The Primadona

Chapter 28 Return to the Valley

Back to the Black Valley

Tok .. tok.

My eyes were still reluctant to wake up, back knocking the door I heard faintly forcing my eyes to shake off the drowsiness. With a lazy step I walked towards the door. Though Adie had told him to get up quickly because the schedule was solid. This body feels so tired.

"Good morning, Bum. Welcome back, look at you" Adie said for a moment when the door opened.

The words he spoke mocked this situation. I look shabby indeed.

"Morning. Die. Happy weekend" I said.

"I can't help you, Bum. I want to shop. Maybe we'll go home late, because we want to go to a friend's house first. You go to the salon by yourself, can you, right?"

"Yes, ellah ... Die. Loe said I'm a new kid what? Huh!" sahutku while melengos.

"I'm grateful that your memory is still normal" Adie chuckled.

After finishing the bath, I went to the salon where I pampered first. A gentleman greeted me. Apparently he still clearly remembered this self.

"Hi, handsome. Exotic, you. Sunbathing on the beach, huh?"

"G .... Goddamnit!" this is while dropping down on the chair.

"Haiy! Cius, man!" He came back to flirting.

"It has. Don't talk too much, dress me up, quick. There's a client waiting for me!" I continued the speech.

"Cieee. Failed to move on, back again. Good luck, Bum," god.

The heavy but soft hand started to act. My haircut style is now adding fresh, adding to the more stunning appearance, even though my skin looks darker, but the seductive aura is still the same as before.

Draaatt ....

My phone screen is on a video call from Adie. He wanted to see my appearance before meeting the woman who had booked my services through him. Because consumer satisfaction becomes a very important thing Adie noticed. That is why the business is getting more customers. The guy he's throwing is all classy.

"What, anyway?!" I ahead say hello.

"Waoooow. You're exotic, Bum! Look more ferocious, play it, Broooooo!" goda.

"Ready! Anjir, you are Die. Haaaa!" We joked for a moment before ending the short call.

"It's done. Good job, Bum. Good luck," said the gentleman of the owner of Barbershop while patting this shoulder.

"Thanks. You have helped a lot, later when I get royalties, immediately I pay," my god as he groped his vital area, then rushed away.

"Ohhhhh! Nackal ... Bums. The royalties? Ngaco! Adie will come."

"Whoa, my boss!" my cry stopped for a moment stopping the steps before the door.

"Reverse from the village you have become so loose, really, add even a stressed person!" his yell.

"Haaa ..haa!" Instantly we joke.

*****

I drove the car to a cafe that was no longer foreign to me. Once twice I took a deep breath, cast a little spell and rubbed it on my face.

A beautiful woman sat waiting in a huff. Maybe he's been waiting since, the receptionist took me to his desk.

"Hello, Miss. This is Father Earth Respati."

His smile immediately expanded as the receptionist told him that I was the man he had been waiting for.

"I'm sorry, I've made a woman as beautiful as you wait a long time," I said in pleasantries, then grabbed her fingertips. My lips landed a kiss on the end of his fingers that taut with nail polish stained desire.

"Oh, it's okay, Bum."

"Ah, it seems that you already know me so well. But why don't I know yet, what's the name of a woman as beautiful as you?"

He widens his smile, looks a row of charming white teeth make you want to immediately taste the sweetness.

"Dimitri Vangelis, just call Mitri."

"Waoooow, a very suitable name for a beautiful woman like you." I praised him while staring intently at the shady eyes, but kept the ice that had to be heated immediately.

A fragrant aroma rippled from his body to arouse my once wild passion. We also dissolved in a light grip accompanied by melo music added to the romantic impression of the first night dinner I met with him.

After talking, apparently Mitri was not long widowed, after knowing her husband often brought underage women for dates. Finally he decided to officially part ways a few months ago because he was fed up.

There was grief in those beautiful eyeballs that were read by me. His slender body shriek decays in a decapitation. Instantly this instinct was touched as if it could feel what was in nature at that time.

"It's been a customer for a long time, Adie. Yea?" I asked while keeping his body away from me.

He rubbed the remaining clear scrolls on both sides of his ranum cheeks. Then he shook his head. I took a tissue and gently rubbed his puffy eyes.

"Lho, what?" I wondered.

"Oh, you're like a mare who needs a tough stud like me." I scoffed. These words made him close his eyes. He stared hard at me.

