Hay guys ... I want to write story love story story, I want to show in some posts so that it is finished.
In the story content has little adult elements, so I beg the reader to be wise in responding yes ....
Happy reading .. !!
.... The eyes were closed ,, felt the tired that whacked her body. That day he had a lot of work to do. Little time he benefit to rest from the routine that accumulate. The eyelashes were lined beautifully adorned his closed eyes. Beautiful face with white skin ,, without sweeping makeup looks plain and simple.
"Shanaya .... Shanayaaaa .. wake up ,,, hey let's wake up"
a woman her age woke up.
The woman seemed to shift slightly while moaning slowly trying to open her eyes. The long gray sofas where it fell asleep seemed to make her not want to move.
"eeuugghh ,,, mitaaa ,,, I'm still sleepy" he said spoiled as he put his head back on the sofa cushions.
"30 more minutes you have to perform .. ready ready there first" mita said little ruled.
"ya ampuun ,, Why time runs so fast once ..."
sighed Shanaya as she got up, sat down and twisted her head that felt heavy
Mita looked at her companion with compassion, she understood how difficult the woman's way of life.
Both his parents died of a plane crash 3 years ago. She lives with her sister who is currently forced to stay in the hospital because of cancer that has reached stage three.
"what are you today become tour guide again ?? you look tired" said mita while examining shanaya matted face.
The island of Bali is a tourist destination in the likes of the tourists. In order to increase his money coffers Shanaya worked as a tour guide. Not always there is a job for him ,, so he took advantage of the opportunity well when his services in need right.
"iyaah ,,, you know yourself right ,, the job is pretty much making money ,, I have to accept it ..... yaaaahh ... even though I'm tired"
said Shanaya with a sigh
Mita smiled as she patted her friend's shoulder, a tap that she hoped to strengthen the beautiful woman.
Shanaya turned and smiled ,, mita is like a brother to her. After the death of his org, his mother and his family were always there for him and became a place to share his grief.
"heeuufhh ,, okay ,, I want ready ready first" said Shanaya with his sweet smile ,, mita reply to him with a smile also
Shanaya stands up from the couch while tying her straight brown hair. She walked to the cafe restroom where she worked. A quite luxurious cafe on the island of Bali. After washing his face and feeling refreshed he returned to the starting place. Employee break place.
She sat facing the mirror on the dressing table in the corner. Mita is not there already, maybe already home. Shanaya make up her little face ,, polish the powder,, eyebrows ,, eyeliner, and a little lipstick on her lips, dark brown eye shadow on thin polish in her eyes, a little blush makes her look more perfect.
The woman walked to the cafe area. Long hair that let it decompose seemed to be fluttering following the pounding of his footsteps.
Tonight she appeared a little graceful and feminine with a black knee-length dress, black, high heels supporting her foot ladder.
His ordinary he appeared casual with pants and shirts or shirts ,, but because the cafe asked him to look like that he followed for the job.
Shanaya climbed onto the corner of the cafe which was arranged in a classic style. The music players have been waiting for him.
The guests seemed to notice his presence ,, even some of them seemed to whistle as Shanaya greeted.
Her charm is inevitable, even though the make-up on her face is just her level, but it's enough to make her so interesting.
The woman started singing to the music. Her soft voice filled the cafe room.
Well .... Shanaya is a 23 year old woman who works as a cafe singer.
Early on he applied as a waitress, but shortly after that the cafe owner offered him a singer stays there because of his melodious voice.
His initial Shanaya refused ,,, he knew very well his risks ,, would be many men's eyes who glanced at him while he was there. Even the men did not hesitate to tease her and try to bid herself to accompany them personally.