THE ENTERTAINER
CHAPTER 13
One month earlier.
The couple were begging their house not to be confiscated. While the three thugs who were standing did not show his mercy.
“Master, I beg you. Don't take this house. This is one of my in-laws' relics for us,” the shrill woman in front of her who was hugging her injured husband.
Suddenly the ringing of the phone rang out, the thug man looked at the name listed there and immediately picked it up.
“If they don't want to give up his house, force his wife to come with you.” The voice of the bus on the other end of the phone ruled decisively.
“Good boss.” That's the only reply from the thugs who received the order.
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Mike Anderson, the man who had just turned off the phone, smiled happily. His gaze glared towards the other tall buildings from the windows of his office space. Finally his resentment and heartache towards his friend when High School is soon avenged. Brian. His former classmate, who once humiliated him for reporting on his cheating during a school exam.
Mike's father must be called to school and receive a stern warning. His father, a respected businessman, should be ashamed of what his son did. He could not escape when his father floated a golf club many times to hit him.
From then on, he swore he would ruin Brian's life. It turns out that fate was on his side, when Brian contacted him about the financial problems of the company he had just started. Mike managed to convince Brian to sign the agreement he had arranged.
Mike laughed loudly. Everything went smoothly. Very smooth. That day, it was so much fun for him.
Suddenly, a young woman entered his room cautiously and lowered her head, taking over the man's attention. “Master. You are already waiting in the meeting room.”
Mike turned around and told the beautiful woman to come closer to him. The woman was frightened, her hands were tightly squeezed, her legs were locked, unable to move. Mike was waiting for the woman to lose her temper. He himself approached the woman and slapped a loud slap.
The woman grimaced holding her cheek.
“Other times, knock on the door before you enter.”
“I've already knocked, Sir. But no answer.”
“Stupid!” Mike slapped again. Which is harder. “You really ruined my mood.”
Mike took his phone and called the same number. “Close the woman's eyes. I'll be there.”
Mike kept his phone in his pocket and stepped out of his room, leaving the still-crying woman and the people waiting for him in the meeting room.
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A car stops right in front of Mike and Riya. The car door opened, showing a woman whose eyes were closed. Mike's smile floated wide. Mike knows who that woman is. Naya, Brian's girlfriend at school. As he remembered, he had no problems with Naya. Naya's only fault is marrying the one who becomes her enemy.
When stepping out Naya fell, and Riya immediately stepped quickly to slap the thug who was guiding Naya.
Riya comes back to Mike after Naya is brought in.
“You don't want to taste it first?”
Mike spit. “ Never will be.”
Riya laughed instead. “Thank you for your new toy.”
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It's been almost two weeks that Naya's been acting so weird. When work becomes more aggressive and when working hours are over, he will return to the dorm and sleep until late afternoon. Clara and Rose had also run out of ways to cheer Naya up.
“Until when are you going to be like this, Nay?!” clara snapped when she saw Naya open the door of their room and get ready for bed.
“I'm tired, Ra,” murmured while lying on my back to Clara who's been ruffled by the waist.
“Of course you're tired. You ran around here and there flirting with almost all the guests. You don't even mind anymore when they fumble your body with brashness.”
“Saw Clara.” Rose pulled Clara to sit down, calming her down. But Clara didn't budge.
Naya got up from her sleep and threw the glass glass that was on her nightstand firmly on the floor. Rose was shocked. Clara did not react at all.
“You want you to do what, huh? I'm hookers. They're spending money on my body. Why do I serve them well? You envy me for taking all your customers?”
Clara could not stand it, she approached and slapped Naya. Clara. To make Naya sober.
“Kak!” Rose protest. Clara and Naya are both silent. Silent. Suddenly Naya's shoulders shook.
“My husband cheated on me with my best friend, she's pregnant. I ... don't have anyone else. I want to die, Ra. I want to go.”
Clara's tears are flowing. Naya finally said it. He pulled Naya and hugged her tightly. Naya cried so bitterly in her arms.
Naya hit her own chest. His breathing seemed to be running out, while his heart was forced to continue beating in the middle of all those wounds. His legs were squeezed, he collapsed and fell.
“You always say to tell stories when we have problems. But, why do you bear everything yourself, Nay.”
Naya was still sobbing, as well as Rose while tightly holding Naya's shoulder channeling calmness.
“I have to how now? No one wants me. I don't have anybody else. What do I have to live for?”
“Naya. You have to live. I don't know what's going to happen next, but please hold on.” Clara tried to stare at Naya's bead. Make him promise.
Naya didn't know if she had to promise that. Every second of his life was painful.
“Naya.” Clara cupped both of Naya's cheeks, forcing her. He won't stop until Naya nods.
Naya could see the sincerity in Clara's eyes, she gave a small nod. Clara smiled with satisfaction and hugged Naya back.
Now only the sound of crying is heard, until the pain can subside by itself.
“You slapped me so hard,” protest Naya.
“You want me to hit Kak Clara, Kak?”
“Oh, so be brave now?”
“Ampun sis, nope..ngak..
Naya and Clara laughed at Rose's behavior hiding behind Naya, and Rose also laughed with them.
In between her laughter, Naya squeezed her shirt pocket. Grasping an object that has been there since. A small razor that he should have used tonight to injure his own wrist. Naya had already decided, for a while, maybe she could stay longer. To be with Clara and Rose.
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