THE ENTERTAINER

CHAPTER 3 (Bag. 1)

TWO MONTHS LATER ...

A white blanket drowned the body of a girl who was sprawled from drunkenness. Lying on your back with a cross position on the bed. Inside a 4-star hotel room in the Jakarta area. The morning sunlight that penetrated the window, has not been able to open the eyes of Feby who just fell asleep at 3 am.

However, it became a beautiful sight for the young man who was sitting in a corner on the chair. Near the table that connects with a large mirror. Clumps of cigarette smoke that came out of the young man's mouth, began to make the mouth of the girl who owned the crazy body coughed. Because of the tightness that clogs his device when he is sleeping.

Feby opened his eyelids slowly after coughing. He slowly removed the blanket from his body. Both of his eyes were stunned to see the young man with bare chest, sitting while smoking tobacco.

"Who you!" feby exclaimed by pulling his blanket back up to his chest.

The young man pressed the cigarette butts on a small ashtray made of melamine. Until the fire goes out. "Mending lo now shower. I want to go down first. I had to throw my shirt. But your pants are not. I hung it there. Heeeufc ... I can't stand the smell. Then we pull it out of here" said the young man, wearing his shirt again.

A sentence that made Feby peek at his own body that was inside the blanket. Her forehead shriveled when she knew that her body was already naked.

"EL-El—Elo,"

"Lo Semalem was so drunk that he didn't realize that he was throwing up on his own shirt. I had to take off all my clothes. But calm down, your body is still safe. I haven't been anything." The young man interrupted quickly. And explained to the girl whose face was already very agitated. She was tightly wrapped in a blanket.

However, feeling unable to believe the words of the foreign youth who had just spoken, Feby moved his hand to examine his own intimate parts. Make sure that his sex organs are not sick or anything.

His face turned flexible again when he found out that his body had not been touched at all.

"Lo who? why am I here?"

Stepping only a few meters towards the door of the hotel room, the young man was forced to stop to answer the classic question of the evening woman who had forgotten what happened last night.

"Lo was drunk, not amnesia. You must have been a little excited about what happened last night. Kan lo himself who asked me to ngajak lo run from the drug raid at the FIRE EAGLE club. Forgot!"

The cynical gaze of the thick-haired yet climical youth. With a thin sideburn and also a smooth face. Making Feby have to repeat his memory remember the incident last night until it ended up in bed.

The grinning face was like a forced smile, which was painted from Feby's face after successfully remembering what happened to him last night. It made the young man exasperated and smiled faintly before continuing his steps of going out of the room.

"Damn! why can I be lazy anyway. I'm just undercover, why am I really mabok. Aaacchhh!!! feby grumbled irritatedly as he propped his body up walking towards the bathroom without the blanket wrapping around him.

The stream of water that falls from the shower touches Feby's warm skin. He began to wet his hair straight. With liquid soap available in the bathroom as one of the facilities that the hotel provides, Feby gently rubbed his beautiful body from top to bottom. His bouncy fingers with clean nails look very well maintained washing every curve in the beautiful part of his body.

For almost half an hour, the girl enjoyed the water in the bathroom.

"Lo shower, anything else ascetic. Very long," exclaimed the young man who looked annoyed on his face. With white plastic wrap, neat, grasped in the right hand.

"Anjiiii! lo woy's eyes!" Feby realized that the young man was staring at him.

"Sial lo! you think I'm looking at it because I want to," he argued.

"Keep what! your eyes can't boong ya" protested Feby.

"Lo shower with two towels. I keep on wearing what? I have to put on your old towel" said the young man who was standing in front of Feby as he picked up the towel in the girl's hand. And gave a white plastic pack to Feby's hand. Before she stepped into the bathroom.

"Eeeeuh .." Feby grumbled annoyedly as he stepped in front of the mirror. "Lumayan. Although the t-shirt," said Feby after opening the contents of the package.

The girl looked at herself in the mirror. With a white T-shirt with a rose in the middle. "You know, he's also the size of my shirt" he said after wearing a t-shirt given to him by a young man who was cleaning himself in the bathroom.

Feby dried his hair with a towel that was rubbed on his head. Can't be too dry. However, it is quite helpful than getting wet at all.

He pulled out a small chair that was under a table nearby. His butt sat facing the mirror. "But—weird is also well the same him. Though semalem there is not a piece of cloth attached to my body, but I am not in anything. What—don't-don't he don't napsu the same me," murmured Feby by staring at his densely filled body, from the reflection of the mirror.

"Gue doesn't like you. But it's not fair if I enjoy your body, but you're again in unconsciousness."

A sentence inviting Feby immediately turned his head towards his right. The young man who just spoke. However, there was a hint of awe in Feby's heart for hearing Gentle's little words in his opinion. So he was confused to reply to the words of the young man. Except, just looking in awe from seeing the powerful aura of the young man who had just come out of the bathroom.

"Anjiiir! napsu you're the same me!" The young man threw a towel at Feby. Instantly disperse the daydream of the girl who was staring at the astonishment of the clean face that was emitted from the man.

"Ih—what the hell! I just squirm yeah. Not napsu," argued Feby who did not accept himself cornered.

"Huh! your eyes can't boong."

The words that were originally spoken from the girl's mouth now turned against her. Feby was silent with a red face in embarrassment and could not reply anymore.

After a long discussion. And not a single person would budge, they simultaneously left the room that had been tidy. But now it looks the same as garbage disposal.

The young man walked quickly in front of the kneeling Feby at the back. They took the elevator to the lobby.

"Where are you going?"

"Where I want to go, it's none of your business. Just get here you trouble me," the young man replied before he walked out the lobby door and turned right. While Feby was still silent and chose the empty sofa in this room. To lean back for a moment before knowing where his feet want to go.

"Aach! because I was drunk, I did not focus on the same goal" complained Feby by brushing his hair back.