My Beautiful Bartender
Rosella Raharjeng pov

My name is Rosella Raharjeng, commonly called rose by everyone. . I work at night and just before the morning comes home, you do not think about anything.

my profession is a bartender, not a comfort woman . . . Although many people out there say that is stupid, they don't know the truth either.

tonight as usual I went to the bar and rushed to use my favorite apron, a brown apron that always stuck right in my body.

I tied my long-hair horse, because it was the rules of this bar...

I'm lucky to work in one of the biggest bars in town, it's been 3 years I've been doing my job as a bartender, and I love this job so much. . .

when I had to brew a beer and put ice in it, I don't know why I felt there was satisfaction.

"hi Rosella, I miss you" the short-haired woman told me

"cih I hate your sweet mouth is mi" I asked him, yes. mimi all who work here do call him that when you think about his age is not so far from me.

mimi's job is organizing the comfort women in this bar, I don't even know what the proper designations for the job are. all I know is she's been so good to me I don't want to know anything else.

"want to drink?" bargain with him

"no. . Rose is not the peak" said Mimi, who then went to the wealthy businessmen who were in need of entertainment there.

the loud music and the dim lights like her are friendly with me..

the bar table here is so long but I'm the prettiest because I'm the only female bartender here.

don't you think no one ever teased me, even almost every night the rich people bid me for a pretty high price.

I'm not a rich person actually, but since I worked here all my needs are fulfilled even more for me and my mother who settled in my hometown.

not wanting to be arrogant but many other bars who bid me to be a bartender with a fairly high price because I am quite famous, because of my ability of course. . .

but I think my salary here has exceeded enough and I am comfortable working here , haha actually I am the highest paid bartender here . . . I often serve VVIP customers, they were satisfied with the drink I was serving...

drrttgggg...

my phone vibrated and I smiled looking at it, there was a message from my girlfriend...

baby, I'll pick you up later...

from your beloved girlfriend...

"cih. .why is it always this sweet" I murmured

her name is max, I've been dating her for almost a year. A few months ago I introduced her to my mother, but my mother rejected max raw.

my mom doesn't like max's job, as a tattooist especially her body is filled with tattoos that make my mom even sicker, but it doesn't matter to me that she looks sexy..

oh yes there is one more reason why my mother does not like my boyfriend because he is younger than me I am 23 years old and max 21 years old, very young is not what makes my mother hate him even more.

my mother wanted me to marry a man who was more mature than me so she could protect me, that's the reason that always appeared in my mother's lips. . .

haha getting married. . I don't have any thoughts of getting married yet, but my mother always insisted.so I always threatened to marry only max.