XELALFAREL

In trap.

A handsome man was looking at a photo on his smartphone. His name was Alfarel, he looked at a photo of a beautiful girl who was about 17 years old.

From the look in his eyes, the man stared at the photo on the smartphone with glee.

Alfarel's short, ponyy hair covered his eyes repeatedly by a gentle breeze. He was currently on the balcony of a room on the second floor while his blue eyes were looking down.

As soon as he kept the smartphone in his pocket, both palms covered his face and ended up shuffling his hair.

Why is it so painful to lose someone. I can't take it, Alika, Alika, Alika. Brother can't believe that you left brother so soon. Brother promises to avenge the man, brother will avenge Marco, brother promises to kill him if one day brother finds him.

After exclaiming in the heart the hands of the handsome 20-year-old man clenched hard. Who is the woman in the photo?

'TOK'

'TOK'

'TOK'

The mess of the man's heart was sidetracked by the knock of the door which made him immediately change his facial water.

"Come in, not in the key."

Within seconds the door opened and showed a handsome man wearing an apron, guessing he was Alfarel's assistant.

"Sorry Al, bang Al hasn't eaten since this morning. Bang Al wants to eat what, I will cook what bang Al wants this afternoon. If you don't eat, I'm sure Al's gonna get sick."

With his gemoy movements, the aprous man spoke politely.

Alfarel glanced slightly with his eyes which showed he was not doing well at the moment.

"I'll eat out, Dafi. You better cook for yourself."

While saying so Alfarel moved open his closet and took a black leather jacket and used a jacket that fits perfectly on his body.

"Good bang Al."

The man who used the apron was named Dafi. Dafi had a handsome face, unfortunately he looked Feminine.

"Oh yeah don't forget Daf, if I haven't come home past nine in the night. Soon to follow."

Al said before his footsteps came out of his mansion.

Dafi tilted her face with a frowning forehead.

"Where is Bang Al going?"

"I went to the Rose Room."

After saying that short sentence, Alfarel did not want to linger standing in place, he immediately walked towards his car. Somehow Dafi even gawked and stood on the spot while his mouth was gaping.

Elsewhere, Xela arrived at the address Ghea had given her. The girl looked at the non-rise luxurious building before her. There is a little curiosity, the building is like a cafe but in the clear view a lot of mini lights installed on the wall in the form of love and there reads Rose Room Fun Place

ROSE ROOM, what is this place. Pretty good, I've never been here this whole time. Hopefully this is a place to sell coffee, I am quite good at making coffee.

A faint smile graced his face accompanied by his slowly entering steps.

The girl was astonished to see here and there, many adult women who wear skimpy clothes with tiered men who each sit in pairs.

What place is this. Maybe this is a special place for rich people. I wish I was lucky to have a lot of money.

"Xela."

Greet someone from the corner of the room, the person Xela knew and who invited her to meet, who else if not Ghea.

Ghea's smile that initially adorned a beautiful face with a thin makeup is now fading after her eyes look at the appearance of her best friend, Ghea.

"Ghea. Kok Lo really sexy, sawan know not." said Xela who had sat opposite Ghea. Xela noticed the appearance of Ghea from top to bottom, the legs protected by high heels were yellow gold and the tight minimum clothes were shiny yellow gold, moreover, the slightly open chest part made Xela feel very uncomfortable. The suspicions he felt were growing, lest this place of work of the people be untrue.

Suddenly Xela was agitated, her round eyes watching two adult men and women entering the room.

"Xela. If we don't dress like this, we won't get any money. You also have to change clothes." said Ghea with a bitter smile look at Xela's appearance.

"What's? nope. Remember Ghea you have chosen a lost path." Xela spoke while locking her chest with her hands crossed, her hands crossed holding her shoulders. He does not want to look sexy like Ghea, according to him it is a social storage, he is still in High School and his teacher never taught that indecent thing.

Xela turned around to leave the room quite beautiful in sight leaving Ghea.

"Om, that's the girl I mean. Take her." Take her."

Xela turned her head to Ghea's words, Ghea called the tieless man who was about 40 years old and above who approached Ghea at the same time.

Unexpectedly after Ghea said so, the man who was thought to be a solid-bodied striped nose finally walked quickly towards Xela who was still fixated on the spot, he was confused so that the striped nose man managed to grip Xela's hand tightly.

"Take me off, let go!"

Xela rebelled violently.

"Please help me."

Xela was already crying in fear but the people around were blind and deaf, they were busy making out for the couples and for those who were not, they were as if deaf did not listen to the sound of Xela's cry.

And Ghea, Ghea smiled cynically and was content to see her best friend dragged into a room.

"Ghea help me. My best friend does this." Xela said so while holding her hand to the doorknob while her entire body had managed to enter a room that looked luxurious.

Ghea did not care, Ghea smiled cynically watching Xela's suffering.

'BRAKK'S'

"Akkh"

The door of the room had been successfully closed by the striped-nose man. Xela saw the man turn the door lock, got up to grab the key and turned it back to get out, but it was too late. The man's movements were faster, Xela who had managed to get closer and insisted on snatching the door lock from the hands of the striped man. But his strength was lost far, even for insisting against that strapping man, his hands clutched back and the man slammed Xela's body into a large mattress that was neatly installed in the room.

Oh no I'm framed, help me God.

The man looked at himself from afar.

"You're so pretty. You must be a new worker, have fun with me."

The man disrespectfully poked Xela's chin.

'PLAQUE'

Feeling threatened and harassed, Xela slapped the old man.

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