Duda Maid Casanova
Lipstick stain

"Auntie, Ace Where?" ask Hans. At noon, Hans deliberately went home. This morning before I left for work. Ace did not answer his willingness to help Hans recover from the disorder. Actually, Hans wasn't that bad. But somehow these few months every time he had a problem then Hans vent anger while making love. And you see, Hans vented anger, disappointment at the work that failed to be done outside the city.

It's not just a job issue. There was a personal matter that Hans was thinking about at the moment so the man went out of control when making love to Ace. Hans felt guilty but his tongue felt a faint apology.

"There's in Master's room."

"What room?"

"In the bedroom of the bed-maid."

"What does Aunt mean?"

"Isn't that next door to my room devoted to your bed servant sir?. Ace is there at the moment" Aunt Santi replied.

Ace told Aunt Santi what he had experienced last night. And as a woman, Aunt Santi also did not accept being treated that way. At Ace's nape was a bite mark that Hans left there.

Hans was silent digesting Aunt Santi's words. He felt nothing because until now. For Hans, Ace was his bed maid. Even this morning, before I left for work. Hans left some money in bed at Ace's service last night.

Aunt Santi looked at Hans back who had stepped towards Ace's room. Aunt Santi feels guilty for supporting Ace to be Hans' wife. But seeing the results of Hans' actions last night on Ace's body. Aunt Santi is very sorry. She did not expect Hans to be like that because the waiter had previously no one to complain about the bed activities with Hans.

Hans pushed open the door of the room where Ace was. Ace who lay back to the door of the room did not feel bothered by the sound of the door creaking. Hans further pushed his steps closer to the foam mattress.

Hans stood glued to his eyes across Ace's body. Ace's sleeveless clothes and hot pants showing Hans' work in Sana. Not a kissmark but some bite marks on Ace's arms and thighs.

Hans then rubbed his face violently. Last night he was completely blinded by naf su. That said, Ace's state of affairs was more severe than the previous servant's if Hans treated it as an outlet of anger.

Hans retreated, closed the door of the room back and went inside his room. In a few hours, Hans had to return to the office. Before going to the office, Hans planned to rest for a while.

Until nightfall, Ace still survives in the room. Honestly, Ace was afraid that Hans would ask for his services if he slept in the room let alone slept in the same bed.

"You're sorry ce?" ask Aunt Santi. Same question as Hans last night.

"No ma'am. I'm not sorry it's just that my heart hurts so much to be treated like that ma'am."

Aunt Santi stroked Ace's head. The old woman was very sorry to see Ace. Ace's sacrifice was not in vain but Ace had to feel bitterness in the first experience of carrying out his obligations as a wife.

"You didn't sleep upstairs?"

"Here is Auntie."

"How about the big master and the big madam stay at home tonight."

With a heavy heart, Ace finally came out of the room. Luckily, he had a friend like Aunt Santi in the house. Otherwise, it is certain that his personal area is still swollen. And thanks to the help of Aunt Santi bought an ointment to treat her private area.

Ace opened Hans's room door. The room was empty uninhabited. Now, it was eight o'clock should have been her pura husband already in the room.

Until, tomorrow morning comes. Ace awakens not to find Hans beside him.

"Mom, Mr. Hans last night didn't come home huh," Ace said. Aunt Santi who was cooking fried rice stopped her hand for a moment.

"Master didn't sleep in your room?"

"That means Mr. Hans came home last night. Then where is he. Have you been to the office?" ask Ace.

"It doesn't seem like Ce yet. Because Mr. Hans usually has to have breakfast before he goes to the office."

Ace frowned. Hans was not in his room but had not yet left for the office. That means Hans's still in the house and probably still sleeping.

Ace left Aunt Santi in the kitchen. The goal is now to the guest room to see the husband of the pura. And sure enough, Mr. Hans was in the living room and was still sleeping with the full office clothes on his body and the shoes still on his feet.

Ace felt something was wrong with her pura husband. Ace is approaching the bed. Ace was surprised and felt cheated and lied to. Hans had promised there would be no more bed servants as long as Ace was the wife of the temple but that Ace saw this time. That promise has been broken.

Suppose their relationship is like a normal husband and wife. Ace will definitely ask for an explanation for Hans clothes that are stained with a bright red lipstick. The stain is not just one point but several points.

"Aren't you going to change, sir?" ask Ace in the heart. Ace was annoyed, lied to but Ace also felt sorry. Until when, her husband continued in the pit of sin. Given Hans' treatment last night. Ace actually wanted to give up.

"Master get up" said Ace. He moved his hand in Hans's hand so that the man wriggled.

"What time is this. Why do I sleep in the guest room?" hans asked while spreading his gaze.

"It must be morning sir. You fell asleep in this room probably due to fatigue rocking last night so you forgot the direction to your own room" Ace said.

"What do you mean ce," asked Hans puzzled.

"Look at this, sir, the masterpiece of your bed servant. Little brain, his mind is just a hole" Ace replied. His hand pointed at Hana's shirt with lipstick stains.

Hans directed his eyes towards Ace's forefinger.

"Master after I thought, it seems like the woman who fits into your wife is the one who is blind. With that, your wife can't see your contempt. Remember sir, the woman who sold her body could have been forced. But men are used to enjoying women's women's nights. That's a cheap guy. A man who cannot be pure in his body. Seeing Master like this. A very fitting nickname for the Master is a rotating trophy."

After saying that word. Ace out of the room. Ace thought, there was no need to speak softly to resuscitate her pura husband.