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Chapter 5

"Akh, shit! You're a good girl." A man wriggled with satisfaction, after a thick white liquid managed to gush out from his hiding place. He closed his eyes for quite a long time, while the woman in front of the newly finished task only rubbed her dirty hands with a white towel.

The woman's face showed no expression at all. It was cold, as if what he was doing just now was nothing to him. Just a boring routine, like washing dirty dishes, that never ends every day.

"You sure you don't want to feel the same pleasure?" The man's baritone voice, with a plain body without a thread, on the bed with a flirtatious look only got a cynical glance from the woman who had just finished her task. "I don't mind if you want to be satisfied" he whispered in the woman's ear.

Not a word came out of the woman's mouth. He was used to hearing deathly appeals from such customers. However, the woman chose to continue her duties by rearranging the oil container that was used for massaging, as well as several other equipment.

However, when the man's hand mischievously tried to hold his shoulder. As fast as lightning the woman held him. "Please clean yourself up and get going!"

For a moment the woman glanced at the manhood that was still upright, even though it had just been conquered with the woman's hand. A slanted grin was engraved instantly, then his gaze turned on the face of the man who could be said to be young. "I don't intend to taste your little stuff. So, just keep your offer to other women!" he said he threw out a hand that wanted to touch him.

"Cih, you lady don't know it's lucky! You think you still have your pride here!" Irritatedly the man then grabbed the bathdrobe that was placed in its place. He walked into the locker room while continuing to curse in annoyance, at the woman who was basically famous for being cold in the place.

Shortly after finishing cleaning and fully dressed, the man then took out a wad of money and threw it at the woman who was still casually tidying up the room. "You're the same as a whore! Why pretend to be holy." He stepped out and closed the door quite hard.

In his heart he was upset. All this time, all women always bend their knees under their hoses. However, presumptuously a woman who only works as a therapy humiliates him for the first time. "Look at it later! I will definitely avenge your humiliation today, with a sigh under my body," the man's inner.

Meanwhile, the woman was still in the room picking up money with a flat face. To him, any humiliation from such a man just now was already commonplace he got. They are just men who seek satisfaction by trampling on a woman's self-esteem. No better than a dog who pees on the street and leaves without a prick.

Initially, the massage place is intended for men who have problems with sexuality and premature ejaculation. However, many are propagating, and take advantage of the moment by being willing to pay more if the therapist wants to satisfy their desires until they end up having sex.

Maybe it was done by another therapist. Not with Rebecca. The cold-faced woman picked up one by one sheet of money from her work without feeling, let alone think again to sell herself. If the offer was obtained by other colleagues. Surely they will prance and gladly serve the man.

Unfortunately, despite having a dirty job. Becca has no intention of selling the only self-esteem she has as a woman. He is honestly still traumatized by the past, especially after passing through one death and God still gives him a second chance to live in Stefany's body. But I still don't know what God is planning. However, she had sworn that after becoming a mother, she would not let others harass her so easily, as before. He just wants to work as he should and raise his son well without anything less, and will repay those who hurt him later.

Rebecca changed out of thin white clothes after her work hours ran out. Not forgetting he washed his hands and brushed his teeth until he was satisfied before he got out of the place. For him these two limbs are the dirtiest gift God has given. The place where he had to satisfy the customers and get rid of the disgust every day because of it. Initially the trauma of the past made him reluctant to accept this job. However, the demands of the cost of living as well as Becca's unwillingness to continue to be a burden for Luna made her aware. Living in trauma is not an option. He must keep looking to the future. After all for what shame, here no one knows who he is except, Luna.

Along with other colleagues Becca out of the place. "Becca, are you sure you don't want to join us?" asked a beautiful woman with sexy clothes attached to her body.

"No, you guys just go! I just want to go home." Again Becca refuses their invitation to have fun at the nightclub. Though their pay every day is not a small amount, but Becca never has the desire to waste like other colleagues. He only wanted to raise money for the future of the son, so as not to feel the roughness of life like him.

"All right then. Be careful on the road. You're boring, Ca," said another woman.

Rebecca could only smile wryly. For him to relieve fatigue enough to meet the idol at home. There is no need to waste money in the nightclub, especially just to drink alcoholic beverages that will only damage his body. He still wanted to have a long life until he could see Ace grow up well.

"You're home yet?"