Josh didn't answer, instead, his body swayed to the ear-piercing beat of the music.
Ervin took an empty glass and filled it with a drink bottle on the table in front of him.
"Don't drink too much! I don't want to have to drive you home like when you were drunk," said Josh, still rocking.
"I won't get drunk tonight," Ervin replied as he took a sip of his drink.
"Just watch if you get drunk! I'll throw you in the river!!" Josh said as he threw the peanut shell at Ervin's body.
Ervin only responded with a smile. His gaze ahead saw people swaying to the deafening rhythm of the music.
"That's Thomas just arrived!" Josh's hand pointed to the person who had just arrived wearing a black leather jacket.
Ervin saw Thomas and immediately waved his hand. "Here!" Ervin shouted.
Thomas immediately walked over to where Josh and Ervin were sitting. "You've been here long?" He asked as he sat down.
"Not yet, he's the old one," Ervin pointed at Josh. "When I arrived, his body was being groped by women in sexy clothes."
"You playboy!" Thomas said as he poured the drink into the empty glass on the table.
"If I'm a playboy then what are you alone? Change girlfriends once a week just to sleep one night," said Josh throwing peanuts in Thomas's face.
"That's a different story, I did it out of love. Unlike you, every night I sleep with comfort women. If you get sick, then you know how you feel!" Thomas said then took a sip of his drink.
"Don't drink too much! You two always give me trouble when you're drunk!! Don't drink too much!!" Josh moved the water bottle closer to him. "I don't want to be bothered!"
Ervin just kept quiet, not talking to Josh and Thomas. The two of them always argue when they are together.
Josh is the son of a wealthy man, one of the sole heirs to his father's property and hotel business. With the combination of a Dutch father and a Javanese mother, Josh's face was admired by many women but none of the women he had ever dated. Because for him, love is just a lie.
Thomas is also one of the young successful entrepreneurs who has an above-average IQ. Having a mulatto face so it's easy for him to get any woman he wants. One weakness in his life is only fear of cockroaches.
Ervin himself is the CEO of a large company engaged in all fields, from property to automotive, all of which are under his control. His father is a large company owner and bequeathed all his wealth to Ervin who is the only child.
"Ervin!" Call Thomas but those who are called by name don't care at all.
Josh and Thomas looked at each other in surprise that Thomas' call was ignored.
"What is wrong with him?" Thomas asked Josh.
"I don't know, he's been like that since he came," replied Josh who was also watching Ervin.
"Usually when it's like that, he just fought with his wife," said Thomas.
"Usually that's the case. That's why I don't believe in love. Married for reasons of love, can't live without it. All of that is a lie. Still, in the end, they get divorced," said Josh.
"But there are also many who survive to old age and even die because of their love for each other. You just don't know what love is. I swear, one day, you will become love's slaves!"
"No way! Love doesn't exist. Especially if you have to live and live with the same person and see him every day. Isn't that boring?!" Josh asked.
"It's really hard to talk to people who haven't experienced what falling in love is," said Thomas, taking another sip of his alcoholic drink.
The three of them fell silent. Josh rocked his body to the rhythm of the music while Thomas was busy replying to all the chats from the women in his collection. While Ervin his eyes saw people who were swaying to the rhythm of the music which was getting louder at night.
From a few meters away where the three people were sitting, several women could be seen watching them. From the clothes they wear, it can be seen that they are from the class.
"Isn't that Ervin? Serlin's husband." Asked one of the women who was dressed in red with a low-breasted tight shirt that showed her bulging chest.
"Apparently yes, it's Ervin. Serlin is very lucky to have a husband like that. If I were his wife, I wouldn't let him enter a place like this where there are many comfort women," replied his friend whose face is a little half-blood.
"If I were Serlin, I wouldn't let him out of the house. Every day I just locked him in his room, so that he could continue to fight," said the one sitting at the end.
"That's what you want, your brain is washed. Your mind is always in that direction. What a perverted brain," answered another, ending with laughter from all of them.
Ervin himself did not know that he had been made the laughingstock of a group of women whose table was in the corner of the room.
Josh looked around, looking for prey for him to sleep in tonight. His gaze fell on the woman sitting alone at the bartender's table. He looked carefully at the woman from her seat. "His body is fine, but his face is covered in hair."
"Who?" Thomas asked, overhearing Josh talking to himself. Likewise with Ervin who looked at Josh.
"The woman in the black dress sits alone at the bartender's table." Show Josh. "But his face is not visible, his body is also good."
Thomas and Ervin looked in the direction indicated. "Not bad, the body is good but what if the face is ugly?" Ervin asked.
"No problem, I need the body, not the face. Just one-time use," Josh replied casually.
"You crazy, face is number one. When you sway on top of her, where do your eyes look?" Thomas asked sneeringly.
"Look at her plump chest, more beautiful than any scenery. Just like your boyfriend, you're all beautiful. I also know, not all of your girlfriends are beautiful. For example, Silvi, her body is good but her face is ugly with a snub nose," replied Josh with a sneer.
Ervin shook his head, looking at his two best friends who couldn't get along for more than ten minutes. "You guys are old, but act like children. Even facial problems are talking everywhere."
"He started it," Josh pointed at Thomas
"You started it," Thomas replied, throwing a peanut shell in Josh's face.
"Sloppy, whose peanut shell is that?" Josh hastily wiped his face with the tissue on the table.
"Your former self, since earlier no one has eaten peanuts except you." Thomas threw the peanut shells in Josh's face again.
Josh started to get annoyed, and Thomas replied by squeezing his hands so that there was a struggle on the couch that was squeezing each other.