Love For Ambariana's

10. Pubs

Friday night, Ana stood in front of the mirror without any expression. The girl continued to watch herself on the mirror reflection. Observe the jeans only feet and Converse with white lines that begin to fade. It is obvious that the shoe has been around for a long time and has never been cared for.

To cover her slim body, Ana wore a black hoodie. His face was clean without glasses and only wore maroon-colored liptint that coated the inner lips. Her hair is beautifully curled.

The girl breezed away armed with only a wallet and a cell phone, walked down the sidewalk and stopped at a mini market. Look for a guy's perfume with pocket packaging, pay for it and immediately wear it right then and there. Ana returns with her original goal, going to a nightlife spot with a base motorcycle taxi driver who often used her services, a middle-aged lung man with a thug-like appearance but has a friendly character.

"Sir... MH."

The ojeker seemed to glare at Ana's goal. "Why are girls going there?"

"You're teaching my sister" Ana replied.

The motorcycle taxi driver then noticed the appearance of Ana who turned out to be more gentle than her boy. Inwardly thinking maybe the girl wanted to raid her brother. Not wanting to lose a customer, the man immediately agreed with Ana's wishes.

During the trip, Ana notices the chain necklace the motorcycleman wears in front of her. The girl also found a slightly visible tattoo on her lower neck, as well as a piercing scar on her right ear.

Without hesitation, the girl asked, "have you any acquaintance of the thugs sir?"

The taxi driver was surprised again. "Huh?" The view of the taxi driver stared at the reflection of Ana's face from the rearview mirror.

"Friends' introduction." Ana repeated her words.

"What's neng for?" Looking at that flat face, the carpenter was taking things more seriously.

"You want me to pay to hit my brother."

Silent. There is no answer until the taxi driver stops at his destination. As soon as Ana paid, the taxi driver spoke up.

"My friend usually hangs out in this alley with his friend, his name is Garok. If you meet him, just tell him if you know my acquaintance, Yat." The man pointed in what direction Ana should go to find her female companion.

Ana nods as soon as the taxi driver who turns out to be named Yat finishes explaining.

"I'm sorry, be careful." Reciprocity.

After Yat died, Ana rushed into the Pub. Walk around through the back door. The girl pulled out her phone to send a message to someone.

Ana continues on her way, towards the entertainment center. The sound of EDM music filled the entire room. The girl sat in the front seat of the bar table. His net swept out into all directions, watching every guest that came.

Not long after, a guy patted her on the shoulder. Ana turned her head and found that the man's hand was sticking out a small white package. Ana took the package, kept it in her hoodie pocket. "Will be transferred."

The man nodded before finally leaving.

Ana smiled, tonight she will return to action. This time the target is a mature man in his 30s who looks aloof, leaning against the wall while staring at the dance floor.

After ordering the drink, the girl took out a white pack, dissolving the odorless white powder into the ordered drink.

"When to play the drama," her inner self with a fluffy smile.

Ana arranged her steps without energy, limp as if the world was spinning in her head. Slowly, approaching the target. His body staggered so that the bodies of the two touched each other.

"It smells great" said Ana, as perfume poked her nose. The girl straightened up, staring at the target innocently. A second later, the girl grimaced. "Ha-i," she said awkwardly.

The man that Ana was targeting frowned, looking at Ana in surprise. While in the heart assess the appearance of Ana is different from others. Looks geeky and home-grown type of girl.

"Are you not that hot?" ask the man.

Ana pointed to herself, not forgetting that the girl glanced to the right and left in turn. As soon as the man nodded, Ana shook her head slowly. That answer was clearly different from his current condition. In fact, Ana's body feels sultry, her hair is wet and attached to the skin of the face.

The man grinned. "You're not good at lying."

Ana took a step back when she realized that the man in front of her had a bodyguard 1 meter beside her. Two bodyguards in black clothes and glasses who were currently pretending to be chatting, occasionally turned to look at the man. Luckily Ana has a sensitive sensitivity. The girl started to be alert and not in a hurry.

"Are you lost, little girl?" ask the man

Ana only looked up when the question came up, then smiled awkwardly while shaking her head.

"Where are your friends?" the man asked the question again.

"I don't have any friends, Om want to be my friend?" anna's answer ended with a question. The girl tried to connect the conversation.

"Omm?" The man's eyebrows almost fused when he heard the call om from Ana. A little offended as if he was that old. "Call Me Satria."

Ana beroh ria. His hands quickly blocked the thin sweat on his forehead and neck, attracting the attention of the man who turned out to be named Satria. "Panasses."

Ana's body decays, the girl crouches down in front of Satria with a drink glass in front of her. And quickly, Satria pulled back Ana's body to stand up.

Ana took a step forward, drawing closer to Satria's body like a daze. "Panass," said Ana. His hands continued to shake like fans. Then his body leaned beside Satria.

