Ode To Latitude
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The scorching sun pierced through the glass window without curtains. The spacious room that looked luxurious looked messy. Two naked bodies wriggling on the bed, as if not satisfied awake dream. 

"Udah at 10" the hoarse voice of a man broke the silence in the room.

Airin wakes up reaching for a cell phone on her desk. Five missed calls are real on the main screen. 

"My mom's out of the shower straight out, don't forget my pay" the young man passed into the bathroom leaving Airin standing half-naked by the bedside.

"Why?" airin asked as his call was answered.

"If you have a birthday you should know yourself, give your mama more money!" airin was irritated.

After settling in anger and swearing at Airin ended the call. Let Tara feel guilty and immediately send money to her account.

"This is all?" asked the man back and forth counting the hundred thousand red sheets.

"Heh satan! as agreed yesterday one day a million. If you don't want to get here behind the money" Airin tried to snatch the money of his slim gifts fended off by the young man's rough.

"Keep thinking money transport, eat, drink, supplements same other vitamins pay for the leaves?" reply young man nyolot.

"Tau gini mending a round just immediately pull out. Just this time someone used my services for this fee" the man muttered while wearing his clothes.

The man immediately took all the money, packed up, without much talk left the apartment.

"It's all because of the jerk manager" Airin said. Prita's haughty face was reflected in his memory. Airin squeezed his hand while thinking of how to get rid of that brash mouth. A thousand times thought Airin was in an unfavorable position. 

Damnit damnit! after this his name will be famous among gigolo subscriptions because of payment problems. Prior to the statement, Airin was known as a loyal mom. Anyone who accompanies him will be spoiled with luxury goods and great pay. He also managed to silence the mouth brondong who often accompanied him so as not to leak that chest, and buttocks results of silicone injections in the salon ++ where he worked first.

Airin never imagined he would work in that abject place again. It was enough for him to serve angkot drivers, builders, and men with similar jobs who were older than him. Imagining his condition first, Airin shuddered in horror. Now she is a socialite who hangs out with the elite. A little more he will be recognized there and it is not impossible, will get exposure like other socialites.

Airin exhaled the smoke of his vanilla-flavored e-cigarette. The smell of vanilla filled his bedroom. His orange-flagged nail swiped the phone screen, checking incoming messages in his Telegram socialite group. In addition to busy discussing new items, whether objects or men, group members often share strange links that they say can make money for the sender of the link if someone signs up on the website.

 "Cih, poor socialite" said Airin.

Yes, this group is a class Z socialite group there is still a classier socialite. Limited friends, knowing each other's family and business origins. Not an OKB group, aka low-class new rich people, whose content is promotional and talks about other rich socialites from birth. If this continues, his life will not grow.

Airin clicked on the link that the group members shared, a vulgar content warning popped up on his phone. Positive internet icons are displayed on the screen. 

Basic cheap links!

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