The Essence Of The Darkness
Episode 3: Obsession of Akram

"Romantic love is an obsession. It's posseseses you. You lose your sense of self. You can't stop thinking about another human being"

The deafening sound of the music was abating, along with the door of the club that had been closed. The guests had already left the location, most of them drunk, others smiling widely, leaving their burdens behind their backs. Elana who was on her way across to return to the female toilet turned towards the very large club area. His eyes search for Sachi's whereabouts, but do not find him.

The DJ who played the deafening music had already left his post, as well as the bartender who had been serving behind the dark black long bar at the end of the room. The servants who seemed to dominate the guest seating area, were busy cleaning up the various messes left there. Rubbish has been collected and the entire area cleared to make it neat. When four in the morning, they will all leave the location and go home to each other, leaving the club until it reopens at eleven in the evening.

After a bloody incident in the male toilet, Elana went about her job quietly until her working hours were up. He was not tired of cleaning what was his duty, moving back and forth from the female toilet to the male toilet to work, he said, ignoring the distractions of drunk men who just walk away is staggering uncontrollably, and continues to focus on completing his work properly. The work of toilet cleaners although it seems trivial, but in practice quite heavy. It was all because the guests who were going back and forth continuously littered the toilet even in the first second after Elena cleaned it.

When three o'clock in the morning passed and now the club was getting ready to close, Elana was whistling to do the final cleaning. Both toilets are his responsibility will be cleaned until sparkling, until when the club tonight opens tonight, both are ready to be used immediately.

At four o'clock in the morning, when all the employees were ready to go home, Elana had finished her work. He immediately headed to the locker room and locker, changed his clothes and put his uniform in a bag. His uniform is quite dirty after work wear, Elana thought to take him home and wash it as soon as he got to his rented house. If washed as early as possible, then at night the work clothes will be dry and ready to be cleaned.

"Good work" Karel, the manager of the cleaning service department in charge of assessing his work, suddenly appeared to greet as Elana walked out through the parking lot of the club that had closed.

Elana raised her head, and immediately put on a smile, accepting the compliment with pleasure. "Thank you, sir," said Rian. Although Karel's age seemed young, perhaps still twenty years old, Elana deliberately called Karel 'sir' because the man was his superior.

Karel smiled wryly, his steps still accompanied next to Elana.

"No need to use 'sir', just call the name," he said giving permission.

"Well, sir. eh Karel," Elana replied nervously, bowing her head awkwardly.

Karel's eyes then watched the figure of Elana and realized that the first impression could indeed be deceiving. Sachi brings Elana to work as a toilet cleaner, Karel instantly feels skeptical of such a straight girl and looks weakly able to run a fairly heavy and physically draining job as a nightclub toilet cleaner.

However, it was only one night before and Karel had to lick his saliva when he saw the results of Elana's work tonight. Elana finished her job well, she was constantly working tirelessly, not busy flirting with the guests like the rest of her workers did, and after years of working as a supervisor in charge of the cleaning service at the club, it was only this time that Karel found workers who were really passionate about satisfying results.

It may have only been one night so it was too early for Karel to make a judgment decision on Elana's work. But now he feels optimistic that Elana will be completely accepted into the job after going through three days of training.

As Elana was silent as she stepped with him across the club's vast parking lot, Karel finally reopened the conversation.

"What are you going home for?"

Elana raised her head again, her big eyes looking clear and confused.

"I.. I had left here with Sachi, but when Sachi came home there was no. Maybe .. maybe I will walk to the stop and wait for the first public transportation to pass," honest answer.

Karel frowned. "Sachi may have gone home with one of his customers" Karel said in a meaningful tone, making Elana's cheeks flushed when she realized Karel's intentions. "It's four in the morning and the sky is still dark. The first public transport will be operational at five in the morning. Aren't you afraid of waiting alone at that dark stop?" sis asked.

The stop referred to by Karel is a roadside stop located not far from the front door of the club. During the day it may be quite crowded with hustle and bustle of pedestrians and street vendors who fill the sidewalk, as well as the number of cars that pass on this large, very busy street. But this morning it was certainly the opposite. The atmosphere was very quiet, only a few cars passed by and darkness still surrounded the atmosphere.

"It's okay, I'm not afraid," Elana looked at Karel with a determined look, which inexplicably knocked Karel's heart and made him smile.

"How about I take you home?" Karel showed the car keys in his hand, while his chin pointed towards the front, "My car is ahead there" he continued.

Elana's eyes widened, for a moment there was fear that was stifled there. Karel seemed like a good person and the man was the boss, but still Elana had only known him for a few hours. Allowing himself to get into a car with a stranger he just met is certainly not a wise move. Especially by dropping her off, Karel would know her home address. Well, even though her home address was full of employee data, somehow Elana felt uncomfortable letting a man who was nothing to take her home.

It seemed to be a better decision if Elana went home alone using public transportation, which is why she immediately half-bent politely towards Karel, keeping all her might so that her boss was not offended.

"Thank you for the offer, but I. I'd better go home by public transport alone, you must be exhausted as well and want to get some rest immediately, I don't want you to have to bother driving me first," after saying a stammer with a bowed posture of respect, Elana quickly ran her steps away, leaving the stunned Karel unable to give a rebuttal.

Time had already shown at seven in the morning when Elana arrived at her rickety rented room. The sun has shone so brightly, giving help to people who are busy on the move to live a busy day.

Elana slammed her exhausted body onto the bed, even too tired to change her clothes. The bag she was carrying was lying on the floor, while Elana's eyes were tightly closed.

