THE ENTERTAINER

CHAPTER 1

JAKARTA 2004.

Jakarta is cold tonight. The pitch-black clouds were clumping between the stretched skies. Move slowly, but not away from the top of the metropolitan city. Carrying thousands of kilos of condensed water inside Microscopic . Waiting for God's command to rain down on land.

On the sofa, the Youth with the original face of Indonesia with the manicured white skin. Puffed nose. And a tall body. Lifting one leg and placing it on the other leg. Sitting leaning on a chair lined with black brown raw leather. With a glass of red wine in his right hand, the young man was enjoying a television show that aired the first war film from overseas.

One hand stretched over the back of the sofa. With a neat appearance that still uses a black coat lining a plain gray shirt, branded Fredferry embedded in the collar. The young man looked like he was waiting for someone who would come to visit a luxury hotel room in the Jakarta area. It looks like the preparation of his appearance looks cool.

Leather watches with glass made from Saphire are unrelenting in the lyrics in every changing minute.

After he heard a slow knock three times knocking on the door. His head turned to the door that was on his right. And he hurriedly lowered the raised leg. Almost at his feet hit the Wine bottle on the table. Before he finally approached the hotel room door and opened it.

"Good night." A soft smile was drawn from the face of a beautiful woman. With an oval face. High as the boy. And long wavy hair and a crazy but dense body. Standing in front of him. "With Mr. Rivano" he continued.

The eyes twinkle with a smile and look at the thin, maroon-red lips of the expensive lipstick that is attached to both. The eyeballs are belo and enhanced by the lashes without joint. Very natural. Make the young man hold his breath for a moment.

Slowly, Rivano shifted his two eyes down slightly. He got a backup that was no less beautiful than the face of the woman. Where he saw a smooth body with a maroon-red Tank Top wrapped around the slender feel of his body. It looks very charming with the size of the height and the legs are level. Makes Rivano swallow. Without the woman's knowledge.

The young man replied to a beautiful woman who had not finished her smile. Until Rivano invited him to enter the luxurious room that was deliberately booked for tonight.

"You want tea, what's coffee?"

"Tell me," answered Mirna. The name of the woman who has just laid herself on a soft mattress that is plain white with a Bed Cover that is still neatly arranged to cover the top of the mattress.

After removing the tiny watch that coiled around her wrist. Mirna shifted her body to the end. Put your shoulders on the bed. Straighten his legs. Sitting on his feet staring at Rivano who was making drinks in the mini kitchen. To the right of his position. Near the room door.

"Green tea is warm. Suitable for cold air because it's raining out there."

Rivano gave a glass of the drink according to Mirna's request from the right hand. Where his left hand holds a glass of wine.

"Come" said Rivano, asking Mirna toast. After he landed his butt sat next to the woman.

"President suit room. I ordered for both of us tonight. How, you—suka?"

Nod the spoiled head, with a wide sweet smile. It was enough to answer the question of the man who had just finished half a glass of wine.

"Hufflink ... " Rivano grunting. "Let me guess. Saint Maria Muschio Oro. Right?" The delicate fragrance of the perfume makes Rivano itchy to call it.

"Hmmm—yup," Mirna replied with a small laugh.

There was a red spot on the edge of Mirna's tea glass. From the color of the lipstick that sticks from the former lips. It was clearly visible before he placed his glass on a small table with wood material on the left.

Warm. The feeling first felt by Rivano when his index finger touched the woman's thin lips. Before it ends in his tongue.

"Now, Mas," said Mirna with one hand who was unzipping the straps of clothes behind her body.

"Let me alone" said Rivano, circling both hands around Mirna's body. Grabbing a rope hook that ties in the thin female Tank Top that will accompany her tonight.

With a face that is only 5 centimeters close to the face of Mirna. Rivano didn't let his hands just work. Where her fingers were trying to remove the cloth covering from the beauty of Mirna's smooth body, she landed her lips on the thin lips of the woman.

Feeling his position uncomfortable, after a piece of cloth from the upper part of Mirna's body detached, Rivano put the woman down parallel to the length of the mattress. Without releasing her lips which were still clenched on Mirna's lips.

However, this circumstance did not make Mirna to remain silent. He also helped take off the black suit that wrapped the body of the young man who was enjoying the upper part of his body. And followed by unbuttoning one by one of the plain gray shirts worn by Rivano. Seemed the chest of the thin, fluffy field that pampered his eyes.

Touch after touch from Rivano, making Mirna float. Until he was not aware, if he was without a thread was attached to his body. Degh's! Even a heartbeat sounded between the two. As Rivano's face clung to the top of Mirna's body. Until guerrilla to the bottom.

Along with that. This opportunity was used by Rivano to open his belt. Followed by removing the material pants afterwards. And lean the body on the back of the bed after making sure he is ready to be served.

"Do it slowly" Rivano said to the woman whose face was between the thighs of the young man who was closing his eyes.

Warm. The taste returned when Mirna's tongue touched Rivano's part of honor.

Slowly, until the roar of Mirna's breath began to feel heavy. This position was taken over by Rivano. Before he peaked, he did the task that became the main staple of the warming that had just been done.

Without the use of self-protection, the Rivano missile penetrated the defenses of women who were already paid dearly by him.

Mirna's lips twitched, breathing out like she was held back. "Aaach .. "the first sigh along with a sense of warmth when something touches at the core of a woman.

Both of Mirna's hands squeezed the bedsheet with her eyes closed. While he was allowed to fly because the young man above his body was swaying.

There was no reason to muffle the sound of heavy muttering breaths. When the body is wriggling into the food.

"How many numbers should I write?" rivano asked the woman who was still lying with a blanket that closed to the chest. Rivano was ready with a blank check and pen in his right hand while sitting leaning against the bed.

'60,000,000.'

"Sixty million" said Rivano, reading the number Mirna had just written on the check paper.

"alright. I sign it now."

There is no offer for a Rivano. After he signed the agreed-upon check, Rivano brought Mirna back toast. However, this time he poured a glass of wine from a bottle taken in the refrigerator.