Knitting Wounds Extreme

Hiring you

The sound of music that is so loud deafening, enough to make the mood of a Maya again improved. Tonight and for the next two weeks, Maya decides she will not be receiving guests to serve, but to just sing and comfort the caress-hungry men.

The bandage wrapped around Maya's thigh, covered by the black skirt Maya was wearing. The tank top brucat is bright red, neatly wrapped over Maya's upper body, with a low cleavage to Maya's cleavage, looking perfectly prominent.

Many days ago, since Maya last met Ditya in the hospital when Jovita visited him, Maya can breathe a sigh of relief. The man complies and no longer sees Maya.

Unfortunately, after their meeting, there was a dash of longing that grew horribly in Maya's heart. Not knowing how big, but Maya still brushed it off and put her ego forward more. No, Maya can't miss Aditya Darmadji.

Since the wound nine years ago, Maya forbids various memories of Aditya for her. Maya can't let her guard down. Maya also can't let love nine years ago, grow and reappear on the surface.

Enough Maya weeps over her miserable fate. If there was any other job other than being an entertainer in a night club', Maya would not be willing to plunge in this cursed place.

The music was loud enough, Maya missed him. The aroma of alcohol, the aroma of cigarettes and also the aroma of perfume mixed with sweat, making Maya nauseous. But whatever the power, this is the only thing that is able to divert the complexity of Maya's mind about her past.

"Sari Donna, you're called mami in her room. Come on, I think there's a guest who wants to be accompanied by you singing," said one of Maya's friends, Leny's name.

"alright. I'll be there soon. Thank you, Len," Maya replied with a happy smile. Well, here's Maya's first customer after a few days off.

"Yes, equally," said Leny in a soft, luscious voice.

Maya takes a break to Shela beside her, and immediately steps towards Jovita's room. Surely this is enough to make Maya carefree again. Moreover, he needed to return to a village where his son and mother were.

Maya's longing for a pair of clear eyes that are so similar to Aditya Darmadji's, seems unstoppable. Once a few months Maya would go home, ration money and buy some necessities for her son. So did the mother who nurtured Maya's son, must have hung her life on Maya.

"Hi, Don .. You look lovely tonight. Your leg, it doesn't hurt anymore?" Ask a man who is looking at Donna. The man works as a cleaning service at this night club.

"Little, Tom. I guess it doesn't matter if it's just serving guests to sing" Maya replied excitedly.

"alright. Success, yes. I want to continue working first" said Tommy who then saw Maya pass from there.

Upon arrival in Jovita's room, Maya knocks on the door, and opens it slowly. It seems that Jovita is currently alone. Maya's forehead wrinkled with a question that began to circulate in her brain.

"Mam, Leny told me that there's a guest for me right now, right?" ask Maya while sitting on the bench next to Jovita's indoor mini showcase.

"Yes. My son Nevan took care of it" replied Jovita, "I don't know what his name is, but it's all handled by Nevan" Jovita added.

Nevan, the man is an adopted son, as well as Jovita's confidant. The man Jovita picked up from the street when police came close to arresting him sixteen years ago.

"Alright," Maya said later, "but I've said that I can't serve guests in bed, Mam. Does Nevan know that?"

With a carefree look in her eyes, accompanied by a smile that seemed to be able to spread cherry blossoms, Maya headed to room number eighteen.

As soon as Maya opens the door without knocking on it, a well-built man turns his back to the door where Maya entered, tilting his face at a glance, before returning to the wall. The man in the dark grey pants and blue-egg-salt shirt behaved like a more attractive wall.

In her place, Maya frowned, as if feeling uneasy at this moment. What's the matter?

"Night, Sir?" greet Maya for the first time, when greeting the man. Maya's voice was so soft that she greeted the man's ears.

The sound of music that was heard aloud, is no longer heard, because this VVIP room is equipped with soundproof facilities.

Without answering, the man turned around, with both palms hidden inside his pants pocket. Maya sculpts, when the body that once made her drunk, walking closer to her.

Maya's blood was boiling for a moment. There is a look of dislike as well as a clear anger flare so obvious.

"Sari Donna?" aditya Darmadji's lips squeaked softly, staring flatly at Maya who is still sculpting.

"Bebah, you! I warned you not to put your disgusting face in front of me, and you broke it!" the Maya sarcasm of Ditya.

Maya quickly turns around, intending to get out of there soon. But dear thousand dear. Ditya quickly blocked and hugged Maya tightly, as if she was longing for the scent of the woman's body.

Ditya's gaze blurred, along with a trail of tears that began to seep into his eyes while saying, "don't go first, Maya. If I don't come as your client, I'm sure you won't see me. Please, let's talk carefully, and resolve our unfinished problems" Ditya said.

"Don't act like a baby, Aditya!" maya with a dirty look. Never mind to come into contact with you, even if I have to look at your face, I feel disgusted! Go, Ditya. Don't make me keep my promise to kill you. Twice I asked you to stay away, but you. Enough three times I told you to leave, then I won't think long to slash your neck!" Maya exclaims with hunting breath.

The woman's eyes reddened, trying her hardest to hold back the cry that tried to break through her eyes.

"Take me off, let me go!" maya shouted out loudly, as Ditya held her back. The woman rebelled, as Aditya embraced her tightly.

"No. I've hired you till morning, Donna. Don't think you can run away from me" Ditya later said.

"Bebah, let me go. I won't touch you one bit!" scream Maya. The woman snapped at Ditya and rebelled blindly. But even so, not a single bit of Ditya intended to release him.

"Let go of me or you'll see my body after this, Ditya," Maya added in a soft, unbroken voice from Ditya's powerful embrace.

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The next part contains onions, yes. Prepare a tissue to be your reading companion.