in front of him. Kamilia did come to Mr. Arya in his office. Kamilia deliberately came to bargain.

"But wife Tu–"

"When have I had a wife? For me women are just a hassle. Why am I tied to just one woman. I want to be with some women, ' explained Mr. Arya.

"Some women?" Kamilia's eyes were rounded.

"Stupid! I just want to be free by dating various women!"

Kamilia nodded. He turned into such a fool in the presence of Lord Arya. I don't know why all those words vanished from his brain. However, something confused Kamilia. Mr. Arya's once arrogant attitude now seemed more relaxed. Kamilia felt a little calm in her heart.

"Later tonight, you'll be at my house!" lord Arya's orders.

"All right, sir." Kamilia replied while preparing to leave. He had to prepare everything, including the answer to Bagas and Mr. Freza.

Along the way Kamilia's mind was busy crafting excuses to leave Mr. Freza's house. What words to say later.

"Well, I have a job out of town. Ah .. not like that. Bagas, I have a job outside our agent. Ah ... Not like that anyway, or I want to live independently and get out of this house. It's too rough it sounds." Kamilia was busy talking to herself as she headed towards Mr. Freza's house. "Am I just gonna stop by, okay? Without them knowing where I'm going?"

Kamilia was really confused thinking of a reason to be able to get out of Mr. Freza's house. His mind was confused to imagine the days with Mr. Arya. If only life could choose, Kamilia chose not to be born or die in infancy. It is very heavy life that must be taken.

"She was looking for you, Mila. Now it has gone abroad," Bagas said as soon as Kamilia entered the house.

"Where are you going? Tumben neatly," asked Kamilia astonished.

"Go to Bali, would you like to come? But I'm with my boyfriend" explained Bagas.

"Since when has anyone wanted to be with you?" Kamilia mocked Bagas.

"Eeh .. pake sniffed again! Watch out!"

"Chiro hihihi." Kamilia giggled while leaving. "Aha, they were not home when I left," said Kamilia. His face suddenly brightened.