
To the angry young man, Kania shouted,
“Dilan! What did you do to him?! He's my customer!”
Kania has known Dilan for a long time and is familiar with her to the point that she has become accustomed to just calling her name.
However, even with the same name as his nephew who had separated from him for eleven years which until now has not been forgotten, he said, there was not a single suspicion of Kania that the young man standing before her was the foster niece.
It was probably only natural since Dilan was a common name plus the place Kania was in right now was a different city where he had previously lived separated by a vast ocean, which was very large, moreover, their separation had already happened since eleven years ago.
Dilan had grown into a dashing young man, very different from her seedy self in Kania's memories.
However, if anyone knows the clumsiness of Kania who is not aware of the person who has been longing for him turned out to be right in front of his own eyes, he must have been blasphemed by netizens.
But the ungodly niece, who clearly knew her aunt's identity, was expecting love from her aunt.
It is not love as a family, but love between a man and a woman.
So the possessive man did not hesitate to be brutal once he saw Kania approached another man, even though it was actually just the professionalism of Kania as a hostess.
“Customer?! Huh, customer?!”
Kania has long not witnessed the face of the Dilan sangar covered by his chihuahuanya face that always looks clear with a cute look in front of him, but this is the real Dilan.
A possessive, violent young man.
Kania was trembling under Dilan's anger.
But then, Dilan finally realized from his anger and found that his aunt had been trembling in fear.
Dilan was still angry, but she tried to lower her voice as low as possible in order to prevent Kania from fearing further.
“There can be other Aunt customers besides me.”
“It... I'm just replacing my sick coworker, Dilan. Hiks... Hiks..”.
So scared of Kania with the appearance of Dilan's anger that her memory overlapped with their first meeting where Dilan almost took her chastity, Kania cried.
Watching the scene, Dilan was stunned.
“Not. That's not what I meant, Bi. My point is I've been booking a full aunt for two months, even I've paid in advance. Where maybe Bibi can still have a schedule to fill by other striped nose garbage.”
“Hey, you insulted me huh?! You're a brash, bastard!”
After a while, finally the striped nose man who was beaten by Dilan returned to his consciousness.
Or it can be said as a semi-conscious because the condition is still quite drunk.
Dilan does not need to make a hard effort to relieve the wrath of the striped nose.
Dilan simply showed his business card blatantly to the striped-nose man.
“This? Group Le..”
“Sst.”
Dilan immediately cut the words of the striped-nose man in the middle with his fierce look as if ready to kill.
The striped nose man immediately trembled in fear then could not say anything more.
“If you still want to keep your job tomorrow, go home now and think for yourself what punishment you deserve.”
“Good, Mr.”
The dappled nose also went away with a run of flirtatious rolling his tail on both feet.
Dilan was not the indiscriminate person he could face.
After the problem disappeared, Dilan's focus was again on Kania.
“Anu, Dilan. Can we just forget about this? I didn't know you were coming half an hour sooner either. If I knew you'd come, I wouldn't have accepted her job.”
“Auntie, is it not wrong to accept double jobs? Is that called corruption?”
“Sorry, I'm guilty.”
Dilan took a long breath.
Kania looked shudder at that.
No, Kania shuddered every movement as small as Dilan did.
Kania could not guess what the hot-blooded young man could do next.
“If apologizing is enough, then there won't be any jail time, right, Aunty?”
Hearing the word prison, Kania hurriedly lowered her head in trembling.
This time Dilan again sighed even though it was slower so that she could not be heard by the aunt.
Dilan said that with the intention of joking.
Who would have thought that the aunt would take it seriously.
“Please, Dilan. Whatever punishment I'll receive as long as I don't go to jail. If necessary I will replace your money twice as much. Origin do not jail.”
“Why is Aunty afraid of being imprisoned?”
“Gini-gini, I also have a family. I have a precious little nephew. I'm just afraid it'll be a career barrier for her if people find out that her aunt was in jail.”
Dilan was stunned for a moment as his figure suddenly became the talk of the aunt.
Unknowingly a soft laugh came out from his mouth that he also did not know the reason.
“Lantas what about Aunt's job now? Is this a halal job?”
Dilan smiled playfully in front of Kania who was afraid of being imprisoned, but was completely without sin to carry out his work as a lustful gratifier for the striped man.
“What are you saying?! That job as a hostess is not against the law, Dilan! Even our Peach Club has a license. We sell services but not our bodies!”
Dilan who considered that a hostess and a pramuria were the same from the high position where she stood, only nodded her head at the explanation of Kania which she could not understand at all.
“Alright, I did not intend to bring this to the realm of law from the beginning, Bi.”
Dilan laughed internally inwardly at her aunt's innocence.
How could he bring this matter to justice.
Did Kania think Dilan would say like, ‘I ordered this woman first, but suddenly there was another striped man who broke through my order even though I had paid’, or something like that to the judge?
Forget about morality, which is there, even the name of Dilan that will be in the newspaper the next day because it has been entangled in the case of trafficking women.
Kania also immediately expressed relief when he heard Dilan's statement.
However, that expression did not last long.
That's because Dilan once again smiled playfully while saying to Kania, “But the name of the request, there must be a change of loss right, Bi?”
Kania immediately gulped down on Dilan's statement.
Kania guessed what Dilan would ask her who had almost nothing.
If it was money, maybe Kania could still support him, but he still panicked if only Dilan would ask for more than his ability.
If so, he who becomes a hostess for the sake of making money will instead end up falling into a deeper poverty abyss where he must be forced to owe here and there.
But it was better, plus from the beginning it was Kania's fault for violating his service contract with Dilan.
But what if Dilan asked for more like his chastity?
It is still clear in his memory how in their first meeting, Kania was loved by Dilan.
He could clearly sense the smell of the young man's body, feeling himself at his humiliating point without being able to resist.
“As a replacement for Aunt who is canceled tonight, I want to date with Aunt tomorrow for a full day, mumpung tomorrow is Sunday.”
Against Dilan's playful smile, Kania only gaped.
But the woman breathed a sigh of relief.