While Satria continued to stare at Ana, noticing the girl's unsettled movements. "What did you eat before?"

Ana seemed to think, recalling what food she had last eaten. "Someone gave me candy."

When he was about to drink a drink in his glass, Satria immediately pulled the glass and sipped the contents slowly. "I don't know what's gonna happen if you drink this." The man shifted his body, whispering right beside Ana's ear. "Your body is probably getting hotter, out of control."

As if not understanding Satria's words, Ana encourages the man. "I'm not drunk, I can control my own body."

Ana then grabbed the hoodie at the bottom and prepared to release it. Satria who saw Ana's behavior immediately pulled Ana's body, clutching her tightly.

"Ars, Hen!" exclaiming Satria called her bodyguard as if giving code.

The man then took Ana to the VVIP room at the entertainment venue. Getting a hug from Satria, Ana reluctantly embraced the burly body while chattering, "it feels like I want to hold Satria still."

Arriving in the room, Satria sat Ana at the bedside. The man continued to stand staring at Ana while sipping a drink in his hand until the toilet.

Ana who saw that in her heart cheered happily. And for the sake of buying time a little small drama began to play. Ana quickly removed the hoodie, putting it on the bed. "Is there no fan here? why is it so hot."

Satria chuckled at Ana's words, the man glanced up right on the ceiling above the bed, there was AC on. His gaze dropped paying attention to Ana's appearance. Jeans with a black crop top that turns out to look so tempting. Showing little of Ana's white belly.

Satria did not understand why Ana's appearance was so eye-catching. Though such clothes are nothing compared to the women on the dance floor who wear sexy dress with low cleavage and thick makeup.

Satria put a glass on the nightstand, the man then opened his suit and rolled up the sleeves of a white shirt. The man looks more sexy than before. Ana is really smart looking for a target!

His body was low, locking Ana who seemed helpless. Her hand pulled the cable tie so that Ana's hair decomposed beautifully. Satria further advanced her face, inhaling the smell of fresh peppermint flavored shampoo.

"Harum" he whispered.

Unable to support her hand, Ana's body fell onto the bed. The girl moved uneasily with a gaze locking onto Netra Satria. "I want to hug Satria" he said innocently as he extended his hands. Grabbing Satria's neck and pulling her into an embrace.

On the other hand, Satria hugged Ana's waist while submerging her face into the recess of the girl's neck. "Why is my body asking for more?" that innocent question came out from Ana's lips, making Sartia chuckle.

Ana sizzled softly, her hands down. Groping Satria's back covered in a thin cloth. "I-I don't know, why is it getting hotter?"

Ana wiped away her tears, the girl began to sob because she did not understand the wishes of her body.

"Just calm down little girl, I'll help you get rid of that heat." Satria's voice began to weaken. The man finally fainted while his hand was touching Ana's body. His face was still scratched at the girl's neck with regular breathing.

"Satria, what's wrong with you?" asked Ana when she did not feel any movement. The girl shifted Satria's body, making her lie on the bed.

"Satriaaa." Ana's hand caressed Satria's face. "His face turned out to be so handsome, too bad I couldn't feel your touch," Ana said looking sad.

The girl then took the cable tie and tied her hair back and put on the hoodie she had removed.

Ana begins to launch her action, taking the brand's exposed watch, storing it into the hoodie's pocket. The girl also took Satria's wallet, pulled an identity card and read her data.

"Satria Wibisono 27 years. It's not so old, I guess you're 30." Ana spoke for herself.

The girl then looked at Satria's peaceful face. "The rich rarely bring money, but fortunately your watch is expensive."

Not losing her mind, Ana took a photo of Satria's face in style as if she was having a selfie with her identity card. Then taking a photo of the card around him can help him do cunning.

So satisfied, Ana smiled triumphantly. The girl keeps the Identity Card back in the wallet and leaves Satria in the room alone.

"Excuse me, the phone is off in the room and your master wants to order some whiskey" Ana said as soon as the door opened.

A Satria bodyguard nodded unsuspectingly, going to order vodka.

A second later Ana closed the door, standing in front of the other guard nervously. "Anuuu, does my body smell bad?" tanyakanya.

The bodyguard noticed Ana closer, trying to inhale Ana's scent. "No scent whatsoever" he answered honestly.

"really?" the guard nodded confidently. "I'll go over to my friend then, want to ask for an ehehe perfume" The girl grimaced while enduring the embarrassment.

"I'll be right back, dadahh." Ana waved her hand then ran over small.

There was no response from Satria's bodyguards, they were fooled by Ana's innocent behavior that was so natural. While inwardly, the girl felt proud of her actions this time.

He grew relieved after he managed to get out of the night entertainment venue without passing by the bodyguard who was ordering vodka.