"What are you doing? Don't mess around!" Larissa immediately freed herself from Sandi's embrace.
The woman stood up straight and readjusted the kimono towel on her body that had become slightly undone.
"I don't like being touched like that!" Larissa snapped as she stormed out of the bathroom, even though the kimono towel she was wearing was already soaked.
She closed the bathroom door again, leaving Sandi staring at the spot where she had been.
"She said she doesn't like being touched, huh? Just be careful if she gets too excited. Eh, what the hell am I thinking? Come to your senses, Sandi. You're just waiting for her to ask for a divorce," the man muttered, scratching his own head.
"But, her lips are sexy, too. Ah, I shouldn't think about other things. She's the sky, while I'm the Lapindo mud that's underground." Sandi immediately doused his body with water and continued his shower.
He didn't want to think too deeply about Larissa, because he wasn't sure their marriage would last.
After feeling clean and fragrant, Sandi grabbed a pink towel hanging nearby. He was unsure what to wear. There was no way he could wear the dirty clothes he'd worn last night. He remembered that he still kept a change of clothes in his motorbike's storage box. Maybe he should get those first.
Sandi opened the bedroom door, exiting the bathroom wearing only a towel wrapped around his waist.
However, his steps suddenly stopped when he saw a woman sitting facing the dressing table. She was not alone, but with two women who were doing her makeup and styling her hair. Sandi was confused—was Larissa served like this every day?
The two women turned towards the bathroom when they saw Sandi's reflection in the dressing table mirror.
The two women nearly screamed when they saw a man in their employer's room. No man had ever entered the room since Larissa's husband left.
"Emmm... don't be surprised. This is my husband," said Larissa as she got up from her seat. She looked at Sandi, who was covering his chest with both hands.
Larissa had to explain this quickly before the people working at her house misunderstood. Last night, when she brought Sandi, she hadn't met all the employees who worked at home.
The two women were even more surprised when Larissa said that Sandi was her husband, as they had no idea when their employer got married. However, the two servants did not dare to ask. They only lowered their heads after finding out that the man in the room was their mistress's husband.
"You'd better go out first! Oh yes, also call all the servants and security in this house to gather. There's something I need to tell them," said Larissa firmly.
"Yes, Madam." The two maids bowed obediently and immediately left the room.
Larissa let out a harsh breath. She looked at Sandi, who still looked confused.
"Why did you come out without any clothes on?" Larissa asked, turning her face away.
"My clothes are dirty. I thought there was no one else in this room." Sandi was still frozen in front of the bathroom door.
"Then, who am I? If not someone else," asked Larissa, pointing at herself.
"My wife," Sandi answered in a low voice. Honestly, he felt embarrassed when he said that.
Larissa was silent for a moment. Suddenly, her fierce expression softened.
"I know, but... ah, never mind! You wait here! I'll ask Jojo to buy some clothes for you." Larissa was about to leave the room.
"No need! I still have a change of clothes on the motorbike," Sandi immediately stopped her.
"Dirty clothes?" Larissa turned towards him with a frown.
"No, I only used it once, but it still smells good. If you don't believe me, just smell it yourself," the man joked with a smile.
Meanwhile, Larissa widened her eyes. Why was the young man so bold towards her?
"Where are your motorbike keys? Let me ask Jojo to get them." Larissa held out her hand to Sandi.
"I'll just take it myself. It's not nice to keep ordering people around." Sandi walked away quickly towards the door.
"Don't go out without clothes! There are a lot of people in this house," Larissa shouted. The woman's hand reflexively pulled the towel that Sandi was wearing until the roll on the towel came loose, and the piece of cloth almost fell to the floor.
Sandi suddenly stopped in his tracks. He was truly shocked and immediately grabbed the towel that was almost falling off.
"If you want to see, just say so. Don't pull me from behind like this," Sandi said as he turned his body to face Larissa.
The woman looked tense as Sandi stood right in front of her, shirtless.
"Don't think about anything else! Those are your motorbike keys, wait here a moment!" Larissa immediately took Sandi's motorbike keys which were on the nightstand.
The woman half-ran out of the room.
Sandi chuckled with his eyes staring at Larissa's back.
"She's a widow, but she acts like a virgin." Sandi chuckled to himself. For some reason, he felt happy when he saw Larissa's behavior like that.