100 Days of Loving You

The Trap for Intan

Author POV.

Adhan Maghrib opened his eyes again. His eyes immediately rounded, staring at the wall clock in his room.

"Nine o'clock agreement. Why is the clock waking up?" ask him to yourself.

Intan immediately cleaned herself up, then dressed up as beautifully as possible as usual. He spent a short time watching his favorite movie on one of the webtv, because he likes a simple plot and not long-winded like soap operas on tv.

The cling! Hp is back. A notification Wa entered and Intan immediately read it.

"The money has been transferred. You stay to serve, hopefully there are tips for you today" said Madam Lola.

Gratitude, or disgust. The feeling is now not what it used to be when it was new to the world. In fact, an infinite sense of gratitude shot out from Intan's tiny lips.

With a heavy heart, Intan finally carried his bag and left with his favorite car. The car he got from collecting the Tips that the nutmeg customers gave him.

The car was parked neatly. Intan stepped slowly but surely towards the room that had been promised.

"Well, meet." he said excitedly.

He took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

The kreeekk! A man opened the door without taking himself out of his room.

"I'm Intan, Madam's protege......"

Styuuutz... The man immediately pulled Intan's arm to enter.

"Be quiet, and serve me immediately" he said in a loud tone.

Intan nodded, then placed his bag on the nightstand. The man immediately hugged Intan's body from behind, and began to peep from the neck to continue to other parts. This time, Intan felt uneasy, as if she wanted to push the man away from her body.

"Remember Intan, father's medicine must be atoned for." inwardly.

Intan's eyes were whizzing with all the aggressiveness of the man. He even bit his own lips, as the man began to pierce his possessions ferociously. He could not enjoy as he normally would, he just did the task, without being able to feel the sensation in his body.

Not yet over the game, the door on the gedor so tight. The sound of shouting was heard loudly from within, making Intan forcefully stop the game.

The man seemed to be in shock, as he began to understand the woman's voice.

"Master, who is he? Is that your wife?" tanya Intan, who started wearing her clothes back.

"Great, how does he know I'm here?" muttered.

Intan and her customers are both in a state of panic right now. Wanted to hide, but there was no gap. Until finally, the door was opened by the officer with his spare key.

A woman, with her teenage son.

The woman stepped in a huff, approaching Intan with a hateful look.

Plaque! Plaaac! Plaaac! Over and over He landed his slap on Diamond.

"******! So you, who's been bothering my husband all this time? You cheated?" said the woman.

"Sa-I'm not his mistress. I just...."

"Yesooh!" the boy landed his bogem on Intan's face blindly.

"Tomi, already!" screech the man at his son.

"Why, why yell at my son? More important to him than your own son? Don't know yourself, Mommy."

Intan could only curl up in the corner, seeing the family quarrel. He was confused as to what was going on tonight. It seems to be trapped by the situation, dirtying his name for someone who is kept secret.

" Say! What have you got from my husband as his mistress? What!" again on Intan.

"I got nothing, I worked alone for the car and all mine." replied Intan.

"Car? What effort did you say? Attempts to seduce my husband? ****** you, whore!"

Intan stood up, and looked at the woman with great emotion.

"Yes, I'm a whore! I'm not your husband's affair. In fact, we just met tonight! What do you want?"