Chương 79: I Think Red Is Tacky
Geana Rental House
The night came quickly, at this time in the room there was the busy activity of two women getting ready with makeup and clothes.
Geana looks like she is putting powder on her face, unlike Gretta, who combs her hair until it's neatly dangling.
"So, what did you do until the afternoon at Chiko's apartment?" asked Geana idly, remembering the messy state of the young woman, who was allowed to take care of her identity with her friend.
Gretta paused for a moment from the combing event, thinking about Chiko's game which turned out to be enough to make her learn a lot.
Yes, who would have thought if the man turned out to be more pro than the uncle who hired her last night.
And she took a lot of lessons in every beat that was given by Chiko without pause.
In fact, the sweat that blended with her at that time had a distinctive smell.
"Well, we didn't do anything at all in the apartment. We'll just talk about identity until it's over, that's all," Gretta lied and Geana, who overheard it, snorted.
"Like I believed it."
Unexpectedly Geana's sneering answer made Gretta laugh happily. Yes, Gretta also knew how Geana would believe what she just said.
"If you don't believe me, why? Ask," Gretta said between laughs.
"I just want a clear answer, if necessary, with detailed descriptions of the scene. That's what I want," said Geana, looking at Gretta with a mischievous grin.
Gretta snorted hearing that, too lazy to repeat a scene with detailed stories as the medium. Especially when you see Geana's enthusiastic expression like this.
"I don't want to, you'll be horny," said Gretta without realizing she had opened her own card.
"What! Does that mean you're right- wah-ha-ha...."
Geana laughed when she saw the blue eyes glared at her in surprise.
God, why is it so easy to tease Gretta. She even only guessed one word of the utterance and could tell what to do next.
"No need to be told, I already know what and how the next scene will be without being explained," said Geana, still laughing happily.
"That's right, you don't need to be explained because you've already connected to where and where for each incident," Gretta pouted, continuing the combining program. "You itch," she continued, grumbling.
Geana wasn't angry with Gretta's grunts. Instead, she laughed even more and stopped only to brush her lips with brick red lipstick.
Then Gretta, deciding to end the brushing, turned to the dresser and put it where it belonged.
"When this debt is over, let's move to a bigger place and have our own room and each with its own bathroom. How about it?"
Gretta stood behind Geana who stopped from applying lipstick, then turned around with her hands around her neck.
Geana gave her a small smile, then applied the lipstick to her rose-colored lips without the need for a light polish.
"After the debt is paid off, we will move, if that's what you want, I can only follow wherever you want my Dear," Geana muttered after finishing.
She looked satisfied at those full lips, looking more challenging with the nude color of the eyelids that she added.
"It's over, tonight you will be the best," she added, smiling happily.
Gretta also smiled hearing that, not only the beautiful part but the one that would be with her everywhere. That was an important point for her..
"That's right, after we finish this debt we leave this neighborhood and live a better life. We have to live and be at the top of an apartment, it can't be in a low place anymore, understand?" said Gretta affirmed.
Geana nodded in understanding, then took it for granted when Gretta took over the lipstick and instead polished her lips in a graceful motion.
"I used to think red was too bold and tacky, but I was wrong, red is sexy and passionate," Gretta muttered and smiled with satisfaction when her friend's tiny lips were finished.
"You are wrong, red is not only bold and tacky, Nanda. But, red covers our weaknesses from the world. When you are sick and need to stay fresh in the eyes of people, red lipstick can hide our situation from them," said Geana with her perspective. .
"Yeah, I see and I'm friends with that color by now," Gretta said, pulling her back straight again.
"We have to try other colors too, all colors because after this our lives will be much more colorful," said Geana, turning to face the mirror and tidying up the makeup tools she used again.
"That's right! I used to wear lipstick a lot in college, when I tried red, I liked it immediately," Gretta said, starting to tell the story.
And then, these two women who are preparing to talk a lot about women's problems and stuff. Until finally the time for work came and the two decided to leave, walking with a chat that did not break at all.
***
Club Red Rose. city M
It took 20 minutes to get to the Club where they work.
Now, the two young women were already in the room with stomping music.
This bustling atmosphere with a sea of people swaying to the beat is another workplace for women like Gretta and Geana.
Accompany a group of men who sit in groups or individually, who have been targeted even by the customers they usually accompany.
In front of the counter itself is the main character, sitting drinking with Geana pointing at a few people blindly, as well as the whispers of the neighbors which only they can hear.
"See! That can also be done, but I personally prefer it when approached, so we know that the person wants us," said Geana as she took a sip of the alcohol in her glass.
Ordinary alcohol, because the drink is not borne by the aunt who is the boss. Therefore, when a VIP guest is served, she can drink until she is satisfied and for free.
Gretta nodded understandingly, then took a sip of the cheap alcohol she'd never had before.
"I see, but what if no one is interested?" Gretta asked idly.
"No way, there must be if we let them approach us like this time."
Geana immediately stopped her words when a man approached her seat. She could also see another man, whom she recognized as Henry, walking with a straight look at her friend, Gretta.
She nudged Gretta's arm, whispering something with the woman with the golden hair following her gaze.
"This customer, it seems."
Gretta of course immediately put on a sweet smile, waiting for the man who finally arrived and squeezed her body without further ado.
Grip!
"Good night Honey, how about tonight at my private place. You'll love the view over there," whispered the man—Henry with a seductive smile, not to mention his hands that were now on Gretta's back, which this time was closed.
Yes, yesterday she was wearing a backless dress, tonight she is wearing a sleeveless dress with a high neckline.
"Sure, what about the fee?"
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