CEO's Basket Satisfier
The Thousand Doors Contract

Retha stood before the gate of a three-story building with rows of many room doors. It was a rented house owned by his friend, Tiur. A week earlier he had indeed contacted Tiur for a short ride until he got a new rented place.

Rethah no longer has the money to extend the contract. The money was used to pay for his sister's school. Even the cost of boarding the sister and repayment of her father's debt he was forced to take from the money owned by the school he held.

Rethah is not responsible. The money that the school entrusted to him was actually used for personal needs. But, he is determined to pay off as soon as possible if the money has been collected.

"Yes, it's a bit long!" a woman wearing a tanktop top and shorts appeared to be walking towards the gate. That woman is Tiur.

Gate opened. Tiur helped Retha bring her things inside and then closed the gate again. Retha parked his motorbike at the place that had been provided. There are a lot of motorbike select occupants parked there.

Along the way Retha watched the doors that were lined up. The women there appearance can be said to be quite open with minimal and tight clothes.

"My room is on the top floor. Sorry yeah, we kind of have to take a hard time getting upstairs."

"It's okay, Tiur. It should be me who should apologize for bothering you."

"Huh! Just like with anyone else. I've looked at you like my own sister."

Rethah knows who Tiur is. She is a woman who works as a prostitute. They get to know each other because they worked together in a nightclub.

Retha who is known as a friendly and kind teacher at school has a side job as waitress at a nightclub. Of course, the school does not know the side job because it is clear that it violates the work agreement that teachers in the foundation should not be involved in things or activities that can tarnish the name of the school.

Not without reason Retha took a side job. His income as a teacher is not enough to cover the entire needs of the family, let alone have a father who is a gambling hobby and drunk. Three times a week he worked in nightclubs to earn extra money.

"Well! We finally arrived." Tiur beehenti in front of the very end door on the third floor. His breathing was heard wheezing after climbing the stairs from the first floor to the third floor with a large suitcase belonging to Retha.

Reth felt the same way. It was exhausting to reach Tiur's room. But the view from up there looks beautiful. The expanse of rice that began to turn yellow in the twilight sun was so dazzling. Plus the breeze blowing more and more soothing soul filled with turmoil.

Tiur opened the door. The rented room is quite spacious which consists of a small living room, 2 rooms, 1 bathroom, and a kitchen. Tiur said, the third floor is indeed made wider like a bunk house. The cost is also more expensive.

"I've already cleared the room for you. Hopefully you'll be at home, yeah." Tiur takes Retha to the room to be occupied. Already available Mattress and closet, Retha just occupy it.

"I told you, no need to thank you. You helped me once too, now it's my turn to help you."

Tiur remembered while still working in the night club. He almost died of poisoning due to the actions of one of the customers who intend to kill Tiur on suspicion of being his girlfriend's affair. No one dared to help Tiur in a dying condition. Retha, in her innocence, takes Tiur to the hospital for help. Luckily, Tiur's life could still be saved. From then on she never forgot Retha's aikan, though she had now stopped being a servant in the nightclub.

"Retha ...," call Tiur. The highlight of the mag implies seriousness. It seems like he wants to convey something important. "You already know, don't you, what my job is?" tanyanya.

"Yes, Tiur. I-i know. I won't interfere with your personal affairs." Rethah felt that he was not a good person either. According to him, everyone has a reason to choose his life path. He himself has not been interested in following the path of Tiur. As long as it can be worked on, it will do anything else except sell itself.

"Me, and the guys here .. mostly being call women. Not infrequently we serve guests in the contract."

Retha nodded her head signalling that she understood. "You don't have to worry about me, I'll pretend not to know. Just do it as usual before I'm here."

Tiur chuckled. Actually he did not want to bring Rethah to live there. That place is not a suitable place for a person like Retha. Tiur knew Retha was a good man, working in a nightclub alone was actually forced. Unlike her who is willing to sell herself because she is used to a glamorous life and earn a lot of money in an instant way. He has tried to switch professions as SPG, but his income is far from what he usually gets by selling himself.

"If there is a strange sound at night, you should not be affected, yes. Try not to leave the room before my guest gets home. I'm afraid someone's been with you."

Retha nodded.

"I also often do live broadcasts on Big-O, My-Cat, Ba-Tok, and others ... anyway do not be surprised if you see me open the front of the camera shirt or joget-joget not clear. You know, that's my way of making money, too."

Retha grimacing. Imagining what Tiur said was horrified. He had never seen Tiur like that. Tiur limited says often live on the internet.

"Oh, yes. More importantly, if you go in and out of this area, cover as much as possible your face with a mask and hoodie. It's a bit inconvenient, at least you'll be safer. Just in case there are no ignorant men to you. Well, even though the guards at the gate have also told me that you are my sister."

"They're about pretentious to know no one's business? Because I will teach at the Kindergarten Foundation which has a pretty name. If any of the residents of this place report, I could be fired."

"You take it easy, the people here are already busy with their lives. There is no time to take care of people's lives. Moreover, we are not good people."