Gita Dusk Geetruida
Meet Irene

Agastya the man who was firm in his stance, apparently the upbringing of Mr. Takeshi stuck well in his heart. Being separated from his nearly 4-year-old wife did not make his faith waver. He believed that while he was guarding himself from all kinds of temptations, his wife Aya who was somewhere was struggling to keep herself as well as he did. Agastya was sure that God would bring them together someday.

Many times Agastya could only laugh a little when she heard Latif and other friends share her experience of having fun with women at Evergreen House.

"Bang Latif won a lot and was able to fuck the top ladies at Evergreen's guesthouse" chirped one of the workers.

"Haha, the pay is very expensive but very in accordance with the satisfaction I get," Latif said with their laughter.

"Next time we stop by that guesthouse again yeah, bang. I'm curious about the ladies who accompanied you last night."

"May, but you have to work even harder so as not to get stuck because of those ladies" Latif said.

"No problem, right for the sake of being able to be happy like a brother .. so there are no more unemployed ladies and brothers who do not want to replace, so last night I got the same mami they. Beautiful, service is also ok but still less hot than the ladies, who the hell bang his name?"

"Irene?"

"No, if Irene was the mami-mami, the noni Dutch was the bang, which she said ladies of Evergreen pride," the worker said.

"Ooh that, because I also had time to makai Irene also before the same Dutch noni. Aaa, what's his name? Ah, yes ... Arrabella," said Latif who suddenly made Agastya's heart tremble.

The irene? The arrabella? Could this be just a coincidence? Inner Agastya.

"Ehm, sorry .. so at the guesthouse, there's a Dutch noni lady named Arrabella?" Agastya who was originally just a listener of the story, finally opened her voice.

"Yes, Ga. Beautiful, smooth, service is hot .. smart mijet again. Anyway really top, bye," Latif replied as if promoting the advantages of women who had slept.

"Is her hair wavy and her eyes hazelnut-colored like her hair too?" Guess Agastya.

One side he is happy if it is Aya, his wife but the other side of his heart hopes the woman in question is not his Aya.

"Yes Ga, why? Do you know that woman?" Ask Latif.

"Not knowing either. But her name and also her features are what look like my kidnapped wife, huh?" Agastya Mummings.

"Ah time, is your wife noni Dutch?"

"Yes. Her father is Dutch and her mother is native Javanese. Um, can I not come to work? I want to make sure,"

"Haha .. You say you want to have fun. Therefore, if invited refreshing do not need to be holy pretentious. The woman's touch is a primary need, I understand that."

"Well, I don't want to have fun, but ..."

"Ah, no more ... than you are curious and our boat mumpung is not far from the port, alright." Latif then told the ship's captain to turn the bow, returning to the previous port.

"What was the name of the woman, bang? Tanya Latif before jumping into the harbor.

"Evergreens. Alright Aga, welcome off miss, haha," chanted bang Latif from the ship, waving his hand.

***

Evergreen Guesthouse.

Now the steps of Agastya stopped right in front of the fence of the solid building. At first glance it does not seem that the house provides plus-plus services, because from the front, the guesthouse describes a comfortable place to rest.

Agastya sighed, hoping that her heart would be strong in the face of whatever was going on ahead. His steps were steady towards the receptionist, ordering a room.

"Away alone, sir?" Ask the receptionist girl.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Oh, can. Please arrange yes, ma'am," replied Agastya.

"Good, sir. Later at 4 o'clock you just come to the bar on the 2nd floor," the girl's message while giving room keys to Agastya and pointing at the intended loby.

Not long after came another officer who drove Agastya to his resting room.

Brucks. Agastya threw her body on the soft mattress. He glanced at the wall clock that adorned the walls of the room, at 3:30. Ah, still 30 minutes away, Agastya then got up to clean himself up and prepared to go to the bar on the 2nd floor.

Exactly at 4 pm, Agastya was already at the bar that the receptionist was referring to. Agastya chose a chair in the corner, ordered black coffee and a few snacks.

"Alone, mas?" Greet a beautiful woman to Agastya.

"Uhuk," Agastya choked on seeing the woman who had just greeted him. The woman ... Irene. Right, not wrong anymore, she is Irene the manager of the ianjo where master Takeshi redeemed Aya first, but it seems Irene did not recognize Agastya. Agastya who is now, his body is more stocky and jet than when he was still an assistant master Takeshi, not to mention the mustache and sideburns that allowed him to grow lush adorn his face as well as the long hair that was deliberately tied, he deliberately tied, makes it look much different than it used to be a fat hair.

"Yes, be alone, ma'am," said Agastya after mastering the situation, while displaying his sweet smile.

"Necessary friend? I'm Irene," Irene gave her right hand to Agastya.

"Can. Find the best woman in this guesthouse," Agastya shook Irene's hand without mentioning her name.

"Do you want a local, Indo-Chinese or Indo-Dutch?"

"Hm ... Indo-Dutch only."

"But it's expensive."

"How much?"

"100 rupiah short time and 300 rupiah for long time, from night until night tomorrow again," Irene explained the tariff of her workers.

"Well, no problem. That, the woman who is reportedly the top lady in this guesthouse, right?"

"Yes, her name is Arrabella."

Dhegs! Agastya was surprised when the name of the wife he had been looking for so far, was clearly mentioned, but he still tried to hide his surprised look and disappointment.

"Hm, can you get him to my room now?"

"Well .. if you can't now, someone is using him. Just like I was, how?" Irene offered herself.

"Hm ..." Agastya looked at the beautiful woman before her.

"Short time 50 rupiah aja and now I'm free," lure Irene again while playing one eye.

"Ah, which is noni Dutch is usually, when?"

"Tomorrow morning, mas. It's a long time, same with me, huh? My game is also not less hot with Arrabella," Irene wooed as she grabbed and tried to caress Agastya's fingers.

Agastya kept her hand out of Irene's reach. Really he was disgusted to see the woman's pretentious behavior.

"Sorry, I want Arrabella, ma'am. Tomorrow morning, I wait for her to room 103," said Agastya making Irene pout. Only this time there are guests who refuse his offer just because they want to taste the sweetness of Arrabella's body. Usually the men who failed to get Arrabella, just want to accept the offer Irene which is much cheaper but equally can be satisfying.

"alright. I asked for the conspiracy first yes, mas. As a sign so," Irene said again.

"OKs. It's special for you, beyond the girl's pay. Please arrange for me to be with him tomorrow morning." Agastya gave 100 rupiah to Irene, and that was enough to make Irene cheerful again. How not, tirelessly sweating he got a sizable money from the man who first visited the Evergreen guesthouse.