Buying My Maid's womb
The Lady Ceriwis

"Mistress?" Bening called out while knocking on the door of the big madam's private room.

"Come in." He's mutating.

Bening opened the door slowly, then walked towards the madam.

"Close the door again. I don't like the door to my private room open. Could make blood rise."

Bening stopped the step immediately as soon as possible to go to the door again and closed it slowly. He walked back and carried a cleaning tool in his hand. The big madam looked at him with a frown.

"What do you want with those tools? I didn't tell you to clean this room."

Bening gawked, then for what he was called to the room.

"Then what am I supposed to do here, ma'am?" ask Bening confused.

"All the servants in this house suck. Too stiff. Sometimes eating in hiding for some reason. Are they afraid I'm asking for their food? If there's any I go through everything in silence. Why the hell?" ask the big lady with a sloppy look. The clear is getting louder. He did not understand the meaning of the big madam. Yes, maybe it is because the ranking respects the big mistress so they are all afraid of doing anything there.

"Mmmm ..."

"Already, you also definitely can not answer. Now, try putting it in the corner there your combat tool. I've been so dizzy I've seen it."

Bening immediately carried out the order then he returned again to the presence of the mistress after putting a cleaning tool that turned out to be useless at this time.

"Now here, my body is all sore. I usually go to the spa. But if I am lazy myself. Having two children are all girls, on the overseas. I became alone. To take Gara is impossible. Want to invite his wife I'm lazy, he'd rather wara wiri not clear." seloroh big mistress at length. Bening scratched his head that did not itch, he was confused to respond with what.

"Then, let me massage ya, ma'am." Bening began to approach then placed a hand on his shoulder. The big madam nodded, she began to close her eyes. Bening often massages the father and mother first if at home. They say a clear massage is good and makes it comfortable. Hope the big lady likes her massage.

"Well, your massage is good. Better than the therapist at my spa," praised the madam with her eyes closed.

Bening silently smiled, he wanted to give the best service to the great mistress whom he was convinced, was actually a very good person and his person was also definitely pleasant.

"You don't shut up, I'm the one who likes to talk."

Bening looked around, he had to find a topic that the big madam would have liked.

"In this Mistress' room, there are so many books. Madam must love to read." The first conversation around the room caught the attention of the mistress. He nodded quickly.

"You're right, look, over there is an array of foreign novels. But I prefer old novels, the story is very relevant to the daily life of the people of Indonesia. Do you like to read novels?" ask the lady to be enthusiastic. He thought for a moment, then he smiled.

"Yes, I love reading novels too. Almost all of Mira's works. W and S. I've read Mara GD."

The big madam turned around suddenly, she looked at Bening with a look of disbelief. It feels impossible, children of the age of Bening who would prefer to be more interested in reading the old-class novels.

"really? There's one Mira W story I haven't read yet. You want to read it?" ask the lady with enthusiasm. Bening of course nodded. "Attent."

He moved, leaving Bening in astonishment. The movement of the great madam was so flexible and agile because she was diligent in sports every morning. Then the big madam brought a novel and handed it to Bening.

"Try reading later, when it's done, you have to tell me."

"Alright, Mistress. I'll read it soon and tell the story to Madam."

The big madam nodded quickly then smiled happily. He sat down and pointed to his shoulder. Bening understood then went back to massaging the big madam gently.

"What's your name? I often forget, understandably old."

"Beep, Madam."

"Just be quiet?" ask the big madam with a frown.

"Bening Anjani, Madam."

"What a good name. Oh yeah, are my daughter-in-law and son still downstairs?" ask the lady again.

"So when I wanted to come up here, the young master and his wife were still there, Madam."

"Huft, I'm so lazy to see my son-in-law. Until now she doesn't want to get pregnant? Why would he marry my son if he didn't want to give me grandchildren, right? He was able to love, he was healthy inside when he was examined by the doctor at that time. But she did not want her nice body was damaged due to pregnancy and childbirth, nor did she want to bother with the sound of the baby. Wonderful, but all women are very proud if they can be a mother. Look, I have three kids, I put them all up high. My son can't be strict, either, just follow his wife. I don't think about the parents' feelings, I feel like I'm in vain to marry them."

Bening listened carefully to the complaints from his employer. He could only smile, not dare to chim in, give advice or anything like that. The big lady wasn't actually chatty, but she did need a talkative friend. He was also unlike other wealthy people, who liked to go out and gather with socialites.

"So, you're seventeen?" asked the madam still with closed eyes.

"Yes, Madam. Just graduated school."

"Why not go to college? Even work as a maid!"

Clear just smile. "My kayak village people, can already work just be grateful, Madam. Most importantly, work with halal. The money that will be sent to the village will also surely be a blessing."

"You want to go to college?" ask the lady suddenly. Clear choked, not expecting to get that question. Of course Bening wanted to, but he didn't want to say that to anyone.

"No, ma'am, work can be more than enough."

Then the two were silent, Bening with the focus of giving a massage to the cherry lady while the big mistress was even more interested in the new waiter in her house. He saw Bening who looked calm and did not talk much. She likes the girl's personality, reminiscent of her own when young.

"Can you make ketoprak?" ask the lady again. Bening surprised. Was it true that the great madam asked about ketoprak earlier?

"Can, Madam. Madam want me to make it?"

"Yes, at that time I asked Asih and another maid who made. Nothing is good. Later after massaging me, accompany me to the supermarket, all I want to shop."

Bening just nodded. He was actually worried if another maid saw a familiar mistress with him. However, he also could not refuse the orders of the great madam.