THE ENTERTAINER

CHAPTER 21

The sound of the door thumping loudly received a loud push.

“How dare you argue with me!” Noah shouted loudly at the woman with red lipstick on her lips and a cigarette butt burning between her index and middle fingers.

“Mike would like to pay more than you, Sir. I have no other choice.”

Riya was ready. He knew Noah would come and scold him. But, for him, it doesn't matter. As they fight over one woman, her account balance is swelling.

Noah hits hard on Riya's work desk with both palms, looking at Riya with an extremely intimidating look. “You also told Mike that I was approaching Naya?”

“Mike has eyes and ears all over this club. I didn't say anything about you and that woman.”

Noah stood up straight again. “Tonight is the last night Naya worked here. Send us your bill.”

“Then what about Mike, Mister?”

“That's none of your business,” he replied with a ketus.

Riya smiled happily. “Of course, Young Master.”

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Clara already knows about Naya coming out tonight. He helps Naya pack her things, but Naya herself has said she will not go anywhere.

“Ra, stop.” Naya unloads the contents of the black bag, while Clara continues to stuff Naya's belongings into it.

“Naya!” Clara's tears fell, but as much as possible she stared at Naya's iris which had also been watering since. He held onto both of Naya's shoulders to listen.

“I'm fine. This is your only chance to get out, Nay. I beg you, accept Noah.”'s kindness

“No. How can I leave you here alone? After Rose's departure, I know you were hit.” Naya sobbing.

Clara can't lie. Her tears fell, but she smiled as much as she could.

“I've been here since. I can survive alone, but I know, you can't. I found this under your wardrobe.” Clara took out the little razor that Naya had been hiding all along.

Naya's getting sobbing. “I'm sorry.”

“Noah is waiting outside. I help, yes,” he continued.

Naya just nodded weakly.

In the eastern horizon, the sky begins to change orange color, cool air that has not been mixed with pollution, piercing gently into congested lungs. Once again, Naya turned to hug Clara, before she walked towards Noah who was waiting for her.

“I will definitely come for you, Ra,” whispered Naya before breaking her embrace.

Clara smiled sweetly. “Of course, you still have a taxi debt to me, remember?”

Naya's lips curled up, but her eyes were wet again.

“It's there. Before Noah changes his mind.” Clara pushed little Naya to leave immediately. Even with a very heavy feeling in his heart.

Looking at Naya who was walking towards Noah, looking at Noah who was smiling towards him, and seeing how Noah allowed Naya to enter his car. Eventually the car came out of the parking lot of the building there. Clara's defense eventually collapsed. He hit his chest full of pain. He bit his lips to muffle his crying voice. He was left alone again.

“I'll wait for you to keep your promise, Nay. Before I also give up.”

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“Where will you take me, Mister?” Naya clutches her seatbelt as Noah throws his car at high speed.

Noah grunts. “Stop calling me that, Nay.”

“Ah, sorry. I'm used to.” Naya was embarrassed.

Noah doesn't talk anymore. Naya, who was feeling very awkward, turned her face towards the window. He hasn't driven like this in a long time. Many saw some workers who had prepared so early. Those who sweep the road, those who prepare their wares, and those who are still asleep on the sidewalk of the road. Naya smiled slightly. Perhaps what he experienced was not comparable to what they lived.

Despite being a prostitute, Naya gets a bed and a meal to make ends meet. In a way, Madam Riya is a good ‘bos’ for them. Madam Riya would only hit them if they made a mistake.

Maybe Naya will never know what really happened. Before Riya becomes her chick.

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