My Heart's Hemisphere
Revision Stage: Episode 01
...My Heart's Bound ...
...Hay..hay this author wants to say the story (My Heart Part) author wants to be revised again, and many of the suggestions of a good reader for the author add spirit. ...
...Happy Reading ...
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Late in the evening, Cessa's life is the subject of ridicule by neighbors, relatives and half of her friends.
Because they knew Cessa was a night butterfly, every night Cessa had to leave for work - her and during the day she went to college.
Although the work is not halal but inevitably Cessa has to do the work, because the pay is large of course for the sake of the economy.
Although in the stamp butterfly night that incidentally - his PSK (SEK*UAL WORKER), but not all butterflies bad night. indeed in the view of the public butterfly that night did maksiat zina etc.
What is the purpose and why do you want to be a night butterfly, what is forced. Cessa was forced to work in a club.
Indeed the money is illegal but what can be done, in I was ostracized from the village, not many friends are far away that's how the days of Cessa through it was bitter.
But at Cessa's college there no one knows that she's a night butterfly. Safe for Cessa the burden of her heartache is reduced, despite working at the club but Cessa does not serve her striped life in bed.
But just accept the services of people.., examples of accompanying customers for sightseeing, weddings for temporary couples etc smell positive.
Arriving at work Cessa wore clothes that are minimal material, tight dress that shows the curves of the body. Short sleeves until her cleavage is visible and a short skirt next to half the thigh.
Hour after hour the club's customers arrive one by one. The more that came Cessa was just sitting sweet and drinking non-alcoholic beverages.
"Of Bram don't get busy with your work, sometimes you enjoy this party.., if you don't like your wife you can find a woman to serve juniornu "laughter Jhon embraces Bram's shoulder.
"Shut up.., I followed you here because I wanted to calm down, let's just go home let's place it's crowded " said Bram.
"Hahaha.., you will regret leaving here.., wait for me to order a drink for us to "stand off the couch.
Jhon walks towards the bartender's desk and accidentally sees Cessa drinking. "Hi "smile Jhon. "Jhon "imagined his hand. "Hallo.., Cessa "did not return the hand of Jhon.
"How much are your tariffs "tell Jhon without further ado. "Huh.., "Cessa is shocked. "Sorry sir.., mr. Jhon is wrong I am not a woman who is willing to give up my body to the master.., I only work to accompany customers to drink "Cessa explained.
"Ouh.., sorry if so deliver drinks for us and also accompany us "let's let Jhon go.
"Am.."noit. "This.., take it to the table, Mr.Jhon and mr.Bram, "say the bartender. Cessa picked up the tray that contained the bottled drink that was in a small iron bucket. It contained ice cubes and two mini glasses.
Cessa walked with her body turned by carrying trays or trays towards the desk of Jhon. Bram and Cessa's gaze unintentionally became one-way until Cessa lowered her face and stored the drink on the table.
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...Huh.., how the reader may be entertained by the story and imagination of the author. ...
