Gita Dusk Geetruida
Room 103

Uneasily. Agastya's body went back and forth unsettled in the soft bed belonging to the Evergreen guesthouse. It was not that he could not wait to vent his desire for maleness, restraint and self-control, it was common for an Agastya. More nights he spent with longing and cold than warm nights with his wife. While this was only 1 night, why did Agastya seem unable to wait for the night to change quickly in the morning?

Agastya was busy imagining what happened tomorrow morning. Is it true that Arrabella who is hailed Latif and his friends as the top ladies of Evergreen is Aya, his wife?

If it's true, what should he do?

Make love and pay for his love for a bad girl like any other jerk? Doesn't that sound miris .. fuck your own wife and pay later? Jesus ... Why does life have to be this sad?

But if it wasn't Arrabella, where else would he have to find his wife, when else could he meet the woman who owned his heart?

Ah ... tired of monologuing alone, Agastya finally tired and fell fast, again just friends lonely and cold night.

***

The next day. After morning prayers and self-cleaning Agastya opened the window of her room. The cold morning caressed the handsome face of the man. His body was sturdy and gallant, but he was unable to fight against destiny. He can only follow where the flow of life brings his foot to the Khalik. Really, he was just a helpless man.

However, as a husband he has the right to be angry if Arrabella in question is Aya, his wife. Almost 4 years of living like a widower, praying that God would take care of his wife and reunite them, can he consider that as something natural?

Geck, tok.

Agastya rushed to open the door of her room.

"Breakfast, sir," an attendant entered Agastya's room carrying a plate of fried rice, a glass of warm tea and mineral water.

"Thank you, just put it there" replied Agastya.

Yeah, he better fill his belly. It needs energy to face the reality ahead.

Again Agastya stared at the outside view from the window frame. Green, beautiful and soothing, until he did not realize that someone entered his room until the soft hand wrapped around his stomach.

"Hi, I heard you just want to be with me," the voice of the owner of the hand sounded smooth and spoiled.

Agastya closed her eyes. That voice ... right, that voice that he had longed for. The warm crack from behind was what he used to receive when they were still together first .. but immediately Agastya felt annoyed when he realized, that voice, that hand, that, and the body that was clinging to his body, was no longer just his.

Slowly Agastya held the woman's soft hand and turned around.

"Of course, I don't even mind waiting and paying dearly to be with you .. again," Agastya said with a sharp look.

"Mas Aga?" Pekik.

The woman let go of her hand, stared for a moment at Agastya's bead and lowered her head. Slowly he moved towards the cot, threw his butt on the side of the bed and sobbed.

"Why are you crying? Which of my words offended you?" Agastya was still in his original position, turning his back to the window.

"I'm sorry mas Aga" whispered the woman.

"It turns out you still recognize me," Agastya smiled obliquely.

"How can I forget my son?" Said Aya softly in her tears.

"Me, brother? Don't you have a lot of men? Hah, even every day and night, you are free to sleep with a lot of men."

"Mas, don't talk about it. We are still husband and wife."

"Thank God that you still remember our status," said Agastya coldly still in his original position.

"Yes, I know. By the way .. I do not pay expensive women just to chat let alone hear complaints," said Agastya.

Aya wiped her tears and looked up towards Agastya.

"What would you like?"

"Are you just like this with those guys? I heard your name is famous as ladies evergreen .. because of your hot service, your good massage, your sighs that are able to paralyze the might of any man. Huh, it's just like this."

"What do you mean, mas?" She was a little offended to hear the unpleasant words from her husband. She was indeed a paid woman, but abstinence from being humiliated let alone being dropped even lower her pride, being a comforting woman was not her own desire.

"You really don't miss this amateur guy of yours, Aya?" Agastya spread out her hands, Aya stood up, ran and hugged Agastya.

For quite a while, the two husbands and wives dissolved in heartbreaking tears.

"I'm still kosher for you, do whatever you want" Aya said after her tears receded.

"Without halal status, with just 100 or 300 rupiahs I can fuck you, right?" Agastya said with her cynical tone.

"Mas, I had to do this. I was kidnapped then framed me-"

"But you enjoy this sweet trap, right? The proof, your name became famous as ladies evergreen," Agastya cut.

"Yes, I deliberately did it all so that I could be paid dearly .. so that I could get out of here soon, mas."

"How much do they ask?"

"1 million rupiah, that's if Irene and Arata are consequent."

"You mean?"

Aya also expressed her disappointment at the distribution of profits that were not in accordance with the payments she received. Every day, both day and night, Aya is able to serve up to 6 men, but only given money at most 100 rupiah or 10,000 cents per day. Though Aya knew, since long Irene pegged 100 rupiah for shot time and 300 rupiah for long time per person she serves, but that's how Irene. The cunning woman, there is only her wits so there is something that Aya has to pay to her, just for the sake of tying Aya to the Evergreen guesthouse.

"I won't touch you, before we get married officially, legally and religiously and stately, '" Agastya broke up who was conscious of not having 1 document as proof that they were an official couple.

"But how, we don't have an identity."

"Give it to me, or you'll try something else."

"What's that?"

"Smurder from here."

Aya shook her head, then slowly undressed and turned her back to Agastya.

"Look, it's a whip scar because I've escaped from here but it's been rediscovered" Aya said.

Agastya buttoned back Aya's clothes and hugged the body of the woman who was still his wife.

"I promise I'll get you out of here and restore your honor. Please have a little more patience, "please Agastya.

Not that he was not interested in making love with Aya, but Agastya just wanted to make Aya just his and not want to share with any man again, although again he had to be heartened to face the reality 'be patient a little more' indirectly stated that he gave his wife permission to continue his duties as Evergreen ladies while he was able to take care of everything.