I AM AN ATHEIST

Truth Behind The Brothel

Upon entering the building known as Brothel, Faiza was astonished by finding that the building had only one room and rest were a kitchen and toilets.

The room was very big, there were beds arranged in a row on one side, there were lockers on the other side, a lot of space in the room was empty.

Faiza saw there were currently  21 women in the room including herself, the youngest one as young as 16 and the oldest ones in the late thirties.

A woman becomes attractive from the age of 16 and her charms and beauty last until the age of mid-forties.

The perfect age that men prefer to have s*x ranges from 16 to late '30s, ideally it was suitable for a brothel.

"Sister you should take the bath"

Having her doubts about being cheated to sell her body, Faiza was on guard, however, it was not strong enough to stop Tina from removing her armour and undressing her.

"Wait...what are you doing?"

Faiza shocked while her cheeks turned red.

" Stop"

Faiza tried to resist.

" Sister, you are smelly, it's better to take bath"

Tina replied and forcefully undressed her.

Since Faiza had a little strength to struggle, while Tina was full of energy, it did not take long enough for  Tina to remove the underwear of Faiza making her completely nude before the crowd.

It was the first time for Faiza to get naked in the presence of someone, even if they were women, her cheeks turned red with shyness.

But contradictory to Faiza's thoughts, no one glanced at her, they continued working as if it was normal.

some were sewing clothes, some were playing chits and some were writing, everyone was busy in their work.

Faiza wondered where the bathroom was, but soon she got her answer, there was not any special room for bathing.

There was a small hole at the end of the room built specially to move water from inside to out, the hole was placed in a rectangular partitioning whose walls are just at height of two metres barely enough to repel the water that would gather in between.

There was not any bathtub so Faiza had to sit on the ground in the partitioning next to a bucket of water as Tina helped her to wash off the dirt from the body.

Observing the fresh wounds on her arm and brushes " Sister, you got many brushes, how ruthless was your enemy?" Tina asked while rubbing her back and arms.

" no, no...he was pretty good" Faiza did not know why she defended the prince but when faced with the question, her first thought was the scene where prince took her as a prisoner to save her life without bothering to make an enemy out of the world.

Then while mustering her courage, Faiza asked: " Tina, why there is only one room here and the beds were so close how do you guys actually sell your body if that's the case?.

Hearing the familiar question that she asked once when she was new, Keeping her hands on her face, Tina blushed with an utter: " Sister, you are mistaken, we don't do that here".

" Then why is it known as a brothel?" Faiza asked out of pure curiosity because no sane woman would love to be called as slut without being one.

" Sister, it is because to save us"

Tina replied as she grabbed a mug full of water from the bucket and poured it on Faiza.

"How so?" Faiza did not quite understand.

" You see, we all have some mortal enemies out there, some of us were being hunted down by them, some of us were slaves but one day because of our luck we met the prince Xavier, who saved us without any other thought"

" But he realized that he can not protect us all the time, nor could he trust every subordinate under him "

" So he came up with an idea of building a fake brothel next to the cathedral "

While Tina was explaining, " Did the prince go insane? or hit his head on to the rock?  How can this help except for maligning his name?" Faiza blurted out as she stood up splashing the water to the sides which were being poured on to her.

" How shameless"  a woman passing by uttered in a low voice while looking at Faiza.

Seeing Tina who got wet because of her, knowing her fault, her face turned red as she sat back immediately while keeping hands on her head and said: " sorry, sorry I did not do it on purpose ".

Tina did not expect the sudden reaction so she fell from her initial position of standing, she did not seem to mind as she replied:" You must have been surprised, right? I was the same as you when I first came here ten days ago, let's discuss it later after finishing the job at hand first"

Faiza completed her bath then changed into a new set of clothes offered by Tina.

The conversion continued when she was having food on a table consisting of two chairs facing opposite to each other.

On one of them, Tina sat while on the other Faiza.

Tina started the conversion right of the bat while munching the bread that was served.

" After building the brothel, the prince made several officials of the court as enemies and especially with the cathedral "

" Because it was a naked insult to the cathedral and the goddess, Bishop Zim was enraged, he wanted to demolish the brothel right away, but there was no rule in the holy book of the goddess of rebirth and reincarnation  prohibiting brothels "

" So he could not do much to the building but he declared that if someone visits the brothel, he will be making enemies of the entire cathedral"

" Sister guess what happened next?".

"What happened?" Faiza replied in a dull voice, she interested in knowing about it at first but after hearing constant chit chatter from the mouth of the woman in front of her, she lost the interest.

" The prince's plan worked, forget about men even women does not dare to come nowhere near to the brothel making it a safe place for the women like us without the need of being guarded by soldiers, Isn't the prince brilliant?".

" Yes," Faiza thought about it for a while but nodded in understanding, according to what she saw and heard about the prince he had too much empathetic personality especially when the matter involves helpless women.

When the prince saved her, she thought herself as special but after she came to know that she was not any different than the other women here, an unseen disappointment born in her heart.

She admired the prince for his character but at the same time she realized this is not the personality a future king should have, should she call the prince brilliant for well-calculated safety net he made for women ? or a fool for intentionally spoiling his reputation and giving birth to rebellious ideas among the people of the kingdom?

While Faiza was still in her thought, she heard: " Sister, I don't know your name yet, can you tell me more about you?".

"What happened to me?" Faiza realised that she did not introduce herself at all, and all her conversations only revolved around the prince who killed her subordinates.

" My name is Faiza, I was captured by the prince as a war prisoner," she said with a blush on her face as the scene where the prince insisted on bringing her along again passed through her mind.

" What did you say?" a woman shouted who was carrying a tub consisting of clothes while approaching them when heard Faiza.

Pushing aside their food plates, she placed the tub on the table as soon as she appeared.

Faiza was annoyed due to the rude behaviour of this unknown woman but she still replied: " I said I am a war prisoner".

" So you are that wench that captured my prince's heart making him as far as to defy the teachings of the goddess "

" You are indeed beautiful, but I warn you you stay away from the crown prince"

The women glared in the eyes of Faiza as she said.

" What if I say no?"

Glaring back at her  Faiza said as she was enraged, coming from an esteemed family, she never met any unreasonable person like this woman who wanted to force her to stop doing something just because she did not like it.

" Good, good you got courage, well I would like to see how long it would last"

The woman was in a hurry so she left after saying it.

" Sister Faiza, you should not have done that"

Tina said after confirming her departure.

" why is it so?"

Faiza questioned.

" She is the second person whom the prince saved, as a she was senior here the majority power lies in her hands"

Faiza understood the thoughts of Tina, Tina was not wrong but nor right either, she would do the same even if she knew her identity beforehand, she would never allow someone to dominate her except her future husband.

" Oh by the way, why she left her the tub here?"

Faiza asked while feeling irritated just by looking at the tub and clothes present on the table.

" Well, well I have got to wash them"

Keeping her head down, Tina replied.

Understanding it was bullying, Faiza did not say anything but she stood up, grabbed the tub and threw all clothes down on to the ground and when she took the bottle of sauce in her hands from the table

" Sister, stop what are you doing?"

Tina yelled as she did not see that coming from a shy girl.

" washing the clothes "

With a smile on her face, Faiza replied while pouring the sauce on the clothes...