Love for Aira
Crying behind a smile

Aira came down from the taxi and then stepped foot into a small rented house that had been sheltering her and protecting her from the hot sun and the torrent of rain.

The girl sighed violently, again she heard the talk of some neighbors who did not like it.

"Look at her, beautiful but dear, her behavior looks like a bitch." Whisper a mother to some of her friends.

"What do you mean jeng."

"That's Aira, it's kind of like p***r, my son saw him at a nightclub serving a guest there. Beware of evil, take care of her husband and children, not to be tempted by the bitch." He said again with a cynical look fixed on Aira.

"What time is jeng ?" Ask the other mother with a face of disbelief.

"Ih jeng Siska does not believe it, where is there a good girl who works at the entertainment venue so that it is not so p***r ? Try to think."

The other mother looked mangosteen mangosteen justifying the words of the owner of the house earlier. While Aira could only clutch at the end of her shirt to hear the painful gossip. But again the girl can only resign while throwing a sweet smile at a group of mothers who look like they are being held.

"Sore ma'am, excuse me for passing by."

"Eh.i-iya son." Answer the mother named Siska earlier while giving an awkward smile.

While the owner of the house just looked disgusted at him.

"Cih you bitch, quickly get out of my sight. I'm disgusted to see that face of yours."

Aira did not want to take a headache, the girl then continued her steps that had stopped earlier. He considers the wind and the condemnation and humiliation of the residents here, because almost every day the girl always gets cynical scorn from the residents there.

The girl opened her narrow-looking rented door. It was very different from the room that was in the house of Sean, her husband.

Aira sighed softly and then spread her body in a small mattress, only fit for her. Both of his eyes looked at the sky of the room sky with chaotic thoughts. He remembered everything that the mother said about him.

Aira again sighed that felt tight, her tears were held back from earlier now flowed rapidly without anyone to hold her.Imagine the insults and the mouth poisons of neighbors that make her look even weaker.

The girl was not unable to reply to their words, but she only realized that what they said was the truth. He is just a p****cheap guy who every night peddles his body to a striped-nose guy for a bite of rice and also for the sake of his living needs and tuition fees.

The girl got up and took a picture on the table near her bed. His tears rolled back staring at the photo of a smiling husband and wife with a toddler in the woman's lap.

Ma, pa, Aira is tired of living like this. Why did you leave Aira. If only you were right now beside me, Aira would have never experienced such a painful life. I don't think Aira can anymore, ma, pa.

The ringing of her phone rang loudly spread the girl's daydream. Slide the green screen and then stick it in her ear.

"Yes Cel."

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"All right, I'm ready first. I just got back from college Cel."

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"No I'm fine, you don't worry. Tell him to wait for me, I'll be there in an hour."

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"Ok, bye."

Tutt

The girl then went to the bathroom to get clean, then prepared to go to work. Marcel, the owner of the Club and his best friend, said that there is currently a client who is asking him to serve him.

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"Hi Cel."

"Ra you've come ?"

his personal. Even Marcell knew clearly if the girl in front of him had been married in just a very short time.

"Marcell."

The man gasped consciously as a loud call accompanied by a clap landed on his shoulder. Staring at the face of the girl in front of him with a sad look.

"Don't look at me like that Cell, I don't need the mercy of others, you're no exception." Ketus Aira with a distorted view to several corners of the room. "Say where's my customer ?"

Marcell sighed for a moment then gave a piece of paper that read a number that Aira knew for sure it was the room number. Aira quickly pulled the paper out of Marcell's hand.

"Tell me who he is." Ask the man in front of him. Aira although working as a lustful guy with a striped nose, but the girl does not just choose guests. He always avoids a guest who already belongs to a married woman. The reason was because he did not want to hurt the wife of his guest.

"Keep she's single, she's the big boss of a property company in the country. His name is Alvian, he's so curious about you that he's reportedly a prima donna but so choose to choose his customers. You know he'd even pay the price for that curiosity."

Aira smiled wryly, the diclub belonging to Marcell the girl did indeed bear as a prima donna. Her very beautiful face and her magnificent body are indeed worthy of that title.

"OK.I'll be there soon."

"Ra are you sure ? I mean you look really tired. It seems like your activities are very busy today, right ?"

"I'm fine, Cell, I have to raise a lot of money, I want to make up for our house." Say it with your head down.

"Go." Marcell's orders were already unable to see the pain in the girl's eyes.

The girl then stepped slowly towards the room at the top. Marcell's club does provide several rooms for its guests who want more service like Aira did.

Aira had arrived before the door of a room on the upper floor. Knocking on the door slowly and then entering after hearing a cry from within telling him to enter.

"Good night, sir ?" His greeting to the figure who was behind him with both hands went into his pants pocket.

The man turned his head then smiled faintly, Aira was slightly stunned to see his face. One word flashed through his head about the figure of the man who was currently walking towards him. Handsomest.

The man was still smiling looking at the pretty face of Aira who was currently looking at him with a face full of admiration. The girl did not realize that she was currently standing right in front of him, even their distance was so close.

Alvian stared in admiration at the face of the girl who was still dumbfounded. Closer his lips in Aira's ear, whispering softly while peeping his earlobes.

"You're so pretty. Look at your drool dripping pretty."

Aira regained her senses and coughed as she choked with her own saliva. Makes the man chuckle.

"You're so funny, only this time I met the girl as cute as you."

Aira smiled sweetly, a smile capable of hypnotizing the man. His steps got closer and then pulled the girl's waist with a breath that was already heard hunting.

"Can we start now beautiful ?" He shouted with a voice that had turned hoarse.

Aira smiled again and gently rubbed the chest of the man's field. Sensual pecking of the chest that was still wrapped in the black shirt.

"Bring first, sir."

The man scrunched his forehead then looked at the astonished face of Aira. Knowing that the man looked confused, the girl resumed her unfinished speech.

"I just want to make you look fresh and fresh. Let me help you clean up. Looks like a little massage can make your body look relaxed." Say it again with gentleness.

The man showed a happy smile, although he was astonished. This time, he received another service than usual. Usually the entertainers immediately pounced on him shortly after he took him into the room. But this girl did something else before the two of them headed for the core of this meeting.

Alvian became curious about the figure of the girl in front of him. Her footsteps followed Aira who had led her hands to the bathroom. The tip of the man's lips slightly raised upwards which is getting wider and wider to create a beautiful arch there.

What an interesting girl. Mumbled slowly.

TB