The Touch of Gendis Love

Get down to work

Not until Gendis answered Damar's question, he had seen the menor woman throw a smile at him.

"You didn't lie apparently. Call me Titi, the real Surti. But Surti's name doesn't fit my job. Come on, you guys, mbak! Don't be afraid, I'm not as cruel as your stepmother or as good as your biological father. I'm not a good woman, but I'm not gonna use free manpower." The woman kept walking, down the road to the main street.

Gendis and Damar just follow the footsteps of Surti aka Titi without much question. In times of urgent conditions and no longer reliable, believe but remain alert to help in plain sight is a must.

Surti opened the car door by using the sensor key in his hand. "Go in," he ordered.

Gendis and Damar obey Surti's orders. Gendis on the front bench, while Damar on the back of the Honda Jazz RS car in red.

"We're on contract, ma'am. Not far from here." Surti put up the seat belt and immediately started his car. Then step on the gas slowly.

"Have you eaten yet?" ask Surti.

"Already, Ma'am. But I want to take a shower. My body is sticky. I had a lot of customers this afternoon. A little bit stingy." Gendis answered honestly.

"You work at Tikea Shiatsu, right?"

"Do you know Titi?"

Damar only listened to the conversation of the two adults. He believed completely in whatever step Gendis would take.

"Who else would have told me that it wasn't Jubaidah. He asked you to cooperate. But seeing how you were treated earlier, I just couldn't bear it. You know Miss Alika. He's the manager at the shiatsu massage center whose customers are among the top of all." Surti paused for a while, just wanting to catch his breath.

"Even if not in the love tips. Your pay is good. But look at your skills first, you just don't graduate. Mbak hands may be suitable indeed for sniffing keris om-om distended only. It's not suitable to hold the skin of a kayak's uncle there." Surti said with his un-baseed style.

"Sir, there mbak Gendis no one will dare to mess around, right?" This time Damar was a little worried and piqued to ask.

"No will! They are not from ordinary people, even if they want macem-macem obviously profitable in us. Their money is a lot, if it is already sreg. Let alone money, the feathers are also given." Surti turned the steering wheel of his car into an unfenced yard.

"You go down first, hire the third from the right." His hand pointed at the green building with a flickering light like a dimly lit place.

Gendis and Damar have followed suit. Not wanting to argue. Besides having no choice, it seemed, Surti was also kind and sincere. Although his speech was not filtered even though there was Damar among them.

"You take a shower, tonight we meet Miss Alika. He's busy in the afternoon." Surti opened the door of the house that he never actually locked.

Arriving inside Gendis immediately opened the bundle of sheets, taking the best clothes according to his version.

"The bathroom is at the end of it! You're Damar, right? You take a break in that room, tomorrow you have to stay in school. Let us fight, you don't. Not time. There will come a time when you will have to lift your degrees and boast." Surti pointed to the bathroom and the room that were located side by side.

Gendis went straight to the bathroom, refreshed himself.then wore a long plisket skirt of green bottle color in a loose shirt padded waist with matching colors. The best clothes he had. Gendis often wears them during college.

Outside the gandis apply lotion on his hands and feet, then spray body cologne for two packs of rice field side dish omelet.

Surti was astonished to see the appearance of Gendis, not because his face was already beautiful as it is. But with the clothes he wore, as if he was inviting a geeky girl.

Surti gave a maroon-red knee-length dress to Gendis. Dress made of fine brocade that he only used once when candle light dinner with Naryo, night club security guard who turned out to be married and only drain the contents of his wallet only.

Gendis received the dress, then wore it in the bathroom. Very fitting on the body, his face looks more and more shining with the color of such striking clothes. Gendis skin clean white makes the color look contrast, further affirming that Gendis is indeed a diamond buried in coral stone.

Surti smiled with satisfaction at Gendis's appearance. Now all depends on the ability of the hands of a beautiful girl with a heart as fresh as a rock.

Gendis and Surti got back into the car. Surti drove at a fairly high speed, because it was nine o'clock in the night, the road was quite quiet.

Not an hour away, they arrived at a tall building. Looks like an exclusive office building indeed, cars parked in the front yard and also passing in the lobby can be said to include built up and luxury cars.

Apparently something was missed from Gendis's perfect appearance tonight. The flat shoes he wore were very worn out. Even his big toe poked slightly out.

There was no time to buy or just change the shoes, Surti let it go. Pretending not to see, is Surti's way to stay calm so as not to be nervous when facing miss Alika who is very perfectionist.

It's not easy to encounter miss Alika, Surti's instincts and psychic soul are at stake. If until his arrival is considered futile and time-wasting women of Japanese-Irish descent, then the opportunity to become a connector of the duties of the therapist will be lost. Not all Therapists in this place, can serve customers more. For this reason, the service of connecting the task of the therapist is needed.

Miss Alika immediately circled around Gendis' body when she arrived there. Observing closely from the tip of the foot to the tip of the head, a slight mocking smile when looking at the big toe of Gendis.

"Look at your hand" he said.

Gendis extended both of her hands without hesitation. He is not a person who is doubtful or shy even though he first met someone.

"This is my shoulder massage." Miss Alika patted the part she meant.

Gendis stepped slowly, not hesitating. Just a little time to pray. Hope God guides his hand so that the massage given can be soothing, refreshing and healing.

Gendis began to use her thumb to press the shoulder of miss Alika. The other fingers also sometimes move. The face of the oriental woman who was massaged seemed to show satisfaction.

"Enough!"

A confidant immediately entered, approached and whispered something to miss Alika.

"You get to work tonight, I'm giving you the confidence to massage our VVIP customers. Don't disappoint him if he's satisfied. Starting tomorrow, in addition to work you will also get special training from Shiatsu experts from Japan directly. You must be very skilled if you do not want to be a plus-plus Therapist. That's why you also have to learn. How's it?" ask miss Alika.

Gendis turned to Surti, just wanting to ask for his opinion and consideration. For college, Gendis will ignore and take care of temporary leave. But serving VVIP customers on the first day of work. It certainly made him very insecure.

Miss Alika handed me a photo on her cell phone. "This is the customer you're going to serve."

Gendis extended her legs back, covering her gaping mouth with one hand.

'Gosh, why is the world so narrow, ' her inner self.