"A-a-i. I just want to repay what he did to me! I'm not that kind of woman." He heard his voice while lowering his head.

I was immediately stunned to hear the words from him. Again I calmed himself down, clasping his hands tightly. The night is getting late, the dinner tonight is so special, only this time to meet a client who seems like him. Usually wild and greedy. Disgusting rhetoric. To the point of forcing me to have to chug down on liquor or stimulant pills in order to keep up with my clients.

However, for tonight. I did it with all my heart, it felt different when I started playing the smooth and one-sided body goulash. He only resigned when I began to fondle greedily. Opening one after another, until plain. The crown that had been covered in hijab was now scattered, slightly covering his face when he started playing. His breathing hunts, his voice groans occasionally to withstand the roughness of this temperament.

"Slow-slow, Bum. Oh, oh ... sick," he said softly as he squeezed the bed sheet to tear.

"I'm rude, huh?" I dyed his ears.

"Yes, but---"

"I'm sorry, I'm used to this."

"No, I like it, Bum." Apparently Mitri likes the service from me. He again asked to repeat as his hand gently rubbed the fine fur that grew on my chest.

Unlike usual, it was my body that fell prey to the women who ordered my services. I usually let them play this body as they please. Just so there are additional tips. Or any request from them I will do all of course under the influence of alcohol and stimulant pills.

I did it with sincerity this time.

***

We fell asleep after repeating, making love. Until I woke up when it was morning and someone sounded the double. It was time for breakfast from the hotel.

I woke Mitri up so soundly he was so soundly behind the blanket. After taking a shower and wearing neat clothes, we had breakfast together. Mitri looks beautiful with a Muslim dress, fashionable wrapped slim body. My eyes stared, as if unwilling to let go. Mitri looks clumsy, many times he fixes the pashmina hijab he wears.

"Why?"

"Remove, continue to eat."

"So embarrassed by last night's game, huh?" my question was seductive, a red hue dominating Mitri's face. He threw a face towards the window. The look in his eyes kept a lament.

This chest rippled, his voice soft every time he answered a question from me.

"Eh, it's done. I say goodbye, Bum ...."

"Nrank ...." He did not heed this call.

Mitri came out, immediately this self followed in his footsteps.

"I'm sorry .... Dear. I was rude last night. Honestly I felt in love" I whispered in Mitri's ear lobe just before she got in the car.

The smile behind Mitri's thin lips expanded without a word. But the glare of her beautiful eyes implied the same feeling as me, "falling in love" maybe I was too rash. He finally left me.

****

After arriving at the apartment. Adie was ready with cash on the table with two cups of hot coffee.

"Kok, deserted. Die's? Which wife?" ask me while taking a sitting position in front of him.

"Still at a friend's house. It's me coming home to give you your due." Ade threw me some red money.

"Thanks, Die." - "Thanks."

"Where was last night? Huh! Still innocent, right?"

"Ah, what, you know Die? Banget Die .. pity." I answered while this fingers busy counting the nominal of my services last night which was patched by Adie.

"That's. That's why I love you. She needs revenge on her husband. That's pretty lo, Bum. Tajir woman twisting, tuh."

"Seriously. Loe, Die?" many enthusiast.

"Seriously dong, how about? I'm good, right?"

"You're the best mob boss!" I said while chuckling.

"Mafia, bed!"

"Haaa .. that's what I mean." Our laughter was both broken.

We also discussed many things. In the future, I will not work alone to find clients. But now I am under the auspices of Adie, so he is obliged to prepare a place to stay as well as all the facilities I need.

Some time later.

I now live in my own apartment. Every day of the day either night there is no pause for me just making love and making love. Serving bokan from Adie. The nickname as the prima donna is still very selling until sometimes the women with wild horse lust had to fill the list of meetings if they want to feel my services.

My busyness as a prima donna has made me not have time to think about things that are not important. Including Bianca, the village woman no longer crossed my mind at all.

The smooth body of the socialite women makes me reluctant to go back to making out with Bianca again, even only in delusion was uncomfortable.

From appearance, of course, it is very far to just arouse my passion. That is why there is no sense of regret that has now left him.

However, there was still one very important personal matter regarding my pride. Moza, yeah! Mozza has to learn the lesson on the release of all mine. He was the cause of Clarisa Santoso taking all her assets from me, if only Mozza was not much behavior and let my relationship with Clarisa remain intertwined for sure I would not return to the village. Especially marrying Bianca suddenly.