Genius Son My name is Aji
Catastrophe At Night Club

One night Cilla just got home from work.

"PLEASE...! Mothers... Mom... !"

Cilla kept shouting and calling her mother, but it seemed like her mother was not home. I don't know where he is, but usually go out if Cilla has reached home.

"God! Why Dad?"

Suddenly his mother came and narrowed her eyes. She saw her already helpless husband lying on the floor, while Cilla hugged her father who was not moving at all.

"Mom. Please dad. Take it to the hospital, ma'am!"

Cilla begged her mother with tears. He could not bear to see his father's current state.

"Was... Let it mampus all of you. Mom doesn't care. There is no money for the cost anyway. Do you have any?"

Dian Anita said without thinking how Cilla was feeling. She also felt no pity for her husband.

"Come on Ma...! Cilla will try to find the money, Mom. Cilla can go back to the store and borrow it from Cilla's boss."

Cilla kept begging her mother. But his mother didn't budge at all.

"Mom there are shortcuts to be able to get a lot of money. Do you want to?"

Dian Anita's mother seemed to have a covert plan with her offer. But Cilla couldn't think clearly. He just wants to make money fast for his father's life.

"What Mom. Cilla wants Mom!"

Dian Anita smiled meaningfully at her stepson's answer. Dian Anita is working on a plan to make a lot of money, in a quick and easy way.

"You should come with me tonight!" Mother answered Cilla's question who wanted to know how to get a lot of money and fast.

"Follow mother? Where's where?" Cilla asked because she did not know what she meant by her mother.

"Not much to ask. The shower there. Your father let me take care of you."

Cilla just followed. Without knowing what her angel-faced stepmother was really planning.

*****

Frenetic music with a loud voice hurt Cilla's ears. He closed his ears as soon as the entrance started. Especially now that he is in the middle of the room with a variety of models of people who are dressed all minimal and thick makeup.

Dian Anita kept pulling Cilla's hand to stay nearby. I don't know where Cilla really is. Because when he was still at home he did not answer Cilla's question, and only told him to come with him.

"Mom. Where the hell are we..." Cilla complained because of the high heels she was wearing. Surely he was uncomfortable because he was not used to wearing high heels as given by his mother earlier.

"Silent. Come with mom!" His mother answered Cilla's question with a rough snapshot.

Cilla. He did not want to be embarrassed because he was noticed by people who saw him earlier. Cilla was aware that she could not blame those who looked at her with hungry eyes, like a cat looking at a salted fish. All because the clothes worn are minimal and transparent for him. Cilla covered a vital part of her body with her own palm.

Earlier at home, Cilla was forced by her stepmother to wear clothes that had been prepared by her. Tight red shirt with a small strap on the shoulder. Wide neck with showing the slope area of the two twin hills. The back is half open and the length of the shirt is only a few inches below the buttocks.

Oh.. tormenting once in the body of Cilla who is not used to wearing such clothes. Especially with the addition of wearing high heels that are like in use by top models. Cilla certainly had difficulty walking so had to hold on to her mother's hand earlier.

His mother ordered Cilla to enter the Club's room on the third floor. The location of the room above and equipped with a soundproof layer will certainly not be disturbed by the loud music from below. Cilla breathed a little relieved because her ears did not hurt anymore.

"Sit down! Wait here. Mom there's gonna be a minute. Don't go anywhere until you get back!"

After telling Cilla to sit down, Dian Anita's mother immediately came out of the room and brought a door lock that was in the form of a card, like an ATM card. He said he had a little business and the key he brought so as not to trouble Cilla who had difficulty walking it.

Cilla was told to sit on the sofa chair in the room. This room is not much different from the Five Star hotel rooms.  Spacious and comfortable. There's a refrigerator in the corner of the room near the bathroom door. There was a small wardrobe behind Cilla's seat right now. Large bed with king size. Everything looks luxurious. Cilla wondered, what would her mother do in a place like this? This is gonna be expensive?

Not finished with the daydream, the door opened. Cilla who had not yet moved from her seat immediately stood up to welcome her mother who had come.

"Lady..."

Cilla did not continue her words, because the one who entered the room was not her mother, but someone else who was not known to Cilla at all.

He was a man who was about twenty-eight years old or could have been more. His body is strong and proportionate. Her skin looks clean even though it is not white. His face was also handsome, although it looked scary in Cilla's eyes right now.

"The...Who you?" Cilla asked with a stammer. She's scared! Be aware that something is threatening his safety.

"Well! Who I am is not important, miss. For sure I am the one who will give you the pleasure you have never felt!"

The voice of the person sounded heavy and raucous. His sharp eyes looked like an eagle ready to pounce on its prey. Cilla was trembling and frightened. Who is this guy?

"But I... I. tid. don't know you sir." Cilla said a piece. Cilla covered part of her body, which was visible from the hungry gaze of the male eyes that were in front of her at this moment.

"Haha... That's not important. For sure I bought you Dian Anita. Haha...!"

*****

Aji Gilang. Successful and untouched entrepreneurs of coaching services and financial consultants. There are so many women who just fall under it, become satisfied *****Gilang who never satisfied. But none of them could touch Gilang's heart.

Aji Gilang. A heartbroken young man at a young age, because of his lover who cheated on him with his own best friend. Even he saw clearly, seeing with his own eyes the behavior of his lover and his best friend. Because of all that, Gilang Aji no longer believes in all women. To him, women are just trash. Since then, Gilang Aji has been playing with different women every day. He also likes to order a woman who is still virgin just to take revenge on her past. But there are also women who voluntarily ask Gilang Aji to be able to sleep with him, even if only overnight.

Last night, Gilang Aji was on someone's phone, who was in charge of the Club tonight. He is offered to buy the virginity of a girl who is still inexperienced. He said the girl needed money for her father's medical expenses.

Gilang Aji just laughed at the offer. She was already used to the drama situation of poor girls, who wanted to earn a lot of money without having to work hard first. Maybe the girl in front of him right now was the same. It takes money to buy the latest mobile phone, or just want to go for a walk like artists who like to go abroad. Is not such a thing common, reported in newspapers or online news?

*****

"Don't sir... I'm not the girl I meant. L am... My son's mother Dian Anita's master."

Cilla tried to make Gilang Aji aware and left the room. Cilla could no longer think other than to tell her the truth.

"Hahaha..where does a mother sell her own child? Do I look stupid!"

Gilang laughed loosely and said with a slanted smile. He was too confident in everything he had.

Not long Gilang Aji can control Cilla, who can not rebel with a weak power compared to the power of Gilang Aji. Took something very valuable for Cilla. Everything happened and Cilla could not do anything, because even against him she was unable to.

That night at the Club night, on the first floor Dian Anita had fun because she could play gambling as much as she could. He has a lot of money, the result of selling Cilla's virginity. Stepdaughter Dian Anita.