CEO's Basket Satisfier
Hiding Identity

The night is getting late and nightclub visitors are actually increasing. Retha is still busy pacing back and forth to deliver customer orders. He could only sigh when the aching began to whack his body. Sometimes he wants to complain, when can enjoy a good life without worrying about financial problems. Also free from the threat of people who used to target his father.

"Susan, I'm going to the toilet for a second, yeah. You replace me between orders to table number 30," Pinta Retha.

"Your face seems a bit pale, yes. Are you sick?" Susan looked worriedly at Retha.

"No, I'm fine." Reth tried to smile. "I just need to wash my face to make it fresher" he said.

"Well, I'll take this order." Susan brought a tray filled with orders to the predetermined table.

Meanwhile, Retha immediately went into the toilet to vomit her stomach contents. He was not feeling well, but still forced himself to work. After the vomit came out, his stomach felt better.

Rethah stood in front of the mirror. Removing the butterfly-patterned mask from his face. He washed his face a few times. "Sangkat ... in an hour can go home," said Retha to encourage herself.

Finishing calming down for a moment and fixing the makeup, Retha came out of the toilet to get back to work.

"Where are you going?"

A man holds Retha when she comes out of the toilet. The man cornered her to the wall, staring at Retha with my eyes. The smell of alcohol came out of the man's body. Retha still remembered, that man who had teased her earlier.

"Sorry, Sir. I have to get back to work." Retha tries to dodge, but her hand is blocked by her.

"Is ten million enough to spend the night with you?" The man brought his face closer, making Retha a little frightened. This was the first time he had trouble dealing with a customer.

"Sorry, Sir. I'm not that kind of woman." Retha kept trying to dodge.

"With clothes like this, working in a place like this, you still want to be considered a good woman? Are you trying to sell expensive so I can raise your rates? How much are you asking? Twenty million?" Red eyes and a slurred tone meant that the man was drunk. It is harder to deal with a drunk than a conscious person.

"Deliver!"

Rethah kept trying to get away. However, the man increasingly aggressively attacked him, patting his body trying to kiss him aggressively. The resistance that Retha gave was meaningless to the man.

"Please!" shout Retha.

"Why ask for help, I just want to have fun. Haha ...."

Retha did not give up asking for help until finally someone came to pull the man from her. He is shocked to learn that the man who helped him is Bara, one of the parents of his students. He was happy and frightened to be helped by Kenzo's father. He fears his identity is exposed and fired from school.

The two men hit each other in front of Retha who was still staring. Rethah was confused as to what to do. He himself was satisfied to see the man who almost abused him being beaten up by Bara.

"Are you okay?" ask Bara.

Retha grew more anxious as Bara approached her. His heart rate grew so fast that he was afraid he would be found out. "I'm fine," he replied in an awkward tone.

"Thank God then."

"Aldo!" someone who just showed up there. The man approached the man who had just been beaten by Bara.

"So he wanted to disturb this woman" Bara said.

"I knew. He was like that when he was drunk. Please forgive my friend's behavior." The man picked up his drunk friend and took him away from there.

"Then I go first. You have to be more careful" Bara said.

"Em, wait!" Retha stopped Bara's steps. "Your lips are hurt. Let me treat you first."

Bara until not aware that his lips were broken due to the hard bumps of the drunk man

"My mouth," Pinta Retha.

Bara sat on the sofa, waiting for the woman to take the necessary medicines. At first glance, he felt familiar with the woman. He felt familiar and had known the club's servants. In fact, he also rarely comes to night clubs. If it wasn't for zack's persuasion, he probably wouldn't have left.

"Sorry, yeah. I'd like to compress the wound."

Retha attached a bag of ice cubes to the part of Bara's face that looked bruised. The corner of his lips was also injured and bleeding. He feels guilty for having implicated Bara in his problem and getting the man hurt.

Meanwhile, Bara was still glued to look at the woman in front of him. The softness of the way he treated her made her gobsmackle, as if she was getting attention that she had not felt for a long time.

The woman was still wearing her work uniform which counted very s3ksi. He could even clearly see the smoothness of his thighs as well as the bulging chest from behind the skimpy clothes. Unfortunately, the woman's face was covered with a mask so that she could not see her face.

'Ah! Why at a time like this my mind is so messy!' inner Bara. I don't know why he was interested in women. Usually, he is always cold to anyone who tries to get close to him. The trauma of being in a relationship with a woman he still feels.

"Sir, thank you for helping me. And sorry, because of my problem, you get hurt" said Retha while applying medicine to Bara's wound.

Bara smiled a smile. "I just happened to pass by and the man blocked my path. It's not your fault" he said.

Rethah clenched her hands. Along the seat adjacent to Bara, his heart continued to beat fast. He hoped Bara didn't recognize him.

"Sorry, yeah. Not that I would patronize or dictate to you. But, working in a place like this must be very difficult to deal with the nature of different customers. Moreover, seeing a very beautiful appearance of yourself like this. There must be a lot of guys interested in you."

Rethah lowered her head. Although Bara does not know who he is, he still feels ashamed. Indeed, it was inappropriate for a teacher to do such a job. "I have my own reasons for doing this work, sir," he said.

"I hope you can take better care of yourself and be more careful."

"Thank you for the advice." Retha also intends to stop working if the economic condition of her family has stabilized. It seemed that no one would intentionally work in such a place if not for the sake of being forced.

"The coal!" From the direction of the door, appeared a man who seemed to be a friend of Bara.

"Oh, Zack."

"I heard someone fighting downstairs. You haven't been back in a long time so I'm worried."

"I'm fine."

"Eum, I .. pamit first to continue pekeejaan." Retha cleaned up the medicine.

"Thank you" said Bara.

Rethas left the room as quickly as possible.

"Beautiful was also the waiter. I guess I can rent it, huh?" Zack noticed the figure of Retha from behind who was walking away from their room.

"Aren't you having a hard time hiring someone?" Bara looked in wonder at Zack.

"I can do with some women overnight, Bar. I'm a healthy man, unlike you," Zack said.

Bara sighed. "What about the woman who was under the table this afternoon? Isn't he your new boyfriend?"

"We're not officially made. She is an active woman." Zack smiled to himself imagining the incident earlier this afternoon.

"I hope you can be faithful if you've decided to hook up with a woman, Zack."

"Do I have to listen to the advice of people whose households have failed?"

Bara gave up advising his friend. If told, always brought the story of the failure of the household. Bara no longer knows how to advise him.