Naughty December (english version)

2. Yoanna's Lowest Point

    The beeping sound of Shaila's heart detector and intravenous line for one week drained Yoanna's tears. In the chair where Yoanna had been sitting as usual since her little one was regularly cared for, it became Yoanna's stopover after work. Yoanna has tried many times to take time off, but the company doesn't agree, if Yoanna still wants to work then Yoanna has to throw her away. Yes, if necessary, Yoanna buried her goals deep.

     Yoanna's eyes circled the whole room. She caught Shaila's nanny fast asleep on the floor with a small rug, so that the soles of her feet were still on the cold floor. Yoanna got up and tried to wake a woman named Kima.

     "Eh, yes. What's wrong Miss?" suddenly Kima rubbed the side of her face which was wet with sweat.

     "You slept on the sofa there! Not here, it's cold!" Yoanna shook Kima's shoulder.

     "Ah, it's okay Miss, I'm used to it. Miss Superman is sleeping, let me look after Miss Superman." Yoanna's suggestion was of no use to Kima.

     "Already, you take care of Shaila all day. Now it's my turn, you sleep! But not here, later you can catch a cold. Later I will feel guilty." Yoanna's solution was replied to by Kima.

     While packing up the carpet, Yoanna's mind suddenly remembered something in her bag. It took a few seconds to think before Yoanna finally took action to pick up the little black business card that Yoanna was studying. Arga Mahesa. The name that immediately crossed Yoanna's mind, 'What is the Ratu purpose of giving this business card?' It didn't take long for Yoanna to remember the name of her best friend, who is none other than the model Yoanna works for. Yoanna pulled the cell phone into her pocket and tried to dial Ratu's number.

     Waiting five seconds, Ratu's made a mischievous voice and Yoanna was slightly amused.

     "How? You want it, right?" from across Ratu repeated the words a few hours ago at Yoanna's work.

     "What the hell? I just saw the business card you gave me," the black card Yoanna played. "Er... By the way, who is this? A new model? What's your new boyfriend? So later I'll make excuses with your husband if he's my friend?"

     "Ouch, can you think positively about me? It's not dear, Arga is... He's the boss of coal." Ratu's began to refuse Yoanna's opinion.

     "Then what does it have to do with me? Already Ratu, I'm lazy waiting for your messy imagination." Yoanna almost ended the call but Ratu's couldn't stop.

     "I just offered you a job. Yo, he's single. Em... Widower, but... He doesn't like being tied down like that with girls."

     "Ah, I'm stupid to discuss that problem, okay?" the second time Yoanna'a stopped Ratu from ending the phone call.

     "Wait a minute! He wants to try out with you. Yo, he saw you once at the cafe with me. He was waiting for you at the usual Mexican restaurant where we hung out with the boss!" the queen cleared her throat. "Seven o'clock in the evening, already prepared a dress for you at his event. Please don't be late or you will be fired!"

     "Fired? How come?" Yoanna's voice rose.

     "He's the boss's nephew!"    

     Just as the call ended, Yoanna slammed her back against the chair. Dirt! Yoanna hasn't had the chance to give a reason or even an explanation if she doesn't want to think about a man. Yoanna knows how she is now. She is a woman who already has one child. Even Shaila needed special attention and a lot of money to pay for all the facilities in the hospital.

     At that time, Yoanna saw Shaila's hand move, suddenly Yoanna put her cellphone on the nightstand to hold Shaila's hand.

     "Hi my honey," Yoanna tried hard not to cry. "How are you, Miss Superman? Mommy is here honey, don't be afraid!"

     Over and over again, Yoanna kissed the back of Shaila's hand, which was still very weak. Yoanna slowly rubbed the beads of sweat dripping down her temples, Shaila blinked as she looked around. However, his eyes still could not fully open, occasionally closed and glanced at Yoanna.

     "It's okay honey, Mother's sassy daughter. Shaila just needs to rest for a while. Do you want to sleep again?"

     Shaila's shook her head in denial, so Yoanna hesitated to come up with a good reason. The drip tube twisted in her hand as well as the low tone of heart detection made Shaila give Tanya a full gaze for Yoanna. Then instead of Shaila trying to open her mouth, Yoanna had already forbidden it by shaking her head.

