Capítulo 40: A Day To Face
The man turned back to the merchant.
"Why did you take so long, huh?" said the merchant.
"I'm sorry, sir," said the man. "But, I tried to lower the bid on the woman."
"Ooh, you son-of...!"
"Forgive me," the man lowered his head. "But, she is willing, sir. And now she's going to clean herself."
"How much did you offer her?"
"Ermm… fifteen silver coins, sir."
"And you're expecting me to give you the remaining five silver coins?"
The man nodded with a hopeful face in anxiety.
"Ooh, you Sudras," the merchant smirked. "Always looking for an advantage behind everything."
"I apologize, Juragan."
"Never mind," said the merchant. "I will only give you two additional silver coins. You accept it or not, I don't care at all."
"Thank you, Juragan," the man smiled broadly.
One silver coin, equivalent to one hundred copper coins. The sum of the two silver coins was enough for the man to support his wife and children for a month. Of course, by not buying luxury items.
Not long after, the woman was seen again, she was crossing the small river. There is a bridge made of bamboo sticks that crosses the two sides of the river.
Once the woman was near the man, the merchant smiled broadly. That's right, the woman looked quite beautiful and was still as young as 25 years old, he thought.
"What's your name?" asked the merchant.
"I'm Melati, Juragan."
What a name, he thought. "Come on up!"
The man helped open the carriage door and helped Melati to get on and enter the carriage. And after that, he closed the door again, and returned to his seat, beside the coachman.
"Leave!" the merchant ordered.
The coachman jerked the reins of his horses. The horses neighed before finally stepping on their feet.
As soon as the horse-drawn carriage in front moved forward, the cart in the second row followed the one in front, as did the cart pulled by the two bulls in the back row.
Meanwhile, the merchant smiled broadly as he hugged Melati. One hand stroked her forehead and the other hand stroked her buttocks.
"Have you had breakfast?" asked the merchant.
"Not yet, Juragan," said Melati. "I haven't had breakfast at all."
"Why don't you have breakfast first?"
Of course, the question was just small talk from the merchant because he knew for sure that poor people like that woman would always find it difficult to get food. Let's not talk about breakfast, if they only get one meal a day they are lucky enough.
"Well... you must know," said Melati pampered in the arms of the merchant. "We don't have enough money to buy food supplies, Juragan."
"Is that so?" the merchant chuckled as he stroked the woman's chin. "Now, you take the green package in the box. That's one!"
Melati glanced at the side of the carriage that was shown by the merchant.
In front of them, there was a long wooden chest that was divided into two parts. Each had a flat cover, and the merchant pointed to the chest on the left, right in front of him.
When Melati was about to step closer to the box, the merchant gently pulled her hand, then whispered something to Melati.
"And don't forget, crawl!"
Melati smiled, without any hesitation at all, the woman bent down, then crawled towards the box. Thus, Melati was seen tilting her buttocks towards the merchant.
The merchant chuckled while rubbing his chin, and his other hand rubbed his groin area.
When Melati opened the lid of the chest on the left side, the merchant also removed the cloth covering her buttocks. The merchant squeezed the ass with excitement and his face turned red.
There was no other layer behind the long cloth that the merchant was revealing on Melati's body. So, the merchant can be freer to play with the woman's buttocks and groin area.
Melati smiled, then moaned softly, she bit her lips.
Without waiting for Melati to get the green package neatly arranged in the chest, the merchant had taken off his pants. And then, he knelt in front of the woman's buttocks with his fully erect genital.
"After you served me once," said the merchant while stroking Melati's buttocks. "You can eat your breakfast."
And the next second, Melati let out a long groan with a red face as the merchant's manhood penetrated her womanhood.
The two men sitting at the front, outside the carriage itself, looked at each other. They both grinned, hearing moans and squeaks from inside the carriage.
Of course, they know enough about all of that. There was nothing they could do unless they had a lot of money or power, perhaps they would have the same pleasure treatment.
***
Humans are never free from bad qualities even though they are among the good. Or even, others are in a bad condition, in this case, their place of residence, environment, and life itself.
That is what happened to Munra's family. While they were still grieving over what had happened to the head of their family, another disaster came.
No one knows for sure who informed the aristocrats of Munra's loss of the female buffalo in Irisana, and suddenly the eldest son of the aristocrats was in front of Munra's hut with a dozen of his bodyguards.
And it was clear enough that the snitch would have no way of showing him-or-herself in the crowd in front of Munra's hut.
Basically, humans are only concerned with their own interests rather than having to struggle to defend or precede the interests of other humans.
Munra and Marni wept bitterly and even prostrated themselves in front of the noble's son while Aryan was held by a neighbor.
The neighbor deliberately covered Aryan's mouth even though the seven-year-old boy was still struggling and screaming.
What the neighbor did to Aryan was to save the boy's life. That's why he pulled Aryan away from where Munra and Marni were.
And the others who saw the arrival of a nobleman in front of Munra's hut, couldn't do anything. They were just silent as they bowed their heads, occasionally glancing at the dozen or so luxuriously dressed bodyguards.
"We beg you, Adhigana," said Marni with tears streaming down her face. "Forgive our mistakes. Look at my husband, please…!"
Marni lifted Munra's face, showing her husband's crooked nose and broken lips.
"Look, O Adhigana," said Marni again between her tears. "For the sake of Gods and Goddess of Swargaloka, we beg your pardon, Adhigana."
TO BE CONTINUED ...
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