Dancing Girl & Mr. Amnesia

11. Expelled

Ojan enjoys the smell and freshness of your body. Suddenly the girl who was on top of his body rose to escape from his embrace.

Ojan wanted to hold back, but Youh let go with all his might. "Ojan wants it again, it made Ojan fly up the clouds."

You tidied up her pretty messy self with her still wet hair. He did not have a hairdryer, allowing the hair to dry naturally.

In Ojan's eyes, you are like an angel who is in a comic or anime that he has ever watched. However, he did not know when to read such a comic. It was just that he felt sure, had ever watched something like that.

"You don't go there again, do you?"

"What are you talking about?" You comb the hair that is still wet.

"Let Ojan make money for you. Today, Ojan has earned a lot of money. So, from today you don't have to work there anymore huh?"

"But—" You didn't say he was in debt. Moreover, the debt was for his self-medication some time ago.

"The money you gave me didn't meet my needs. That's enough money for a few days' living expenses. Not to mention the cost of electricity, water, and other needs. Hah, actually I want to finish my college soon, it's just—"

"Andah college?" Ojan interrupted raising his eyes.

"Yesterday anyway." Then you looked at Ojan narrowing his eyes. "Do you know what college is? You're pretending to be amnesiac, aren't you?"

"So someone had a car to talk to Ojan. He said he was in college. Then Ojan was about college."

"What kind of girl is a guy?" You fold both hands with a probing face.

"Girl."

You jerked and raised your eyes. "Keep beautiful what's ugly?"

"He's like you, nice to see. Oh yeah, you're pretty, which means she's pretty, too."

This time, the hand that had been folded on the chest, moved to the position of being at the waist. His chin looked up at Ojan with a slight sharp look.

"Beautiful is she what I am?"

Ojan rubbed his chin shutting his eyes. "It looks like you're prettier."

The eyes that had been conical suddenly turned wide open with a gaping mouth. You pat Ojan's arm and a crisp laugh comes out of his mouth. "Ah, you can." You back chuckle.

For Ojan, the clap that You gave was quite large, so he rubbed his arms while grimacing the face.

"Ah, you take a shower first! Have you been praying Ashar yet?" ask with a lighter feeling.

"Udah before you go home. Well, if you pray diligently, you don't work in that place again yaaaa?"

You jerked and the look turned withered. "If only there were other jobs that quickly made money. Maybe I'll choose to go there."

Ojan realized he had spoken wrongly. Then shuffling your hair makes the girl lift back her face that had been bent.

"I'll be with you again. Did you forget, I'm a bodyguard?" Ojan bared back his muscles making you shut your mouth hiding a smile behind it.

"Go take a shower! I'll get everything ready."

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"You have to promise, won't make a mess like yesterday?!"

Ojan gave his thumb up and followed you into the cafe.

"Remember! You should calm down there!" Pointing to the corner of the room which is quite far from the dance stage where the sensual dancers show the action.

While in the corner of the room, Ojan noticed the men who started to arrive. Some come with high-class appearances, alongside confidants at the back. Some come with the usual appearance of being alone, some are huddling with their friends.

Ojan noticed the grin on the men's faces. He felt angry himself for not willing if you, his wife should be watched with an open appearance by such a person.

Ojan's heartbeats were getting faster, the men were getting crowded around the cafe around the stage where the dancers would perform. Ojan clenched his hands shaking his head.

He wanted to move towards the dressing room, but was intercepted by a woman wearing thick makeup.

"I heard you were told to just wait here. Therefore, do not move an inch!" mamih Lova.

Ojan sat back in the corner with his face down.

"You don't mess up anymore!" mamih Lova.

"Well" muttered Ojan, staring at the floor, which reflected the flickering light of the lights in the vast hall.

You have finished the makeup. Tonight he is aiming to earn a lot of money. Although he felt a little awkward because there was Ojan who would see his appearance.

For a moment you peeked at Ojan sitting crouching in the corner of the room. Ojan looked to glance to the left and to the right looking at the situation around, not realizing you were watching him from afar.

You breathe, then move. It was then that Ojan saw your whereabouts. Chasing you back into the locker room.

"Andah! You're! You're!" Ojan sped up the chase step into the locker room.

"Amghhh!"

"Amghhh!"

Shouts from the dancers were heard when they saw someone at the door of the locker room. You turn your head to find Ojan right behind him not paying attention to the screams that echo there.

"Why are you here? It's a girls' locker room!" You pushed Ojan roughly, out of the room.

You raise his hand to the waist. "You saw that!" You pointed to the increase of the entry ban for men.

"But, Ojan doesn't want you to be seen with those people." Ojan glanced at the men who had taken positions near the stage.

You are back breathing. He opened both his hands. "Come here!"

Ojan saw it immediately enter hugging Youah. "Tumben once Ojan is given a hug? Don't you usually want to get close to Ojan?" strap it with naive.

"Now, you go home." You muttered softly, barely audible, let alone the sound of music in the spacious room began to echo.

Ojan did not move even a little more and more tightened his embrace. "If you haven't come home yet, Ojan doesn't want to go home yet."

You push Ojan's body. "Back home!"

Ojan shook his head, hugged you back. "Ojan wants to cover up your body. No one else can see!"

You push back Ojan. This time even stronger to make Ojan oleng almost fell. "Go!"

Ojan approached Ojan and pulled your hand. "Let's go together!"

You pull Ojan's hand that grips his wrist.

"Bang Jerry!" You called one of the security teams at the place.

The person called is approaching. "Why, Ndah?"

"Take this guy out!"

"Good!" The guy named Jerry was pushing Ojan violently.

"Andaah? You guys?" ojan's face gawked in disbelief at what he had just obtained.