This was his first experience staying up late and not sleeping all night, and his body was still adapting to the situation. What he felt now was pain all over his body, as if the entire nerve behind the surface of his skin was screaming for rest.

Elana tried to drown herself quickly to get into the dreamland. The time to sleep is just a little bit and he should make the most of it. Later at twelve he must prepare to undergo another shift as a supermarket guard.

Elana opened her eyes, peered at her bag lying on the floor and let out a long sigh. The uniform of the toilet cleaner was not washed yet. He should wash it as early as possible to make sure the shirt is dry before wearing it to work tonight.

With a lunglai Elana forced herself out of bed. Once again he sighed as he pulled the uniform out of his bag and stepped into the bathroom. He would wash and dry this uniform clean, then let his body rest until his next working time.

"So?" Akram raised his eyebrows, as if impatient.

"This is the data we've managed to get to date, Mr. Akram." Elios, the trust's right-hand man and his assistant, handed over the thick files to Akram's hand

Akram accepted it, then opened the files and scanned them sharply, making sure no information was left out of his eyes.

"So she just worked her first day at the place," Akram concluded while continuing to record information about the girl she met yesterday in her mind. Elana. Elana Maresha Akram believes her last name does not refer to the family name but rather the given name of the orphanage. She lived in an orphanage until she was seventeen. Unknown origin of his biological parents. And currently nineteen years old. Ten years younger than him.

Akram's eyes narrowed as he looked at the photos his men had taken while following Elana silently throughout the day. There is a photo of Elana just coming out of a rickety house indicated as her current residence, there is also a photo of Elana in charge of guarding the cashier section in a small suburban supermarket.

In one photo that shows Elana's face clearly, somehow Akram's heart immediately rippled. Her long fingers stroked the surface of Elana's face over the photo, and in an instant, she instantly felt her passion rise to the surface.

His strange obsession with suddenly appearing on the toilet cleaning girl he just met was disturbing. Moreover, Akram did not know at all what was the cause. The girl was much different from her taste all along, the beautiful upper-class experienced women with first-class body care whom she had been sleeping with just for fun.

Akram was still glued to look at the innocent face of Elana in the photo. The girl did not even need to apply makeup on her face, but her fresh look had already succeeded in making Akram fascinated.

Is it possible that the untarnished innocence of Elana that draws her like a fresh flower attracts a starving beetle wanting to sip honey?

Maybe it's like that. Akram grinned. To be sure, he had to get rid of this disturbing obsession immediately. All day her mind was filled with the desire to touch and pulverize Elana and all her imagination began to damage her concentration. He had to get the girl immediately, satisfy his lust and leave the poor girl with a fair substitute compensation before breezing with satisfaction and not being bothered anymore with the strange obsession of yelling for gratification.

Akram put the files down and smiled faintly at Elios who was still waiting for instructions.

"Night we will visit the club again. I'll take the girl tonight." break her up with a terrible threatening tone and make my feathers stand up.

"Looks like Karel is satisfied with your job," Sachi approached her as they changed shifts in the afternoon, the woman looking fresh as if she had taken a shower, but his thick makeup was unable to hide the dark circles under his eyes. "She asked about you earlier, seemed to want to make sure that you actually came tonight. I told Karel that you would definitely come, because you are a hard worker," Sachi stood beside the locker Elana, looking at Elana next to him. "You didn't give up, did you?"

Elana who was standing in front of her locker after changing her wet shirt after mopping the supermarket area smiled widely.

"I'll definitely come," a lucrative salary offer was Elana's number one boost, she wouldn't give up that easily.

Sachi laughing. "I knew I had offered the right person when I brought you to the job." Sachi's hand slapped Elana's shoulder, "Last night was a little crowded and chaotic, the visitors were very much on Sunday night, the, but I can make sure that tonight will be a little quiet. The quietest club on a Sunday night, you can relax a little tonight,"

"You didn't come to work tonight?" Elana asked quickly as soon as she heard Sachi's words.

Sachi shook his head, turning to his right and left to make sure no one was listening to their conversation.

"No. I got a big fish catch last night. A rich businessman who does not hesitate to sell his wallet to give me whatever I want," Sachi winked. "He already has a wife, but his wife is busy spending time shopping abroad, so now he is looking for affection from me," Sachi's voice humbled as he whispered again, "He's booked me back tonight. Who knows, being satisfied with my service, she will make me her mistress, if that happens, I will no longer have to work in this place. Take it easy Elana, if I succeed later, I will not forget you," Sachi smiled widely, saying, lightly pat Elana on the shoulder a few times before then stepping away towards the front area of the supermarket to carry out his duties behind the cash register.

Elana was still stunned to hear all Sachi's words earlier. His head turned, staring at Sachi who was currently serving supermarket customers with his typical friendly smile. Sachi is indeed very beautiful, her body is nice, tall with her hips curved like a classic violin, but Elana still does not expect that Sachi is utilizing her body in ways that may be contrary to Elana's conscience.

Is that what success looks like Sachi? Being a mistress of rich men so that they can live luxuriously?

Elana let out a long sigh, she knew that she had no right to judge the decisions of others in their lives.

Who knew they were doing it for a reason they didn't tell anyone else?

Elana glanced at the clock on the wall. It's time to go home soon. Elana had to go home first to change her uniform before leaving for the club tonight. He had to leave early because tonight there was no Sachi to deliver him so he had to rely on public transportation as usual.