THE ENTERTAINER
CHAPTER 7
“I miss my husband,” Naya said as she looked at Rose who had fallen asleep on Clara's bed.
Clara who was reading a romance novel dropped the book on her lap and stared dejectedly at Naya, “I'm sorry, Nay.”
Naya who was confused by Clara's words turned towards him. “My husband is alive, Clara.”
Clara clenched her lips quickly, “I'm really sorry.”
Naya chuckled at the funny reaction. Then he turned his gaze to look at the blue sky through the window in their room. “I want to know, what is he now. I want to go home.”
Clara knitted her forehead, “you still have a home to go home?”
Now Naya looked at Clara with a puzzled look.
“Gosh. I thought you were the woman who was dumped and had no place back.” Clara stood up from her seat and walked towards Naya who was sitting on the floor, “Nay, you can go home, only you have to report to Madam Riya's assistant. If you don't report you will be considered running away.”
“Really?” asked Naya with bright sparkling eyes. “But, will I get permission? I just arrived yesterday.”
Clara nodded strongly with a wide smile. “You can go home and come back during business hours. I'm sorry, didn't say it sooner. Though you can go home when your guests are gone.”
Naya immediately stood up and looked for her stuff. Naya forgets she didn't bring anything including her phone. “Clara can I borrow your phone?”
“Nobody's on a cell phone, Nay. That's the first rule you should remember. Madam Riya will drag whoever gets caught. I remember someone trying to smuggle a cell phone into this dorm. Her hair was instantly cut out, then forced to serve five bodyguards Madam Riya.”
Naya widened her eyes to hear the horrible story.
“No one dares to go against the rules of Madam Riya, Nay.”
Naya just nodded her head in understanding, “so, I have to ask for permission where?”
“You remember our room last night? From the direction of the room, walk straight up to the end of the hallway. There was a room with a red door. The room belongs to Madam Riya's assistant, her name is Mira.”
Clara then stood up to open the drawer next to the bed that Rose occupied and took out a large piece of money. “This is for you, you need money to take a taxi, right?”
“Gosh, no need, Ra. I'll pay for the taxi when I get home.”
Clara took Naya's hand and forced her to accept it, “I'm making you owe me. I'm sure someday I'll need your help.”
“Thank you, Ra. I'll be back before business hours.”
Clara just nodded then saw Naya already running small with a smile on her lips. “I hope your husband still accepts you, Nay,” muttered Clara himself. He knows, almost no family will really accept the dirty work they do.
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When he arrived at the door in red, Naya knocked on the door three times. As the voice of the woman inside let her in, Naya immediately turned the door knob.
The room was just as dark as the other room. Though Naya believes the sun outside is shining very hot. Upon entering, Naya slightly coughed due to the smoke from the cigarettes swirling around in the room. While the women and men behind the table there are busy making out, like not being disturbed by the presence of Naya.
Naya lowered her gaze, she refused to see the scene they were doing.
“What's up?” mira asked casually, while the man was kissing her neck.
"I can go home?”
Mira stops the man's kiss and tells him to come out. Naya turned a glance towards the man who was hooking his belt and raised the zipper of his jeans. As the man crosses paths with Naya, the man's brash hand hits Naya's hip on purpose.
Naya flinched but she did not dare to do anything. The man instead laughed satisfied with a disgusting expression.
Mira took out one cigarette, burned the tip, then sucked the other end. "You should be back before 6 p.m. Two thugs will follow you from behind. Never think of escaping. We have a network all over this city. Understood?"
"I understand, I just want to go home to see my husband."
“Take this phone, you can't call or text anyone. The phone can only take calls from me. Lift the phone when it rings. I'll kill you if you ignore my call.” Mira then threw the old-fashioned phone towards Naya.
Naya swiftly caught the phone. Naya looks at it, right, the phone only has one button that works, which is a button to pick up incoming phone calls.
“Restore when you're back.”
