Buying My Maid's womb
Forced Adult By Circumstances

"Just be so nervous. Eat as usual. If you're nervous, you won't be full, you'll have a stomachache." Because deliberately joking Bening who looks clumsy at this time. He had almost finished his meal, while Bening, half had not finished.

Bening himself is still very awkward. Why is this young master so kind to him? The cold figure when faced with another person was suddenly gentle and attentive to him who was just an ordinary maid and village girl.

"I'm not nervous, sir. Just a little awkward." The clear grin of the horse, made Gara laugh a little. He then grabbed a tissue and was about to touch Bening's chin, making the beautiful girl reflex dodge.

"There's rice on your chin, let me clean it." As she held the chin back with her fingers, she began to clean it slowly. He could feel his heartbeat racing faster than normal. The masculine fragrance of the body Gara teased the youth side that had begun to enter the adult stage within Bening himself. Surely, romantic moments like this only exist in the scene of films that he often watched through his cheap smartphone. Ah, romantic? I am so ashamed. It could be that he thought Gara was having a romantic relationship with him just because of a grain of rice that happened to fall between his chin.

"Once again, continue eating."

Bening nodded, as he continued to eat regularly with an awkward atmosphere that began to melt.

"Do you like the food?" asked Gara while continuing to pay attention to Bening.

"Like, Sir. It's delicious."

"I prefer your cooking. Yesterday's soup ended I'm shaved."

Ah, Bening so floated, praised so by the husband of that handsome guy. Yes, God, Bening apologized for being carried away this feeling, to the husband of someone who will soon be a husband. He began to pray in his heart.

"If you want to eat something, I can cook it again." Bening said with still down.

"Sure, I'll definitely ask you to cook something else later. Sela never cooked for me, Bening."

The man's gaze glared. Not until the heart sees the master hurt. It is eager for the young Bening to appease Mr. Gara at all times.

"Gentleman, I will also serve you well."

As he looked, he smiled a little.

"Know what? I used to be a real jerk. It's true what my mom said yesterday. When I was in school and college, I was a playboy. I like beautiful women. All the beautiful girls of the time, were once my lovers. Mama got dizzy, every time there was a girl who went home and cried because I left. Until I finally met Sela. I guess he's perfect as the last port. The place I believe that I've been with the right person. The person I thought had made me more responsible. Sweetheart, karma is there, right. Maybe I've been swearing at the girls I used to hurt. Until I became a man, karma befell me mercilessly through a woman surnamed wife."

"Swipe this part, clear. Because the injured is this part."

Bening awkward actually, also realizing it's not yet time he touched Gara. However, once again Bening could not bear. So he started to rub it slowly. Because then stop him, he grasped Bening's fingers then stick it on his own cheek. Warm hand Bening slipped into his own heart, touching to the most basic part.

"You're so mature, Bening. It's like being used to being a tranquilizer to others. Do you have that talent?"

Bening smiled hearing that. Because it's too much. However, he was flattered.

"I was only forced to mature by circumstances, Mr. Gara. Life in the village, it's not as easy here. I had to cultivate that maturity even since I was very small. Because I understand, all things must be worked out, and enjoying every process of life is my way of being grateful that today, I am still breathing, meeting loved ones, and gaining valuable experiences. Including when I arrived in Jakarta, I was met with a very good big lady, then ..."

"Then?" Raising his eyebrows, he waited.

"Meet with Mr. Gara."

"You like meeting me?" ask Gara serak.

Bening did not reply but then he nodded.

"Just thank you, sir."

Because he nodded slowly, he then released Bening's fingers that were still attached to his cheeks.

"I'm back upstairs. There's some work I need to finish."

"Yes, Mr. Gara."

She smiled and then walked away from Bening to her room upstairs. At this moment he had forgotten that the room was already like a broken ship. Because he shook his head, Revi if angry is like a madman.

As she went to her private room, she opened her laptop, leaving her room in a mess. But a few minutes later, he heard the room as if it was being cleaned up. From the opening of the door, opposite the room, he could see Bening was patiently cleaning it. He was just afraid, the scattered glass would hurt his Bening.