I HATE (Love) U
Isni's Cajolery

There are about 15 women in this room. Ten of them had already been to the 'outdoor' in turn. The result was that four of them did not return, while the other six women returned with torn clothes and faces filled with tears.

Rumor has it that the four women were sold and the returning women were the ones who had hired their bodies. Only five women remain untouched, one of them being Itta.

Perhaps, this included luck for him. Face as beautiful as Itta, but until now still untouched by anyone.

The door of the room suddenly opened. All eyes were on the door.

One more woman has returned, almost the same as the previous women. Her hair and clothes were disheveled, as well as red patches all over her body.

"Your customers are very satisfied. Maybe, tomorrow-tomorrow he will order you again or will even buy you. Nice work!" said Eric.

He clapped his hands a few times, then came the man in the suit. Apparently, it was Eric's subordinate.

His subordinate gave a plate of food to the woman.

"The food was given in return for your hard work. Thank you for being given proper food. Every time you manage to satisfy a customer well, there will be a decent meal for you" he said before leaving.

Decent food. It was something that was almost impossible for them to get. Although it tastes bland, it is still better than eating stale food.

Hela ate. It looks very voracious, even with a trembling body and unstoppable tears.

Selling the body for a plate of decent food? Hela never thought about it.

"Stop crying, jal*ng!" A woman stood in front of Hela.

"Why are you crying? You were given proper food, should be grateful! What if you had to sell your body for food? Self-esteem is no longer important! After all, having sex with an unknown man was not a bad thing either. In addition to getting decent food, we also get satisfaction from this! So why is it hypocritical?! Aren't all of us here enjoying it?!"

He said loudly and stood firm. But his eyes said something else. The water that drips is proof of everything.

"All we need to do is just enjoy the process" he continued. He wiped away the flowing tears. His voice began to shake. "No need to fight, just need to enjoy. Yes, we just need to stab—"

His voice is no longer heard. There were only sobs and shaky shoulders. The woman named Elijah could not continue it anymore. Because, basically he was not able to consider this problem trivial.

"Crying will be of no use."

Someone said relax. Name's Isni. Judging from the posture, it looks like he is still a High School boy.

Their eyes widened as they caught the cutter in the little girl's hand.

"Where did you get it?" ask Elijah.

"I got it before I was here. I've been waiting for the right time for a long time" replied Isni.

"Don't ...."

"Yeah! I'm gonna get out of this shitty room as soon as I can."

"Do you know the consequences?"

"Know."

"What crazy!" Elijah nodded in disbelief. "You'll be severely punished if caught running away!"

"I know."

"If you know, why still insist?!" Truly, Elijah did not understand the mindset of this teenage girl.

"It's better to try than not at all. My future is long, I don't want to end up like this!"

The determination in the eyes of the girl was extremely strong. But is there still hope?

"You saw him!" Elina points to Zora, a beautiful woman who Eric's subordinates gang raped on a rotating basis, for trying to escape.

"No problem." Isni answered calmly. "Isn't it better to fight even if the end is not as expected than to give up at the beginning?"

Isni's words succeeded in silencing Elijah. Although the age of Elijah was far above Isni, but the 17-year-old girl was able to think better.

"If we all work together, there'll definitely be a chance out of this fucking room." Isni said sure. His resolute eyes tried to convince all of them.

"What if there's no chance?" ask Elijah.

"Then we'll make it."

"It wasn't easy."

"I knew. But if we all work together, I'm sure we can. Aren't you willing to cooperate?"

No one answered. They just kept quiet with their own thoughts. Isni understands, they are still hesitating. The consequences are huge if their escape attempt fails. Because of this, their fears managed to take over.

"I'm .. I'm not sure we can escape." It was the voice of Killa, the first woman whose body was rented inside this room.

"Nobody knows later. I'm sure you guys don't want to be here constantly or sold to striped men."

Unfortunately, Isni's persuasion had no effect.

As hard as trying to convince, still no one agreed to his invitation. Though Isni was the youngest of them, but Isni's courage exceeded others.

"I wouldn't want my body to be played with, you guys would be the same, would you?" Lesya spoke up. He twisted his finger in doubt at the next speech. "Perhaps, what Isni said can we think first? After all, our bodies are our own, we can't give them origin to others without fighting them."

Isni's smile rose, feeling glad that someone had agreed to her words. "really. We have to fight him and get out of this place as fast as we can."

"I .. agree," said Oldia, raising one hand.

That widened his smile even more. "What about the others? Still in doubt, huh?"

"I think Isni's saying has a point too." One more person agreed to his words.

Then, those who initially doubted, now began to vent. Although not entirely sure, many justify Isni's remark about there is no harm in trying even though the results are not as expected.

The deal was reached together. They refuse to give up, they will try to fight for self-esteem and also for freedom.

Whatever happens later, whatever the consequences, they will accept it. Even worse deaths and humiliations will wait. It's okay, at least each of them has dared to try to get out of the hell of this world.

"You didn't follow their conversation?"

Itta stared at the puzzled a woman who was beside him. "You talking to me?"

Riana nodded. "Of course."

"Then the answer is no."

"Why?"

"What am I doing with that unimportant conversation? It's just a dream anyway. When I wake up, I'll be in my warm bed."

Riana's stunned. "Dreams?"

"Yes. Right now, I'm dreaming."

Confused to answer, Riana chose silence.

During this time, Itta looked the quietest in this room. Riana guessed, it was because Itta was not a weak woman who easily cried.

Now he realized that among all the women here, Itta was the most fragile. In fact, he fooled himself into thinking that this was all just a dream.