CHARM GIRL LOVE (CONGRAT)
Meet Friends Sekampung

The man with the large height posture got out of the car and walked over to us. Soon, another friend followed. Turns out he brought a friend too. They started glancing at us one by one which only a few people remained. Like a beauty pageant judge, they selected us in a strict way. Although there are no more options like that. My heart seemed to stop beating as the young man stood right in front of me. Staring at me with a look that makes my eyelashes go creepy.

I who was nervous, could only lower my face so as not to look directly at him. Honestly, for the moment I feel very groggy. Although it has been a few months here, but I have never served guests specifically in the room. This is the first time I'm going to do it.

"You, Yara right?" This voice of the man in front of me called my real name.

I looked up to look back at her face that had been vague. To make sure why he knew my name.

"No. I'm Lia," I replied nervously. I don't know who he is.

"Liara, right? Medan People?" said again. I looked up again, daring to look at her earnestly. Why does this man know my real identity.

After some time observing his face, this fellow was indeed not so foreign to me. I felt like I recognized his face. Yeah, I kind of recognized her, but I forgot where.

"Yes, you must be Liara! Why are you here?" ask again, make sure.

Mami who also watched us, came to mediate," You know, Ra?" ask Mami. I'm shaking.

"I'm Johar, Ra. His son Atin. The time you don't remember?" He introduced himself directly. Maybe I've waited too long to recognize him.

"Check, bang Johar. How is it different from what it used to be?" my words feel surprised.

Ms. Atin was my mother's employer in the village. While this Bang Johar, his son who works on the ship and has not returned for years. But, his posture and appearance had changed a lot. He used to be skinny and his skin was pure white. Now he looks fat and full. Her skin is also slightly black and her hair is slightly longer. Moreover, now he brewokan like never shaving. That's what makes it hard to recognize him.

"Become roommates, to!" said Mami. "It's better to go inside first, let's have a good conversation. You can all drink to relax," said Mami again suggested.

"By.can. All reunian. I haven't met in a long time either. Kangen is also the same village." Bang Johar looked enthusiastic.

But I myself feel wrong. How could I meet this person in a place like this. Far away from the village wander up to here, crossing the island anyway. Uh, I don't know how to get a guest from one village as well. What if she tells the villagers that my current job is as a comfort woman.

I just followed him to get inside. Anyway, I have to be professional. He is our guest, and that guest is the King. I must serve and follow all her wishes. Moreover, he would pay here. We also met at the same place.

"Have you worked here for a long time?" ask after we enter the room I chose. Mami offered him a drink outside first. But said Bang Johar, outside too noisy. It's better to talk in the room. Let it be more relaxed.

"It's only been a few months, Bang," I replied nervously.

"Why work in a place like this?" ask again. 

"I had to, Bang! Because of desperate economic needs in the village," I replied lying. In fact, I myself insist on coming to this place. At first, I didn't know what job I was going to do.

"Maha." He laughed loudly at my reason. "That's just a classic excuse. All women are the same, all hypocrites. Anything is related to economic needs. Since when does the woman feel enough about her needs?"

I just kept quiet and didn't answer her words. I don't know what to say anymore.

He pulled something out of the backpack he was wearing. Like an object that looks like a clear bottle and a pipe. His hands were also very painstaking in using the tool. I really don't know what he wants to do now.

Before long, the hape rings. Quickly he lifted the flat object.

"Just go upstairs" he said answering questions from people who contacted him. "What room is this?" askinya.

"Number five, Bang!"

"Can they join us?" askinya.

"How can you?" my question is not to understand.

"Yes, join us here. Let's rame, let's exclaim," he said casually.

"You mean, brother's friend is playing here too?" I still don't understand, pointing at this room.

"Yes, why? How do you not understand? Has he been working here for a long time?" He looked confused looking seriously at me.

"It's been a while. But this was playing in the room. Usually just nemenin guests below," I said as it is.

"Oh, you're still a newbie! Never been to a party." I'm shaking.

He's mangosteen. "Yes it's okay. Let's get to know," he said relaxed and continued his activities again. Liven the fire to the bottle.

I just watched the activity he was doing. Is this what is called the **** party. What are often done by the artists in luxury hotel rooms when in grebek by the Police?

Before long, Dewi and friend bang Johar entered the same room with us. The goddess smiled at me who might look like a bloon. They also brought a few bottles of alcoholic beverages.

The goddess poured the drink into a glass and thrust it at me. "Drink first Li, let's not tense times," he said as if being teased.

I took the drink and drank it a little. I've been drinking a lot of time downstairs and probably got drunk. But, the sense was instantly gone when the Johar bang came.

"Maclum, Mas. He's still a new kid here! Still not experienced" said Dewi to the two of them.

"It's okay. They will also get used to it for a long time. The more hours you fly, the more experienced you are. Oh, yes, once that person from the field as well, now where is it? How do you not look?"

"Oh, Amel. He's now rising through the ranks at the hotel, Mas. He is now his mistress the big boss to lobby important guests" said Dewi explained.

"Well, big dong rates?"

"Yes, obviously, the wong that all conglomerates serve!" 

"But the service was good, satisfying."

"Any time," said Dewi like not accept. 

"Different, he is very satisfying," said friends bang Johar defended.

"What's the difference, anyway?" The goddess looked increasingly upset.

"He was sad again, very exciting. He serves can shed tears, that is." Bang Johar's friend seemed to get more enthusiastic explaining without thinking a little about the feelings of the Goddess who looked increasingly upset.

"Alah, most also crocodile tears," he said cynically.

I just knew, that even jobs like this are still envious, spiteful and want to drop each other.

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