     "Earlier, the doctor had told mommy that Shaila has to obey mommy and the doctor here. Then Shaila shouldn't be afraid of these tools anymore, because this can make Shaila healthy. So you don't get sick anymore, honey." Yoanna's tears almost spilled.

     "You're resting again, okay? Mami is going to tell a funny fairy tale again. Do you want it?"

Yes, Shaila's weak nod was sufficient to answer Yoanna.

     Then Yoanna tells the story of a little girl who looks for a place where the Tiger who always protects her lives. Then she began to invite her mother to join in looking for where the Tiger not slept could get together with them, until finally the little girl felt tired and sat quietly until her sleepiness came. But before the little girl closed her eyes, she hoped that when she opened her eyes she could find the strong Tiger between her seats.

     Yoanna's story ended until Shaila closed her eyes. And without blinking Yoanna shed tears, she felt devastated that she had made up a story about Tiger and the little girl who was Shaila's favorite. The story where Yoanna always remembers the figure of a man who should be there for them, a tough figure as a protector for Shaila, and warm hands and chest that can be a place to shed complaints.

Between her hatred, Yoanna hopes for something that doesn't belong. Yoanna expects Jee to hug her daughter.

[...]

     Coming back from the landscape shoot, Yoanna didn't take the time to hang out with her friends. This afternoon Shaila was declared cured and the doctor allowed her to go home, so Yoanna just wanted to take Shaila home. But before Yoanna came and opened the car door, Ratu's hand had reached Yoanna's arm.

     "How?" between Ratu eyebrows and eyes beckoned to each other.

     Yoanna adjusted the strap on her backpack. "How what?"

     "Yo, please don't disappoint me. I paid dearly to arrange your meeting. Please Yo, please!" Ratu's hand shook Yoanna's body as if to whine from her words.

     "What kind of meeting is this? Paid for by whom? Uncle? Are you crazy, do I seem to be hanging around looking for men and money all the time?" Yoanna's anger exploded.

     Yoanna was about to step up but Ratu's locked her back.

     "I beg Yo, this is my first time. Today Shaila came home, right? How much do you need? I can give you money. Really." attractiveness. It was as if the devil was offering pleasure.

     Not! Yoanna is not that kind of woman anymore. All his deeds were lost with little Shaila's presence, only a simple and better life became Yoanna's wish.

     "Sorry," Yoanna pushed Ratu's finger on her arm. "I can't! I am a mother to my daughter. I must be an example of my daughter. I'm sorry!"

     “This is for Shaila Yo, I know you don't have money for expenses? I purposely told Arga because I know you really need money. If I can help as a friend, I will definitely help you. But... You know what my salary is. A model." On the other hand Ratu's does want to help but the path seems difficult for Yoanna.

     First Yoanna glanced at her friend's face with an unexpected look, as if this bait was so tempting. On the curb, the parking area, Yoanna, still has to reject the idea.

     "Just accompanying karaoke, Yo. Nothing more, I know Arga is not a maniac... Em... Do you want it? He just wants to relieve stress." repeated Ratu's persuasion tirelessly.

     In fact, Yoanna shook her head without being able to resist the lure from Ratu. But the intention is still that Yoanna must protect her little daughter. The Queen's offer was neglected even though Yoanna's heart was tempted by a certain amount of money that was not quite small, and of course this amount could afford Yoanna and Shaila to go to Germany.

    Yoanna had not moved from there, she had changed her belief. Just accompanying a guy to a karaoke place, she doesn't think it's a crime.

     "What time do I have to be there?" Yoanna's voice sounded faintly at the same time as she was disgusted by her question.

     The side of Ratu's lip opened wide. "Really Yo? Okay, at eight in the evening Arga will pick you up."

     "Okay, I'll ask for p*****t first to make up for Shaila's medicine." Yoanna's hand is not taboo when it comes to Shaila.

    Ratu opened a women's bag then gave her a card in exchange for cash. Without any other questions, as Yoanna felt quite clear about what to do, Yoanna immediately left the nature shooting resort.

