Assumption

Assumption
Self Cleaning


As usual, Disa knocked before entering Madam Mariska's room. He did not know the other occupant's room, even Ndoro Putra's room he did not know, but Madam Mariska's room had been visited several times.


Disa also approached her master's bed which looked increasingly pale. The sheets that are not neat even though not too messy, just tangled.


While Mrs Mariska, seen enveloping herself to the neck.


Again Disa exhaled, because she did not know at all how to clean her employer.


She saw Madame Mariska who was sleeping. Can't think maybe he'll come back later, can't bear to wake him. However, Disa was afraid that the task would not be completed immediately.


Disa also chose to wake Mariska very carefully, hoping she would not get in trouble. He was indeed a dilemma, on the one hand could not bear to wake up, on the other hand afraid even it turned out to be wrong.


"Mrs .." call her.


Madam Mariska seemed to be writhing and before long her eyes even blinked, she woke up. However, he suddenly looks embarrassed when he looks at Disa.


This is not the first time that a maid in her home has found out what she and her husband are doing. However, when Disa will help him clean up, the shame is even greater, because Disa is his roommate.


"Dis—" said.


Disa also smiled back at her employer's words. She knew, surely Madam Mariska felt ashamed of herself, but how else, it was her duty to take care of Ms. Mariska and inevitably she had to get used to events like this.


"I helped clean myself up, Madam." Disa goes to walk to the bathroom, she fills the bathtub for her employer.


Then go back to the room. There Madam Mariska was sitting leaning on herself, still with the blanket she lifted up to the neck.


Disa then picked up the clothes of the Madam and her young master who were splattered below.


Then Disa approached. "Let's go, madam" he asked. Madam Mariska seemed reluctant to get out of her bed.


They understand and keep smiling. "No pa-pa Madam, I understand. After all, it's my duty to also take care of Madam, right?"


"But Dis, I'm ashamed" replied Mrs Mariska, burying her head under the blanket.


"Let's go out in the water Madam, come on," said Disa.


Could wear a bathrobe to his young mistress, so that when the blanket was opened, Madam Mariska was not completely naked.


They can even wash it up to the bathroom. Only after arriving at the Bathtub did Mrs Mariska open her bathrobe.


Disa stood behind him, she still had the courtesy not to look ahead.


Disa sighed looking at her master's body that was so thin, even her spine was visible.


When Madam Mariska had already immersed her body in the water, Disa immediately began to clean the body of her young mistress.


It starts with cleaning her hair. Disa recalled the conversation she had with Ms. Mariska when she bribed her this afternoon, she even complained that her husband did not look at her like a wife. Disa still did not understand, what the meaning of his words was.


In Disa's mind at the time, her young master might not want to touch his wife, and Disa thought it made sense. How his young master would have a desire, if he saw his wife in a state that was not okay.


But, if you see the situation as it is now, then what is meant by not considering Mrs Mariska a wife? muttered Disa.


Never mind, Disa did not want to think that too far, she remembered the words of Fatimah to not interfere in the affairs of her employer.


After cleaning her hair now Disa began to clean the body of Mrs Mariska.


Mrs Mariska was still closing her eyes, enjoying the service Disa was doing.


After that, Disa said that Madame Mariska would rise, to be cleaned and rested again.


Mariska followed the direction of Disa, she then woke up and seemed to be unsettled, proven she immediately held on to Disa with her soaked body.


Disa was wide-eyed, she gasped, when she saw the body of Lady Mariska's chest was a lot of bruises. It can be said that his chest is blue-purple, inversely proportional to other body parts that show his bones, but not with the breast, the shape is still contained.


Mariska who saw Disa staring at her nanar, directly covered her chest with one hand, trying to cover up.


"Dis," reprimanded.


Disa who knows if her employer does not like the direction of her view, then lowered her head. "Sorry madam" he said and immediately turned on the shower to remove the remaining foam on the employer's body.


After wiping dry the body of his master, Disa then immediately put the bathrobe back. Trying not to pay attention to the spot on the chest of the master.


Disa returned to her master into the room, now Disa sat Madam Mariska on the long sofa in front of her bed. He has not cleared up the rest of the battle of the Madam and her Master.


After dressing Mariska and drying her hair and combing her, Disa then rushed to make the bed, replacing it with a new bed sheet so that her employer can rest comfortably.


Only then could Disa break him back into bed and lay him down.


Being able to care for Madam Mariska is like taking care of a toddler. How else, Mariska is very weak. Fortunately, Disa did not need to help clean up small and large hadas, it seems her employer still can if only that.


After it appeared that his master was back asleep, sounding a soft snore, Disa also returned to cover him.


Can carry a basket of dirty clothes to wash. While walking, Disa was still unable to forget the blue spot on Madam Mariska's chest, she became thinking everywhere.


Was his master playing rough?


Then what does Mrs Mariska mean about her not being considered a wife is if her master does it with no conscience? As he sees now?


In other words Mr Irwan asked for his right as a husband, even when Mrs Mariska was sick?


Disa shook her head slowly to clear her mind.


After reaching the kitchen, Disa went straight to the washing machine, piling dirty clothes there.


The washing arena is adjacent to the kitchen and the door directly leads to the back for a place to dry, so that when cooking does not feel hot in the kitchen, because air circulation becomes smooth.


Disa combed her gaze while still holding the dirty laundry basket from Madam Mariska's room, she was about to go back there to return it. He was looking for where his friends were.


There was their laughing voice from the side, Disa then turned her body to come to her friends. It turned out that they were eating ramjak with two men, the first man Disa never saw, while the second man was an old man who warned him not to play in the gazebo this morning.


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