
Out of curiosity and as if hypnotized, Dante went to a house shown by the thick-bodied man earlier. Upon his arrival at the house, several women in open clothes welcomed his arrival and led him to enter.
A woman who was no less beautiful came to him and watched Dante from head to toe. "Guests from the Big City apparently, huh? On vacation? Dizziness? Nausea? Squeezy? Can't flutter? Or just looking for entertainment?"
The strange question asked by the beautiful woman, made Dante stunned. The man had no idea what the questions the woman had asked him.
Like having inner contact, the woman can guess that Dante does not understand the questions given by him. "What's your purpose in coming here?"
"Oh, I'm looking for Angel" replied Dante without further ado.
The woman smiled with a satisfied face. "Ah, that's stupid of me! I should be able to guess what the young masters from the Big City are looking for. Always Angel,"
"Oh, we accidentally met and I just wanted to chat with him. A man who met near the market said that if I wanted to meet Angel, then I had to come to this house" Dante said. I don't know what happened to him so much that he wanted to meet a girl named Angel.
"Hohohhoo! Pretty good reason. You can be at eight tonight. Are you willing to pay this price?" ask the beautiful woman with the thick makeup.
Dante immediately reached into his pocket and took out his snake skin purse, then he gave the woman some money.
"Okay, eight o'clock at night! Don't be late!" the woman again kissed Dante's cheek and her red lipstick was left on the parente man's cheek.
After exiting the house, Dante is confused about what to do again until eight o'clock. Aren't these women usually just going to 'work' at night? Not wanting to think about it, Dante also looked for a tavern in the village.
Before long, he found her. "Vodka," Dante told the preacher. After getting a bottle of vodka with his sloppy glass, Dante looked for a place in the corner, he did not want to blend in. Because that's not what he wants. Even after she came to her senses, she regretted why she paid so much for a woman she said was Angel. "It's so stupid!"
After downing his glass, Dante decided to return to the city. To hell with the money he had poured into the woman who was in the house of the thief.
But just now Dante was about to come out, again he collided with the figure of the girl who had made him curious. "Sorry,"
"Oh, I'm sorry. I should have apologized. I didn't see my way because I was tired" said the girl.
Dante saw a reddish tint in the corner of the girl's eyes, not to mention her tiny wrist, like there was a strap-scratch on it. Reflexively, Dante raised that hand. "Why hands?"
The girl immediately pulled her hand and hid the hand to the back of her dress. "It's none of your business. Please continue your activities,"
"I've paid you for eight o'clock and I don't like it when you get hurt like this! Follow me! We're going to the doctor!" said Dante who again caught the pretty girl's wrist.
"What is your business! You only pay me once, but that doesn't mean you're in charge of my life! Let go of my hand because I still have to work!" touch the girl again.
But Dante's energy is stronger, he drags the little girl back to the robber's house and hands the housekeeper a bundle of money. "I'll take him till night!"
"Hey, Master! Madam Sienna won't let you take Angel before her hour" said the woman, named Madam Sienna.
Along the way, Dante again condemned his stupidity. Many times, he hit the steering wheel of the car while massaging his temple. "Aarrgghhhhh! What else are you doing this time, you stupid Dante!"
Meanwhile, Angel did not dare to look at Dante. Her job as a paid woman who every day met with thousands of men's attitudes, taught Angel to be quiet in time.
Upon their arrival at the hospital in the city, Dante takes Angel to his acquaintance's place. "Please treat his wounds!"
"Hohoho, who is this, Dante?" the friend said as he prepared a box of equipment for the external wound and gently, the man began to clean the wound on Angel's face and wrist. "What happened to you, beautiful girl?"
"This time, don't ask too many questions! Just do it, Frank!" pinta Dante pleading.
Frank raised both his hands. "Okay, I hope your wife finds out that you're bringing a girl with you,"
"Fuck that damn woman! I'm getting a divorce, sooner or later, Frank!" dante said, suddenly his voice turned dry and cold.
Angel glanced at Dante from the corner of his eye. It's no surprise that the man she slept with had a wife. When he finished, Dante invited Angel to eat at his house. He does not care if his wife is there or not, instead he will be grateful if his wife sees him coming with a beautiful young girl like this Angel.
"This is your house?" ask Angel.
Dante nodded. "We will eat, after that I will demand my rights because I have paid you dearly, Young Girl!"
Angel swallowed his saliva rough. The girl looked scared of Dante. The man's face was fierce and his speech was firm, in contrast to the men in the village he had met or the other men who were both from the city as well.
However, Angel ventured to mention the rules and principles that she applied during her work. "Well then, I'll read my rules. You can do anything to me, but we don't talk and we don't kiss,"
"Kiss?" ask Dante.
Angel nodded back. "Yes. The kiss will involve feelings. You don't want to be in touch with me for more than one night, do you? So, no kisses,"
"What about talking?" ask Dante again.
"Just the same. With you talking while I serve you, how is it different from a husband and wife! We don't have any relationship and you don't expect to have a relationship with me, do you? So, those two rules you can't break!" angel again.
Dante tries to understand his new world, there is no intention of him to use Angel or whoever his name is. He just needs a friend to talk to, nothing more. "I'll buy your talk time then! I don't need your body! Give me your Madam Sienna number!"
"Did? Whahuh? How's it?" angel was surprised.
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