100 Days of Loving You

Expensive pay

Author POV.

A man came to Intan in the room. Not too old, looking well established and charming.

"Continent?" her question confirmed her name.

"Yes, I'm alone."

He also looked at Intan sharply, from head to toe. Admire her beauty, and I don't know what else is on her mind.

"It's not in vain that I paid a fortune for you. You ready for tonight?"

"What else? Come here." call him that guy.

His passion seemed to be rising, He approached Intan, and Intan welcomed him well. Intan took the initiative to unbutton his clothes One by one, and he immediately grabbed Intan's body like a starving tiger. And Intan immediately compensated it well for the satisfaction of him.

"You're great, I have to give you more" he said with a gasp of breath, in the middle of the game.

"Whatever to you." replied Intan, who continued to accelerate the movement.

They change positions as comfortable as possible, and continue like that as if without getting tired.

******* for the sake of******* satisfies this room. Passion increasingly hunting, and they fought each other's movements, until they both arrived at the peak.

The fight stopped, and they broke down with breath, and a body bathed in sweat.

"I'm satisfied with you" she said, then gently stroked Intan's hair.

After the game is completely over, Intan clears himself. The man sat down and watched Intan change clothes in the room.

"Bonus for you. I'm royal, if I'm so satisfied with the service." she replied, with a cigarette between her fingers.

"My wife? Obviously, I was so royal with him. Whatever I'll give him. Just so, he never bothers me with pleasure." he replied casually.

"Happy to be your wife. Is he also free like you to play outside?"

"Whatchu mean? She's how brave."

"Yes, just like he thinks of you. He thought, you're not gonna mess with him, but he's the other guy. Ah, nevermind. That's not my right. That's your household business." replied Intan at the end of the story.

The man then left, without taking a word from his lips. Presumably, He thought about what the word Intan meant.

However, for Intan it was useless. Just a meaningless empty speech. Importantly, the task was done, and he got many tips from him.

"Lumayan... This can make additional pay for the care of the Old Man" he said, by slipping some sheets in the wallet.

Intan began to clean up her room, change the bed linen, and spray perfume on every corner. Tomorrow morning, the bedsheet was picked up by Mba Nora. A widow of a One child, who hung her life from washing bed linen in our place.

"Gga papa, I'm getting rid of dirt just as old. You say follow haram ya ngga papa. The important thing is that my child can buy milk." he replied, when it was led by Intan's friend at that time.

"Let you sin, I accept the holiness" he said again, to reinforce.

Intan even sometimes deliberately tucked money in between the bedsheets that he would give her.

Until late at night, Intan no longer received guests. Today is quite One, and it has made him tired. He began packing to go home, and approached Madam Lola to ask for her ration.

"How was your father, so look yesterday?" tanyanya, while giving a red sheet of money to Intan.

"newspaper? It's still the same as when it came. And it feels, he will never get out of that place." replied diamond pitched resignation.