One Night Stand With Mr. Z
Episode 01's

“Ah... You are indeed the best, Jerry,” sound des*han from hotel room number 69.

“Basic guy br*ngs*k,” a beautiful woman suddenly barged into the room and caught her lover sharing a sweat with another woman. He got a message from an unknown number saying that his girlfriend was with another woman in room number 69, he even got a package delivery containing the room key.

“Scarlet, lucky you've seen it. Alice and I liked each other, she was more able to give me what I wanted. Warmth, matter and even standing, Alice could give it all away so easily as the daughter of a Mayor. Since you've seen it, then mayu we break up.” Jerry who was caught by his lover instead of feeling guilty, he instead said the word break up to Scarlet.

Plaakkkp...

A slap landed on Jerry's handsome face, leaving the man and Alice shocked.

“You.” Jerry stared intently at Scarlet with an angry look, all this time no woman dared to slap her.

“What!” scarlet screeched with sharp eyes looking at Jerry. “You want to reply me?” he asked full of anger, his chest was so claustrophobic as it held back his anger.

“Basic guy br*ngs*k, until anytime you won't be able to touch me. Remember, I'm Scarlet Rose who dumped br*ngs*k men like you, not you who dumped me.”

After saying so, Scaelet left her ex-boyfriend who was still rubbing her cheek that was heated because it was slapped by her. Scarlet walks to the hotel's bar to calm her heart, which has been crushed by her lover's betrayal.

“Give me a glass of champagne, or not a bottle,” Scarlet pint on a tender bar.

“You can be unconscious if you drink up to one bottle, Miss,” said the tender bar while giving a glass of champagne requested by Scarlet.

“Leave it, that way I can fall asleep peacefully and not feel the pain in this heart that is so piercing,” said Scarlet, he did not immediately drink the drink, his index finger dancing on the lip of the glass, and the, his left hand refuted his head and his face looked so pitiful.

“Are you heartbroken by breaking up, Miss?” ask the tender bar who was wiping the glass.

“I wasn't dumped by him, but I dumped br*ngs*k's man.” Scarlet drank her drink in one gulp. “Give me another glass,” he continued asking that the tender bar fill his empty glass.

“You can get drunk quickly if you drink it like that, Miss,” said the tender bar reminded.

“I don't care, all I want right now is to calm my broken heart.” Scarlet went back to drinking her drink that had just been filled, only two glasses but Scarlet's head already felt very dizzy and her body felt so light.

“Why all the men in the world are so br*ngs*k. They just want satisfaction in bed and position. If not given, then the woman will be the victim of his affair with the reason can not satisfy him.” Scarlet continued to babble, she had already started to lose consciousness as a result of the two glasses of champagne she drank directly.

“Not all men are like you said, I don't belong to the category of men you mentioned,” said a man who had just come and sat next to Scarlet.

Scarlet turned her head to the man and looked at him with her eyes narrowed.

“Who are you?” ask Scarlet. “I don't care about you, don't bother me,” he continued ketus on a foreign man he did not know.

“Give me as usual,” pinta the man on the tender bar, he did not pubris Scarlet greeting.

“Hey, give me another glass,” Scarlet's pint is upset about being ignored.

“This is your drink, Mr. Z. A glass of Brandy Cognac cold.” The tender bar gave him a glass of the drink that the man he called Mr. Z it.

“Sorry, Miss. You started getting drunk earlier. Better you go home and rest before there is a striped man who takes advantage of the opportunity on you,” said the bar tender apologized and advised Scarlet to go home.

“Whispering, you don't advise me. Do you know what I'm feeling right now? You won't understand this pain, you won't know what it's like to see your own lover mixing with another woman,” Scarlet snapped, but a split second later he put on his own face and put his head on the table.

“She said she said I couldn't give her what she wanted. I can't give satisfaction in bed, I can't give him the position he wants.” Scarlet lifted her head, her chin she put on the table.

“What makes me even more incredulous is, the woman he slept with turned out to be the eldest daughter of our Mayor, Alice Bagaskara,” his screech with a face back upset because he remembered what he saw earlier.

Scarlet continued to ramble while spilling out the vexation in her heart. The woman who is usually soft and spoiled, now looks sad because cheated by her lover. The man called Mr. Z was just quietly enjoying his drink while listening to Scarlet's grievance.

‘Women are strange, but unique,’ thought Mr. Z.

Scarlet got up from her seat, leaving the bar after putting some money on the table to pay for her drink.

“Do I need to call a taxi, Miss?” the tender bar asked worried for Scarlet.

“No need, let me drive him home.” Mr. Z immediately rose up to smash Scarlet.

“Hey, don't touch me okay. I've dumped you, so don't expect to come back to me again,” Scarlet refused, thinking she'd be his ex-lover.

“I'm not your ex br*ngs*, I just want to help you and take you home,” said Mr. Z, but suddenly...

Huueeekkk...

Scarlet puked right about the suit Mr. wore. Z. The bar tender who saw that was shocked.

“Let me take care of this woman, Mr. Z.”

“Not necessary, let me. After all just vomit in a suit only, washable.”

The tender bar ran and was about to take over Scarlet, but Mr. Z refused him and took off his suit and threw him in the trash. The man took her out of the bar to the hotel room she used to use.

The hotel room, Mr. Z lay Scarlet on a king-size bed. The beautiful woman continued to squirm and babble, no matter what she was harassing.

“Raka, bring my clothes to the usual hotel room,” pinta Mr. Z on someone named Raka across there.

Mr. Z rushed to the bathroom to clean his body. Before long, a man who might be Raka came with a paper bag containing the clothes requested by his Boss. He was surprised to see Scarlet still babbling and occasionally crying over the bedroom bed that his Boss used to use.

“Who is this woman?” muttering Raka walked up to Scarlet, she noticed him up close. Suddenly, though...

“Ah! No Miss, I'm still a virgin.”