ACTRESS SEXY HABIISSSS....
BLURRED

Hopefully aunty's phone can be used in the call, do not let not fill the pulse. I started calling the hotel I was working at, but just got on dead. Pulse up.

"Sorry bi, the pulse is out I can't call."

"Aunti rarely buy pulses, later if aunt payday buyin pulses twenty thousand" said aunt disappointed I was also disappointed. I feel sorry to see aunt. pppppBut this time I feel the suffering people do not have. Many desires but helpless. Ngeny.

"Auntie I'll buy you a smart phone."

"Miss don't fantasize, master and mistress are unlikely to pay a salary. Miss was bought by the lady. Like a missus is a slave."

"I'm sure there must be another way" I said slowly. I imagined that if Yudha came I would borrow her cell phone. I can't wait for him to come.

"Auntie has a house?" my many.

"Have it, but the lady can't stay at aunt's house, where the bad guys are all better off staying here."

"Nothing has been rejected."

"Hehe.Auntie is afraid miss wretch, better to prevent than to treat."

"But here I'm like a cheap girl who's easy on the horizon. I'm like waiting for a time boom that could explode at any moment."

"At least we can eat and sleep on the bed, unlike in aunt's house, slum. If the madam comes there's no way the master will sleep with the lady, so just relax before the aunt has money to buy a pulse."

"Smazing squirrel jumping will fall too. It means that my relationship and master will definitely be sniffed. 0rang will violate me and say I am an actor. No one will defend me even if I say all those problems happened because you forced me."

"Don't be afraid, auntie trusts you."

"Just aunty.all who are here will believe, but an outsider bi."

"Let outsiders think evil, the important thing is that the lady does not do evil" said the aunt firmly. Talking to aunt has no end. I'm standing.

"Aunt me I'll clean the room."

"Yes, I'll help you."

I walked towards the warehouse to get the cleaning equipment. Back in Los Angeles, I never thought I'd be a maid, because my life there was quite prosperous. Besides college, I work at fast food restaurants for a hefty fee. I also took care of my company and rejected the approach of a boyfriend. But dear bad luck befalls me.

I was cleaning the toilet and my aunt called me. His face looks pale.

"Hurry and bring your clothes back, the mistress is coming with her friends" said the aunt.

"Yes bi...."

I pulled the sheets, pillowcases to wash. My chest is pounding unbecoming. This is how the feeling of an actor every legitimate wife of his master comes. Depressing.

"It's not finished this afternoon clean, whatever you do from the morning. Do not pay only what is received. Good thing I came, if I don't come I'll make sure you both relax."

"Don't be mad, madam, we all work from morning." said the aunt was not happy. I feel aunty is not afraid to say

"Fast clean the living room, after that take food and drink in the car. Tata in the living room."

"Better guests mistress brought around, to the back garden for example, there is a very beautiful lot of ripe fruit." said aunty while arranging food.

"You taught me, you know, there's no ethics. Because Yudha I brought you here, remember that."

"Go to the garden behind the mistress" said the aunt half-exorcised.

Madam Hanun went to the back with her friends, their number was around twenty people. Their dress up is luxurious, wearing brended goods.

Right now I am in the living room, so I am free to look out because the living room window consists of ribbon glass. One by one I noticed a sociolite woman walking with a sandalwood fan..

They must be competing and feel the most wahh. When my eyes were about to turn to another place a woman caught my attention. My eyes pined at one of the ladies in red. It's no mistake Aunt Dewi, my papa's sister. The aunt who cut my hair, who tortured me.

My hands were shaking withstanding anger, fortunately my clothes were covered. The Aunt Goddess will not recognize me.

"Auntie I'll be cleaning up in the kitchen, auntie's here serving the mistress."

"They don't need to be served, they're all available" replied the aunt holding my hand to the kitchen.

"Where are you going, luna?" ask my aunt when I get out of the kitchen.

"Speeking at them took the fruit of fear of being finished. May Mr. Koming remember the rest of us." I said to the dining room. From the dining room I was free to see them.

"Sit's quiet here, lady, I'll take some fruit for the lady" said the aunt.

"Auntie, take a lot.." I said. When I saw aunt and the two security were busy with those guests, I nimbly walked out of the house and ran to the highway.

I stopped running when many eyes saw me. They must think I'm crazy running in the hot sun. Nafasku. A year in Bali I know enough streets in this city, although limited that I often go through. For example, the way to my house, to the hotel or to the house of my two friends.

When I found the fork I started to get confused, which one I chose. Here I read Kedondong road, penetrating the beach. The other one is Amertha road, to the mosque. Finally I chose Amertha Street, turn right and I found a big mosque. Without hesitation I entered the mosque to ask for a drink.

"Sir asked for a drink."

"Come.cari, I was taken out. It turns out that under the guava tree there are two tables full of various rice packs, snacks and drinks.

"Eat" said the father, telling me to sit on a bench not far from it.

"I'm just sitting down, sir." I said sitting on the floor.

As the water flowed through my throat, my tears immediately fell. I thank HIM for all the blessings today. I slowly got up and returned the rice that was given to me. I think other people need it a lot, I just need a drink.

"Why is the name given back?" a mother who was guarding the food asked in surprise.

"I just need a drink" I said with a faint smile.

"Sorry ma'am, which area, I'm straying. Ssya's house is in Kuta." I said hoping he would explain.

"Miles are close from here, about a kilometer. But if you ride a twenty-minute gojek."

"Owh.so. But can I stay there for a while?" I pointed to the corner.

"Maybe, just don't get dirty."

"Thank you ma'am." I answered and moved to the corner. I'm looking for a shady place to rest.

I sat with my knees bent. Both hands hugged my knees. If I walk down the highway now, maybe the lady can find me. I have to be patient so that the sun goes down then I will go.

Today the weather was hot, but where I sat the wind was breezy making me sleepy. Unconsciously I overslept. No matter how long I slept my body felt in a shake.

"Bak woke up, already magrib." I heard the sound of children. Suddenly I opened my eyes, two daughters and an old man woke me up. I stood up straight.

"Sorry sir I overslept." I said embarrassedly.

"Tidsk anything, can I ask, where the destination is. If I can help you, I'll help. The problem is not good for a woman to be here alone, afraid something will happen."

"Sorry sir, my house in Kuta Pak. I got robbed, all the bags were gone. Cellphone missing. If you'd like me to borrow his cell phone to call my brother." I explained.

"May.can.wear this" said the old man handing over his cell phone.

"Sir where and what's the benchmark,"

After I was told of my position, I immediately called the hotel. Usually the staff went home. Most of which have night shift sections. I finally decided to call Dhevalee.

"Call...." Dhevalee herself answered. I'm very happy.

"Dhev it's me, pick me up in front of the mosque.." I said quickly. I used to speak English with my friends.

"Oh my God what are you doing?"

"It's a long story, get me."

"OK.wait!!"

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