Love Worth Fighting For

Zwetta came out of the airport with light steps without a burden unlike the other passengers on the plane, they seemed to be in a hurry to walk to the car that had picked her up in front of the airport. Because she doesn’t want to be bothered by Robin, Zwetta chooses not to activate her cell phone first. She still wanted to enjoy her solitude in the city where the air was so clean without being disturbed by Robin or her friends.

Without ordering a taxi, Zwetta walked out of the airport down a street that was still not crowded with vehicles. Zwetta, who only carried a small backpack, walked so calmly without a burden, back in a very beautiful city without carrying a mission to make Zwetta feel so happy.

“The last time I came to this place was four years ago,” Zwetta said quietly, remembering what she had done four years ago while chasing Osbert. “Time really goes by so fast.”

Feeling uncomfortable with sweat, Zwetta then stopped a taxi and asked the driver to go to one of the best hotels in Geneva. Zwetta wanted to freshen up her body first before resuming her adventure in the city which made her come straight away without a second thought.

With a bright smile Zwetta looked at the five-star hotel that stood firmly in front of her, without hesitation Zwetta stepped into this extraordinary hotel. Several guests who were in the lobby looked at Zwetta with disapproval, Zwetta’s very unusual appearance was so damaging to the luxury of the hotel visited by businessmen with thick wallets and their partners. Zwetta, who was used to this kind of treatment, seemed so calm, with the amount of money on her two best cards at the moment, Zwetta was able to stay for more than a year in the most luxurious room in the hotel. The salary that Robin gave her was still so much saved in her savings and Zwetta very rarely used it.

“Excuse me, Miss.” A man in neat clothes rebuked Zwetta who was standing not far from the reception desk.

Zwetta, who was looking at the wall hangings not far from where she was standing, immediately turned to the source of the sound. “Yes.”

“Can I help you, Miss?”

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Zwetta frowned, she felt so disturbed by the question of the man who was one step in front of her. “Help?”

“Yes, is there anything I can help you with?” The hotel clerk again asked Zwetta the same question, although his lips curved into a smile but the look in his eyes looked so unfriendly and Zwetta could see it very well.

Instead of answering the question given to her, Zwetta turned her gaze to look around. With her sharp eyes that have been trained Zwetta finally realized that if she was currently the center of attention of several guests who were standing not far from her, Zwetta’s appearance was actually quite worth seeing. It’s just that, because her clothes are so casual and not the same as the other female guests, Zwetta looks so strange in their eyes.

Because she was too lazy to argue, Zwetta then took out her wallet from her backpack. Without opening her mouth Zwetta showed a credit card without a limit given by Robin that Zwetta rarely used. Zwetta, who has the principle of buying without debt, actually prefers to use a debit card in her wallet, but now the black American Express Centurion Card has a bigger impact. As a result, Zwetta showed it to the hotel clerk in front of her.

“Is this card enough to qualify me to be able to stay at this hotel?” Zwetta asked sarcastically.

The hotel clerk’s face immediately paled when he saw the card Zwetta showed him, having managed to control himself. The hotel clerk immediately took Zwetta to the exclusive waiting room, Zwetta, who was too lazy to argue, chose to follow the hotel clerk’s invitation without continuing her offence. Zwetta chose to make peace because she didn’t want to disturb her fun vacation.

It didn’t take long, Zwetta room reservations were processed so quickly. Robin’s credit card was really very useful.

“Your key room, Miss,” said a beautiful receptionist so professionally.

“Thank you,” Zwetta answered quickly, as quickly as her hand reached for the key that was in the hands of the beautiful receptionist in front of her.

“We apologize for the inconvenience, Miss,” said the receptionist again regretfully, she looked so guilty. Even though it was actually her co-worker who was at fault, when she saw the job listed on Zwetta’s identity, the receptionist felt so ashamed of Zwetta who turned out to be a professional pilot. A fake job that must have been arranged so well by Robin who has great ability for it.

Zwetta smiled. “It’s ok, I’m also not mad at your friend earlier. I think what he did was quite right.”

“Once again we apologize, Miss.”

Zwetta waved her hand in the air, rejecting the apology of the beautiful girl in front of her again. “Let’s not talk about it anymore.”

“But...”

“I’m going to my room now, please back to work and good afternoon.” Zwetta, who was lazy to argue, immediately ended their conversation by immediately saying goodbye to go to the room.

Without looking back, Zwetta then rushed to the elevator to go up to her room. Being on the plane for more than eight hours made her want to take a warm bath right now, imagining how comfortable it would be to be in the bathtub made Zwetta even more impatient to get to her room.

The hotel clerk who had previously been disrespectful to Zwetta immediately bowed his head deeply as soon as he saw Zwetta enter the elevator, even though Zwetta didn’t see his presence, the hotel clerk still felt so uncomfortable. His guilt was too great for thinking someone like Zwetta couldn’t afford to stay at the hotel where he worked. Several other guests who previously looked down on Zwetta couldn’t help but be silent when they saw the girl in inappropriate clothes getting special service from the hotel. All of them today really learned such a big lesson.

Arriving at the room, Zwetta immediately rushed to the bathroom. The thought of the sensation of soaking in the warm water really made Zwetta impatient, but as soon as she passed a large glass in the bathroom Zwetta stopped her steps. Zwetta stared at her naked body without blinking in the mirror.

“Mrs. Brownie said the reason for saying I already had a child from my breast,” Zwetta said softly while feeling her breasts. “Aren’t all women’s breasts like this, huh? Then why did Mrs. Brownie say that my breasts look like the breasts of a woman with a baby?”

The sentence that Mrs. Brownie said yesterday replayed like a reel of film in Zwetta’s head, because she was so curious Zwetta then touched her nipples and pressed hard to make sure she had breast milk or not. Even though she was sure that what Mrs. Brownie said was not true, Zwetta still confirmed it herself. It was the only way she could do right now to answer her curiosity.

“Stupid Zwetta, of course you don’t have breast milk!” Zwetta screamed loudly cursing herself so she couldn’t find any liquid coming out of her breasts. “You’ve never made love, how can you have a baby! You idiot!”