Chapter 7
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SATURDAY I don't feel like meeting lucifer maybe in the evenings, maybe I'll leave.
"Sir Zayn, I'm done doing laundry." She said when I came out of the room.
"Good." I opened the refrigerator to get some water.
"Coffee do you like?"
"No thanks."
"I'm good at brewing coffee."
"Not good,"
"You don't make coffee or what?"
"No,"
"Taste my blend, I'm sure you'll like it."
I stared, "Are you trying to seduce me?"
"Huh?"
"What ever!"
Later, she brought coffee and landed on the center table. I looked at the coffee I was expecting 3 in 1 coffee but black coffee and the pure coffee smelled so good. I smirked because of the news I read on f*******: about the amount of crime happening.
"What are you going to wear?"
I hovered wearing these shorts and shirt.
"I'll take care of what I wear. You'll just wipe the appliances."
"Okay." As I commanded it did the right thing.
With every move she makes of her homework skills I may have already seen a reason to accept her as a maid.
FIVE in the afternoon I left I also ordered here do not let other people in especially if my friend says. We had a meeting with LK about KU and then just ate and left right away. I found Jayda lying on the sofa I woke up and squinted the eyes watching me.
"Sir Zayn! I'm sorry, I slept here." Get up after making the bed.
"Why didn't you sleep in your room?"
"I'm waiting you and Ma'am Roselle."
"... because?"
"Maybe I won't hear you when you come."
"I have my own house key." My defense.
"It's embarrassing if I sleep in the bedroom while you're gone."
"Why my wife won't come home yet."
"Wait, it's early sunday morning."
"I know, you've already entered your room."
"All right, ah sir, someone sent a paper here." Reached the envelope.
I read and put there on the paper about grandma's last will. It also reminds me that I have two years to have a child and if I fail I will lose my inheritance from Grandma.
"I'm going to sleep."
"Get me some wine first." I went into the room to get dressed and I only wore a shirt and boxer shorts.
"Sir," it calls as we meet in the hallway of the rooms. The length of time he stared at my body before passing me towards his room.
"Jayda,"
"Huh?"
"Go to sleep, don't go down to your room and ... lock the door."
"Why?"
"Just listen and obey."
"What if I'm thirsty?"
"Bring some water."
"What if I pee?"
"Bring some arinola ..." I laughed a little at what I said.
"Do you have?"
"Nothing."
"Where can you find me arinola at night?"
"Go to sleep, you idiot." Maybe I can't stop hitting you now that I'm anxious for my wife.
Roselle is CALLING from my cellphone. I had no intention of answering just because it might be important.
"Honey, I'm going home now but I'm just going to take a shower."
"Why?"
"We're out of town today. I need to pack clothes first."
"Right away?"
"Let's talk later, I'm driving."
Ten minutes later my wife came to take a bath but before leaving I requested something to happen to us but I was refused.
"I'm the one who's approaching. I'm forgiving you and then you'll reject me again ?!"
"I was only given half an hour to tidy up. I still have a lot of clothes to bring."
"Why will you be gone for so many months?" My sarcastic question.
"Just two weeks."
"Just, but what about me?"
"If you want to come along just follow."
"That's not possible, isn't it, I also have a job."
"I'll just come back."
"Roselle, what is it?"
"Promise I'll be back." Last said until I just heard the car function.
"Ma'am Roselle has come home but why did she leave again?" I was surprised by Jayda’s arrival.
"Don't be surprised!" I shouted.
"Really? You're surprised by that ah?" The chest was so full that it was immediately noticed that it was just a b*a.
"What is your wearing?" I avoid.
"b*a, what's wrong with what I'm wearing? Wonder if I'm not wearing a bra."
"Come into your room." I clenched my fist.
"I'm thirsty." I passed. I watched his back down the stairs.
Spontaneously my feet followed down and I also got to drink water.
"Are you done drinking?" My eyes are sinful, relax and don't stare at his chest.
"Y-yes ..."
"Are you going to sleep?"
"Yes," I gasped as she came even closer to me to return the pitcher to the refrigerator.
"Sir," my chest throbbed as we were almost face to face. "I can't get that empty pitcher."
