Scavenging Success
[S1] Heir and Night Butterflies
Fragment 27: Paid Expensive
Laela came out of the bathroom clad in a satin black kimono with a gold embroidered accent.
After brewing coffee, Laela finds Kai relaxing on the fifth-floor balcony.
"Kai's coffee?" Laela raised her coffee glass.
"Sit La," Kai replied as he lifted the bottle.
After a moment of silence. Kai finally opened the conversation.
"La..."
"Hmm?"
"I plan to practice martial arts intensively for 40 days in the mountains."
"Are you asking me not to call you for the next 40 days?"
"Rather. I want to hire you to accompany me while I practice."
"Hold me?"
If it was to accompany Kai, Laela was actually willing if not paid. But as a professional escort, Laela will not refuse if Kai intends to pay his services.
"Yes. It's 300 thousand Haipur. Accept it!"
Laela gasps. If added with 200 thousand given Kai before. Then it could be said Kai had paid him 500 thousand Haipur. This is huge when compared to Laela's rate of only 5,000 Haipur per night.
"This is only DP. 2.5 million more will be paid later," promised Kai.
Laela was again stunned. 3 million Haipur for a one-month rental.
'What is this Kai?' ask Laela in the heart.
"A... I'm willing..." Laela stuttered in happiness.
"Good," Kai replied as he fixed his sitting position. He came back to enjoy the cigars and the spirits.
As she is about to leave for a long time, Laela must inform her daughter first.
Foetish... Foetish... Foetish...
Crack.
"Hello De?"
"Halohs... Iyeah... Ah... Mah... Gaw... There was... What the hell..." Laela immediately also wanted to slam her cellphone when she heard her only daughter answer while accompanied by the sound of a skin collision.
'Damn it!' Laela hung up on me.
No matter how bad a mother is, they will still be sad if the child she loves is a maniac.
But how else...
Laela has set a bad example for the child since she was born into the world. So inevitably Laela must support the disorder of her child so that the child does not run away leaving her.
...— Connect —...
Fragment 28: The Archangel
16 Years ago I was not an escort. I am a late semester student who is quite accomplished.
Unfortunately...
Behind my high-achieving self, I am not wise enough to make decisions in life. Which ended up putting me in pretty big trouble.
...— x —...
That day at the faculty cafeteria I was working with my girlfriend. Name's Grand. He's 10 years older than me. He was one of my teachers at the college. We were dating for a semester.
Agung does look nerdy and also not beautiful. But the loyal Agung has been chasing my attention since the first semester is the one who has always been sincere in helping me. Especially for college.
...— x —...
"Why La...? Kayak very mummy," guess Great.
"More... If you hadn't helped me with lobbying at the beginning of last semester. I'm not going to go to college here anymore."
"What the hell is La..." Great to be indifferent to me.
"Really Gung... I'm grateful to you for that, "Great didn't answer.
Agung put his tablespoon. He knew that what I was about to say was a very serious matter.
"You know that I, who was born poor and worked odd jobs, could not have been enough for my daily life. Especially if it must be coupled with various workloads that do not make sense," Agung quietly listened.
"So in order to meet daily needs and pay for college. I decided to routinely owe to the cooperative."
"Don't you mean the cooperative?"
"Yes Gung... They are loan sharks."
"I remember I only had a debt of 100 grand. As for when flowers are added, my debt is at least 110 thousand. But because I could never pay the full installments. They say that my debt is now 300 thousand Haipur."
Agung shook his head in disbelief at my carelessness in making a decision.
"That's a problem... They are now threatening me to sell me to the slave market if I don't get to pay my regular installments."
"How many installments did they ask for?"
"25 thousand per month. They want me to pay off my debt in 13 months."
"Akhs... Laela..." Agung slightly kicked the table. He has lost his appetite.
"When is the deadline they ask for?"
"About twenty days."
Agung stood up and walked back and forth quickly. He looked down at his face as he was thinking hard.
"I'm afraid of Gung." I whispered to Agung.
The slave trade is legal in this world. And when someone has become a slave. Then all his life he won't rise. Not only him, even his status as a slave would also be passed down to their grandchildren.
"More... If I suddenly disappear. That means.." I resigned to my fate.
"Enough La! We'll find the damn solution!"
"Goung..."
"Send me. Now we should eat first... It is not good if you become sick because of lack of food," Agung who has returned to sit in his chair trying to win me.
"Ma... Thanks Gung..."
"Eat. Eat," said Agung in a joking tone.
I may not be a rich man. But I hope that my fate can change if I can finish my studies well. And if I had been a slave. Then all my dreams will be gone forever.
Fortunately I had the wise Supreme and was always ready to help me.
...— x —...
A few days later, Agung and I were seen hanging out on the sofa naked. My body goes up and down regularly. Letting that big missile rip through my mating burrow. A normal routine activity for lovers to do.
We are now competing for pleasure in the luxurious living room of Agung.
Agung lives alone in Jakarta. In addition to being a lecturer, Agung actually does not work anything anymore. An unbelievable fact when we look at how Agung lives in luxury and comfort.
Inheritance. That's what the Great said when I questioned it.
...— x —...
After making love and hanging clothes accordingly, we also sat down while adjusting the breath that was still wheezing.
"La. I found a job that suits you. The pay is 25 thousand per month. Just to pay your debt. So if you want, in the future let me meet your daily needs. You are focused enough to pay the debt," Agung said after snapping a can of beer on the table.
"really?" I said I don't believe.
"But this job is gonna be hard enough for you to do?"
"I'm ready Gung! As hard as I can do as long as my debt can be paid off."
"alright. I have already written your data in this app. You just sign on this," said Agung while handing over his tablet containing a digital work contract.
I immediately affixed my signature along with a million gratitude.
My belief in Agung was not wrong. Fortunately, just a few days ago I ventured to pour everything into Agung.
How lucky I am to be able to have such a solutive man as Agung.
...— Connect —...