Upon arriving at the front door of the three-story building, Naya's steps came to a halt. He remembered something. Why was it that when he came, his hands and eyes were tied? If they allow women to go back home.
Naya now turned around again staring inwards from the building. One more question managed to disturb Naya, then why do the women who work choose to stay in the dormitory? Naya immediately shook her head. It was the right of those women, he did not intend to blame the choices of the women who were in the dormitory.
Naya stepped her feet towards the gate in front of there, seen some thugs standing guard. Two other thugs were already preparing in a black car with glass that they deliberately lowered.
When Naya stops a taxi, the two thugs also follow Naya directly from behind.
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Naya immediately ran towards the door of her house with a big smile. He still has five hours to go back to that horrible building. After retrieving a spare key that is always available under a white pot, Naya enters the house that bears witness to her life with Brian. Naya took a glance at the black car parked in front of her yard.
Naya didn't find Brian in there. Naya is not surprised, because since Brian's company went bankrupt, Brian seemed to lose his purpose in life. Everything gets more chaotic when Brian gets to know the gambling world.
Naya misses her happy time with her husband. Especially when he finds out Naya is pregnant, Brian treats her like a Queen. Even Brian is willing to cook every day for Naya, even though Brian himself is tired of taking care of his big company first.
Naya immediately stopped the reverie. Right, he has a job now. Although the work is dirty, but as long as he can help Brian's finances, he will not care as dirty as what work he does. With that little bit of confidence, Naya cleans herself up, then puts on sexy clothes for Brian and cooks for him.
After almost two hours, Naya was still waiting for Brian who had not yet returned home. The food on the dining table is also getting cold. Naya, who was getting sleepy, laid herself on the sofa in her living room.
After successfully resting her body, Naya began to wake up from her sleep. He glanced at the clock above. Naya's eyes widened when she saw the clock was showing at 5 pm. Brian hasn't even come home yet.
Naya actually wanted to surprise her husband, so she did not contact Brian. Naya finally gave up. Naya immediately looked for her phone to contact her husband.
Not yet Naya pressed the dial on her mobile phone, the sound of the door from her living room was opened. Naya immediately ran there. It was great to see Brian finally come home.
“Surprise!” naya shouted with a bright smile on her face.
Brian who was on the phone with someone looked surprised to see Naya who had spread her arms wide. Brian immediately hid something he was holding earlier and turned off the call quickly.
Naya, who had already seen what Brian was holding, approached her husband with sparkling eyes. “You bought me flowers?”
Brian was still standing like a statue. He didn't know what to react to.
Naya approached and took the flower from Brian's hand and kissed the flower. “I know you feel guilty for forgetting our wedding day.”
“Why are you home?” murmured Brian with his flat voice.
Naya who was smiling to herself, looked up not understanding Brian's question.
Brian who saw Naya's confused expression, immediately shook his head strongly, “sorry, I mean when did you come home?”
“Oh, it's been almost four hours ago, soon I have to go back.” Naya put on a sad face, hoping her husband would embrace her.
“You can go home every day?”
Naya nods and smiles again, although her heart is a little disappointed Brian does not hug her, let alone comment on the sexy clothes he wears. “I can go home every morning. Oh yeah, the transferan's in? Last night I heard, they'll send you money.”
Brian did not reply, he just passed Naya and walked towards the kitchen. Naya once again just followed Brian from behind.
Brian looked at all the dishes Naya had prepared for him. “You don't have to worry about me. You focus on work only.”
Naya stopped her steps behind Brian. Naya doesn't know what Brian's words are. Why did Naya's heart throb when she heard it.
Naya's bead began to get wet, she clutched the flower from Brian tightly. Then he glanced at the clock that was almost showing at 6 pm. Without saying anything more, Naya passed to her room, changed back her clothes and walked past Brian who was already sitting while changing the screen broadcast in front of her.
“I leave. You eat, yes,” said Naya sadly. He no longer smiled.
“Iya.” Brian even answered without looking at Naya.
Naya had closed the door to her house with tears falling down.
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