70 Pain like mine...

The Man in front of her started crying, sobbing, sad enough to arouse her grief.

Reeya had seen several people crying, wailing, even mourning all her life due to her profession but for the first time in her life, a man's tears burned her.

Maybe because his pain was similar to hers!

Maybe it was because she didn't cry!

Her boyfriend who was with her for almost 5 years, already had a family in Europe.

A Wife and a 6-year old kid!

"Marriage is just a formality for me. I never loved my wife. I only love you." He said to her.

"Don't make me a cheap woman destroying someone's house." she dumped him. Technically she was already dumped from the beginning of the relationship. A third person.

His family was based in Europe. He was here for his studies and then a job. Together since college, she had absolute faith in this man. She never believed when she heard the rumors of his wife. 'His competitors are jealous of his achievements.' she defended him.

Only when the kid came to her with his mom did she believe the fact that was known to most. The woman slammed her for destroying her home, begging her to leave him, all the time letting a bewildered Reeya resemble a sinner.

Leaving her grief aside she starred at the man. ' How can you cry so easily while no tears appear in my eyes even when I try so hard? '

Dragging this drunk heavy man to a nearby cheap hotel, she sighed.

"Baby. Tell me.." he cried softly. Ducking him in the sheets, she patted his head. She wondered what the man has gone through. 'Is your pain really like mine?'

She was drunk too but had enough sense to sleep on the sofa gazing the restless man. Soon sleep took over.

Welcoming the morning sun through the windows, they looked at each other. Reeya was standing beside the opened window.

"Morning." she smiled.

"Morning."

"The sun is beautiful," he said. The sunrays spilled over her figure making it more radiant. Her red hair now shined in the dim sun as fire. Her voice still so soft and delicate.

"How are you?" Reeya asked.

"Good. You?"

"Oh, okay," she said.

"Should we leave..." He was sensing the awkward atmosphere between them. Though nothing happened last night, a man and a woman especially strangers still spent a night together in a room.

Suddenly Reeya came to him: "We are going to go back like that without even a kiss." She tiptoed and peeked his lips.

He felt an unknown attraction, steeping to her he pulled her to a kiss. Licking her lips the kiss got deep.

Clothes faded. Fell on her feet. Lifting her up to the bed they continued.

In a bright light, a cheerful laughter was heard. The laughter so cheerful as there was never any pain in the world. It seemed as if withered flowers were blooming again.

Sex... It wasn't of love. Wasn't of pain. Wasn't also of mere lust.

Just an unknown sense of similarity and attraction...

A one night stand perhaps...

They didn't exchange each other's contact.

Didn't know anything about the other.

Didn't know the story of other.

Didn't even know each other's name.

Taking other simply as a passerby in life, they left the hotel.