Dusk Rainbow

Suspicious

A beautiful woman wearing a uniform welcomes the arrival of Devan who has just entered.

Devan's eyes swept across the front room. There is nothing strange, the atmosphere of the hotel is still the same as usual, many are in and out, some are even talking in the living room next to where he stands.

"Say there are clients from RPL companies who hold meetings here?" devan asked, he showed Dodi a small paper.

"Have the guests arrived?" ask Devan again.

The woman smiled and nodded. "Already, Mas. I can't deliver because there's someone on duty, Mas follow the arrows, definitely later to the destination."

Devan furrowed his brows, he began to smell an unpleasant smell as the woman uttered the word 'arrow'.

This is not a hotel, why use arrows, what kind of hotel is this? grumbled Devan in heart.

Devan leaves the woman and enters to continue his steps. Sure enough, upon arriving at the corner of the hallway, he found an arrow that pointed at the elevator. Not only that, but there were guards there.

Actually who is that client, whether he is a mafia, or maybe he is the most famous person in this city. If it is true, why the name of the company is not included in the list of the richest people.

Like a hint, Devan went up to the second floor. After exiting the elevator, Devan follows an arrow that leads to another passageway. Quiet, there were only a few employees passing by and a few visitors who entered.

The arrow was plastered clearly in front of him, and this time Devan was already furious and retracted the mark. He followed her to an elevator.

"Sir, if you have to go to the third floor, why not go directly, why go to the second floor first." Devan snapped at the guard who was at his side.

The man smiled with his hands clinging to each other, clearly he saw a streak of annoyance on Devan's face that made him not dare to argue.

"See it if told to go up the fourth floor, I'm screwing around this hotel too, making sprains." 

Devan came out of the elevator, again a familiar sight he had seen there.

Devan continued to follow the arrow until he arrived at a corner room. He saw a beautiful number attached to the door and immediately made him smile.

Guards approached him, "Please come in, Mas. The guest was waiting inside" the man said kindly.

Devan's fine fur was goosebumps, the room was far from the rest of the room and was also very luxurious and seemed expensive.

"Nobody wants to kill me inside, right?" tanta Devan is investigating. 

"No, Mas. I guarantee you will get out of here in good health" replied the man convincingly, followed by a small smile.

Who is the owner of the company, until a meeting at a place like this?

Devan can only speak in the heart.

The man opens the door for Devan, and from here the suspicion disappears instantly.

Devan entered, his eyes down the corner of the room looking luxurious, the lights were brightly lit, but he found no one there.

"Sir…." Devan turned his head, apparently the man who had not been there, he looked at the door that had been closed tightly.

Devan held the knob and tried to open it. But nil, it looks like the door of the room is in the key from the outside.

"Damn it," said Devan in his heart, he felt annoyed because he felt fooled by the man earlier.

"Open the door!" devan shouted while banging on the door.

There was no word from outside, until he listened to the sound of water gurgling from inside the bathroom.

"Hello, is anyone here?'' Devan begins to say hello, although the fear and anxiety starts to flare up, Devan remains calm and thinks positively.

Devan stared at the bathroom door. The sound of water touching and the floor was still clearly heard in his ears.

Isn't the meeting schedule at seven, why is it almost eight people are not ready?

Devan stared at the clock that was coiling in his hand.

Almost ten minutes he waited, his legs began to feel limber so Devan chose to sit on the sofa.

The bathroom door is open

The beautiful woman who was wearing a towel wrapped around her chest with a length just up to the thigh was out of there.

Devan turned his head towards the woman who was walking on his back, it seemed that the woman was indeed unaware of his presence. 

And how shocked he was when he could see the woman's face clearly from the reflection of the mirror. 

Raisya, it's Raisya, right?

In fact, the speech was held in the heart, because the tip of his tongue felt like it was a joke to talk.

Devan's chest pounded, his heart jumped to see the woman's body's weakness until a moment was able to stop time.

Ckck

Raisya closed the closet door violently, there were no clothes there other than some lingerie hanging neatly.

"Yes tonight I'm wearing that damn shirt."

Feeling still very safe, Devan slumped and sat on the floor, he could clearly see how upset Raisya was when he could not find his clothes covered.

 

"Mobile left behind in the car, wet clothes, why is my fate like this?"

Devan could only hold back a laugh, actually at this time he wanted to hug, hold, kiss and not want to let go of the woman again, but time still did not support him so he had to think hard to take the next step.

Forced Raisya to open the closet again and take a thin dress that is deep black.

Thank you God, my wife is finally back, and this time I won't let her go again. 

Devan was relieved, even though they had not been in a new relationship, at least that sweet face was already in front of his eyes.

Finally, Raisya put on the shirt and dried her hair, not forgetting that she was wearing thin powder and perfume.

"What the hell is going on here, why did mom and mom tell me to stay here?" muttered Raisya who also started to be suspicious.

Although Mama Aya said her house was being renovated, strands upon strands of that strange taste started to appear in her mind. 

Given the smooth white body with a bulge on the chest makes Devan not calm, he felt something that has expanded to make his pants tight.

When can I hug you again.

Devan's heart thrashed

Raisya stepped towards the door, making sure that it was locked.

Devan retreated, he was still not ready to pounce on the tigress. Although his patience is running low, he wants tonight to be a special night for both of them.

Raisya stopped his steps, he sniffed his nose while smelling a familiar scent to him.

Like Kak Devan's perfume?

Raisya brushed off her feelings and returned.

Maybe I just miss her, does she miss me too?

Raisya turned off the bright light and replaced it with a dim light, then went up to the bed and laid down his body. 

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