     The three hours difference between Shaila's return and Yoanna's time to get ready to meet Arga, it seems that Yoanna feels like she repeated it about six years ago. Tight dresses with floral prints that became a favorite on the body, Yoanna began to imagine getting used to the outside life and the sparkling nightlife, but it was enough to reminisce and Yoanna believed that this was the last side job before changing her life for the better.

     It's enough to spend five minutes on the terrace. Station Wagon Arga is already perched firmly between the gate and the road. A little in a hurry because Yoanna didn't want Shaila to see and then asked, she got into the car without greeting Arga. There was no time for small talk because Yoanna had to get the job done and then get paid for the damn job.

     The distance between Yoanna's house and the nightclub is actually not too far, but Arga chooses a place to linger with Yoanna. And Yoanna knew that the plan was just a benchmark.

     "Your is Yoanna, right?" Arga started to speak.

Arga's question made Yoanna's ears itch. "Then if you don't mean me, will you go home and look for Yoanna? I'd rather stay here, I don't charge much, down p*****t is gone."

     Even though Yoanna's answer sounded sarcastic, Arga didn't mind it, instead Arga rubbed Yoanna's back.

     "Sorry," Yoanna immediately pushed Arga's hand away. "This is not our deal. I'm just accompanying you to karaoke!"

     "Karaoke?" Arga began to digest Yoanna's words.

Really, Yoanna was tired of counting how many times she had been deceived by the Queen's words and still kept her ignorance about this. But Yoanna was silent as if she knew everything until Arga's car stopped at the side of the paved road in the coastal area.

     "I only saw you once. When you and Talitha were drinking coffee at my cafe," Arga's one hand started to catch Yoanna's finger.

     "You know Talitha too?"

     "Yes, we are on the same campus."

     "One campus? What major? How come I never knew?" Yoanna's eyes flickered in disbelief.

Yoanna's serious question was answered by Arga's laughter, who seemed satisfied with all of this.

     "No! I'm not in the same college, we used to work together because Talitha was a promotional model at the cafe." Arga explained and he didn't hesitate to see Yoanna's cuteness when she didn't accept her joke.

     Yoanna almost wanted to pull Arga's earlobe, but Yoanna still held it until finally Arga's hand opened the dress and rubbed Yoanna's thigh. Arga's one hand removed the seat belt, then Arga continued tracing the skin of Yoanna's hand.

     "You're beautiful." Arga whispered licking Yoanna's earlobe. "No! I'm starting to lust after you."

     Because Yoanna's simple words have affected the mind. Arga added a touch to the neck and then went down and stuck in Yoanna's panties. "I added another hour. And I want to arrive in the morning Yoanna. We can go to the hotel after your work is done honey!"

     Apparently the self-esteem that Yonna had maintained for 6 years was lost because Yoanna allowed Arga to start staring at her chest. More successfully controlling himself from the corner of Arga's mouth gave pleasure around the shape of Yoanna's curvaceous chest. Arga's tongue slid down but Yoanna immediately grabbed Arga's head.

     "I don't serve people with lust!" Yoanna refused, but Yoanna's hand was on Arga's thigh first.

There is already a price that Arga has paid and it is not a small amount. Yoanna can't refuse even though Yoanna actually wants to give the down p*****t that Arga has given. Task after task to satisfy Yoanna's men was done by touching Arga's p***s, then Yoanna pulled and managed to free Arga's property.

     With her mouth full of Arga's super form, Yoanna was lazy to see Arga's face who was kissing her neck. Yoanna just sucked and played the tip of her tongue nimbly on the tip that was challenged. Then with her hands, Yoanna demonstrated her massaging skills by twisting her wrists, stuffing her hardened body back into her mouth while Yoanna groaned with sensation. When Arga's satisfaction was too much, Yoanna sat on a chair while accompanying Arga to have fun enjoying alcohol.

     After pondering, Yoanna remembered Shaila. Yoanna's tears are illegitimate to pay for what she is doing now. Amid the sound of the waves at night, Yoanna repeatedly bit her lip. Hurtful. Yoanna had visited her lowliness as a woman.