The Primadona

Chapter 38 Faith

"Di ..." My best friend sobbed with both elbows above his thighs, while both hands squeezed hair. He shakes his soul.

"I want to be His servant again." Adie said as she looked at me with a look that was hard to explain.

I know very well with my best friend as well as a helper for me. This time he looks like this. He's usually happy, how not. Her marriage to foreign woman Caroline already has an adorable little hero, although Adie has to give up the beliefs she was born with, but Adie seems to obey her new creed. Both of them look fine. Plus his business continues to advance, Adie opened a side business Fincher, quite large. While Caroline already manages boutiques with many customers, especially from her home country. Not to mention the online prostitution business that Adie stubis was able to survive even amid the proliferation of similar businesses, his name is still referred to as a famous pimple with a row of men recommended never once to cause complaints from his customers.

Even in this thought, he would follow in his footsteps. After all achieved I want to rest and make a business in the city of Bandung. Not forever will I become a Primadona gigolo as time goes on.

I glanced in wonder, why now my best friend who is in trouble? And he just looks depressed. In contrast to earlier, he looked ordinary.

For a moment I took a long breath.

"Here you go, stop bemoaning fate! Let's just enjoy it, Die!" I said a stern word while patting him on the shoulder.

Adie looked at me, then deftly he wiped his tears that had touched his cheek. "You're right, Bum!" he said with a loud tone.

Suddenly we joked, a moment later Adie downed a glass of alcoholic beverages that had been rejected. We returned to the world again, plus the loud music from the DCD player that Adie turned on made us dissolve like we were in a private discotheque.

Smoke filled the room, accompanied our evening, while telling stories, not far away our topic about the world of online prostitution. I'm interested in this promising business. Easy business with abundant results and the demand is increasing.

Adie provides many tips and tricks in running this promising business. I swallowed the saliva, as the idea came to mind.

Looks like Adie's been in my apartment for too long.

"Die, it's late ...." I reminded.

"Oh, yeah, Bum. I pamit ...." Adie got up and grabbed her car keys.

"Be careful, Die!" I shouted before my best friend vanished from behind the door. His walking a little staggering made me anxious.

No answer from Adie he just gawked. I closed the door and decided to rest. Maybe with my condition I should pull over.

Adie was very concerned about my life, earlier he did not want to receive money for the distribution of proceeds on my services. Making me sigh in relief, Ambu is waiting for a shipment from me, he said Abah will return to buy rice fields owned by colleagues who sold suddenly at a low price, he said when contacting, on the sidelines telling me about Bianca.

I would never refuse the wishes of my parents. Even if you have to borrow first from Adie.

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While for a few days, there was no word from Dimitri. All contact is cut off. But still this heart wants to save itself, no matter how. Bima I must meet, sooner or later I must! There is no other way, we are from the same area, hopefully he will release Mitri.

From the village I received news, Bianca is fine. Sure makes me breathe a sigh of relief. Ambu called, we told him a lot.

However, in contrast to Surtyah he as a colleague of Bianca said that my ex-wife was often silent and moody, no laughter ever seen. But the content is fine, said Surtyah. Because a few days ago he delivered to the obstetrician. But the gender is not yet known, said Surtyah at length when I want to know.

Don't forget, too, I left Bianca to him. Do not hesitate to give word if something happens to him. Surtyah promised to do so, at the end of the conversation.

I began to wonder, if I marry Dimitri, want to have a baby soon. As I walked I chuckled with amusement myself, over the more exaggerated imagination of the veiled woman.

The clock Adie had set was near. I was getting ready to leave, heading to the place Adie had agreed to.

This time it really did not detail the information Adie described. Just asked to go to a hotel, of course, not foreign to me. The average luxury hotel in the Jakarta area was once the choice of customers.

My car was traveling at moderate speed, through the night streets of the capital Jakarta. Accompanied by an old song belonging to Anji it was like making me remember Dimitri.

Arriving, after parking the car and tidying the clothes, I immediately headed for the hotel receptionist. The officer immediately drove himself to the room that had been booked.

Apparently the customer this time needs affection. How not, usually eat and bribe first enjoy the chanting of songs, or dance to arouse sexual arousal first, first, after that proceed to the room to enjoy the hot scene of the bed until it ends on the agreement that has been agreed by Adie.

I followed the hotel staff. Now it had arrived at the door of the room, 209 room numbers. I widened my smile, still reminded of who ordered my services in this room.

The hotel clerk abandoned this after giving away the duplicate key. This is commonly done by socialite women, they want to suprise. Usually they have arrived since and choose to rest first. Then, wake up as I wake up with a touch of lust.

With a certain step I entered and closed the door again. My eyes were staring at the window, a woman was standing with her hands crossed her chest, maybe she enjoyed the beauty of the night with the lights adorning the tall buildings through the clear glass window of the hotel room.

The room bulb was dim, but my eyes could still catch it clearly. Luscious bodied women there, wrapped in night fashion with hair left untouched.

"Hay ...." I said hello when I was behind him.

I don't know all of a sudden, I feel something is awkward. Usually without greeting I immediately hug and give a kiss. Usually such services are preferred by women and that is the characteristic of Bumi Respati. But not for this time, the problem bertubi make me negative thinking about anything related to me.

No answer, I got a geming. The woman in front of me was just clamoring. My eyes were round watching every corner. This feather suddenly snarled along with my thickened nape.

I took a few steps back, but came to a halt as the woman in front of me turned her body and instantly my eyes were round in disbelief.