"And then?"
"Go away,"
I sighed because of what it was like.
I managed to sit down while watching what she was doing. Who is a sensible woman who will only wear a b*a while there is a man around her.
"Do you have a boyfriend?" Tongue, your chatter.
"Me? No, no boyfriend since birth." hair has been pulled back so as not to be a hindrance to what is being done. I swallowed again and again.
"Really? Are you open minded?"
"Pyramid? Are you part of the scam company what?"
"You're saying ?!"
"Are you open minded to me."
"That's not what I meant, tsk."
"Eh what?"
"Ah nothing!"
"What is it? Where is the open you say?"
"Just finish what you're doing and go to sleep."
"It's almost five o'clock I can't sleep so I'll cook you breakfast later."
"Sunday today I'm not eating breakfast here."
"From now on you will have breakfast with me." It lost its eye when it smiled.
Something moved below me to approach.
"What do you mean?" I took hold of this spoon.
"I mean if you used to not eat breakfast without your wife since now you will eat with me. It's bad to skip meals especially in the morning it's important to have energy for a day's work."
"Is that so?"
"Yeah, that's what mom taught me."
"How are your mom and dad?"
"Miracle and you had a please in my life?"
"Because we maid you naturally I or we know your life."
"Okay, mom is watching over dad."
"How many of you are siblings?"
"Only child."
"I see, so maybe your parents only expect you."
"You're right."
"Do you think your salary will be enough for your father's treatment?"
"Of course I can buy him medicine for two months."
"But don't spend money on concentrated medicine just buy for you too."
"Thanks for the concern. You, how many siblings do you have?"
"I don't want to talk about that."
"Why?"
"Because I don't want to."
"You're asking me if I'm open-minded but you're not."
"When it comes to my family I don't want to talk."
"I'm sorry, it's my fault," she snatched the spoon and started cooking the hotdog.
"What's that sin?"
"I accidentally read that envelope no matter how I understood what was written there."
"But it's still wrong for you to read something that isn't yours."
"Sorry," it grinned.
"Now you know why you're like that?"
"Huh?"
"Why do you seem sad?"
"Because you will be forced to have children before two years. It will be difficult for the couple to be forced."
"And who said we're just forced to have children?"
"Ma'am Roselle, she told me earlier that she didn't want to have children yet but you insist on it because half of your grandmother's inheritance can only be obtained when you have children."
"You're not talkative either?"
"I just happened to find out what your problem is."
"Tsk,"
"Madam's decision may change in two years."
"It's unlikely that will happen."
"Why?"
"Because Gangster and work are more important to her than me being his husband."
"Aw, really? When you said that I feel like you love her more than she loves you."
"She loves me maybe just really dominates her being a gangster rather than being a mommy."
"But that's still not the basis. If I became your wife, maybe on the first day of our honeymoon we would have formed right away. I really like kids because it's fun and tiring."
"Eh, don't get married." She had already turned off the stove.
"I can't find another man to marry like you perfect." She gently touched my chest.
"What are you doing?" I held out my hand.
"Your wife refuses to have s*x with you why don't you try?"
"We're your maid."
"I have a matress and am willing to get pregnant."
"You mean?"
"How much inheritance can you get? I'm willing to get pregnant as long as I have a share in our child's inheritance."
"Crazy!"
"I'm desperate."
"Desperate is different from being compelled."
"You think I'm being forced because I want to make money for dad?"
"That's how it is,"
"Vague, you know, when I first saw you at the bar I told myself I already saw the one for me." It touched my chest again as it bit my lip.
"It's wrong you'll do it once I've made a mistake and I don't want that to happen again."
"I don't care about your past, it's just my job to serve you and provide everything you need that your wife can't provide."
She kissed me deeply. She held my two hands below before explicitly pushing my whole body into his bedroom bed. I was stunned when her healthy future opened up to me.
"I'll just give you this thing." That horrible whisper seemed to entice me to hit her if I wanted to.
Our lips fought again until my persona realized I had done that thing that I should have only done to Roselle. I betrayed her, I became vulnerable at these times. I hope she forgives me I hope she accepts, I just did it because I was desperate to have children.
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