Buying My Maid's womb
The Issue of Using Pellets!

Revi's filming and shooting today was unsettled. He was unfocused and several times had to get a reprimand from the director. I also forget the scenario many times. Revi sat on a special bench of the crew and film cast. He shrieked his temple, his head filled with the burden of thoughts about Gara being friendly with a new wife.

"Focus, Rev!" Mbak Yuki comes while throwing the film script on the table beside Revi, making him so jumped and instantly aware of the daydream that is more dominated by prolonged hatred.

"Sorry, Ma'am. I can no longer focus. But I'll try to focus on that more." Revi said tiredly while continuing to massage his forehead.

"What's your problem, Rev? Can you not bring any trouble to the set? Your career is brilliant, offers from all over come on, it would be a pity if they see you as unprofessional. From that time Rudi also has been reprimanded, you should be able to focus more," said Yuki firmly while naming the current director of Revi.

Revi snorted bitterly but he could not protest because he was aware that he was wrong because he had brought his household problems to the set.

"Okay, ma'am, I'm definitely focused right now."

Revi rushed towards the set again with more focus. Finally after having had many times the cut, Revi could come back serious with his work.

After filming, Revi tried to call Gara. He intends to take Gara to the mall. But many times his phone calls were not picked up. Revi huffed, Because it is very difficult to contact at this time.

"Because of that damned girl and that village, I've lost Gara! You have to accept the consequences!" Revi snorted while staring at the street from inside his own car.

At the grandmistress's own residence this time, Bening had just finished cooking for dinner later. He has also told the big lady that he will soon get an announcement about the passing of him in the first selection of new students admission later.

"But there will be a test, Ma," said Bening who was now massaging the big madam by the pool.

"You can do it, Mama heard you used to be a smart student" replied the big madam with her eyes closed.

"Hopefully, Ma. Clear promise to be diligent in learning again."

"Yes, but don't forget that you should also be able to divide your time between studying and serving your husband." The big madam reminded Bening who immediately nodded.

"Just understand, Ma."

Passed in front of them. His gaze stretched out toward the Bening. Bening ignored by staying focused on massaging his mother-in-law. Asih is getting jealous because Bening will soon also go to college.

Asih began to place suspicion on Bening who was so easily accepted by the big lady and also the young master. So when Asih saw Revi visit the mansion after filming, he immediately approached Revi. Revi hates Bening, surely the woman is easy to provoke.

"Madam is young" Asih called to Revi who was leaning on the house's large porch pole while playing his phone. He was deliberately there to welcome Gara first.

Revi frowned, staring uninterestedly at Asih who was standing behind him.

"Why did you come here?" ask Revi lazy.

"There's something I want to tell the young lady and it's about Bening."

Revi turned his head then gave his attention to Asih who felt victorious this time.

"Madam realized no, it looks like something's wrong with Bening."

"What do you mean? Don't be so convoluted!" sergeant Revi is upset.

"Look, young lady. If in my opinion, Bening was using a handkerchief or pellet, because it was strange if everyone in this house liked him. It seemed, he was wearing pellets to lure the young master."

Useful?

Revi did not believe in such a mystical thing, but when he heard it from Asih, he felt that it might be true.

"You see that woman?" revi asked Asih who immediately nodded. Revi went inside and as Asih said just now, Bening must have finished massaging her mother-in-law because it was difficult to get up.

Bening was watering the plants when Revi jerked Bening making the hose that was holding Bening fell.

"What is this, young lady?" Bening followed Revi who dragged him behind the house until no one saw them.

"Tell me and be honest, you've used my husband and my in-laws, right?! So you can get some sympathy from them!"

"The lady was wrong, I was not that cool to use black magic to attract the sympathy of others. For God's sake I didn't do it."

"Allah! You must have brought it from your village, right?! You're a demon, Bening!"

"I didn't do it, I'm not like that Madam!" Bening revolted as Revi began to pick up the sand and was about to scoop it into Bening's face and mouth.

Bening thrashed with all her might but Asih held back her hand helping Revi hurt Bening. Until finally Gara's voice boomed, making Revi and Asih reflex to release Bening, making Bening crash onto the ground.

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY WIFE?!!" Because windy. The big madam half ran with the other servants. The big madam covered her mouth, looking at Bening whose face was already dirty by the sand.

"Navio ... He's wearing pellets! He's been using you to turn away from me."

Gara stepped quickly, then without any expectation, Gara slapped a hard slap across his face. Revi's face flushed red, her eyes glazed over. Pain in cheek. Shaking with fear.

"You! Get your feet out of this house!" Gara pointed at Asih who instantly limp.

The big madam approached then brought Bening, she shook her head looking at Revi at a glance but did not say anything. Because soon after the mother who has brought Bening into the.

"What do you see?! Disperse!" Revi yelled angrily towards all the servants including Asih who could only speak a thousand languages.

"Beeping isn't like that, Mas Gara. Clear don't wear pellets. Religion clearly forbids it and Bening is very afraid to associate God with witchcraft." Bening said quietly, barely audible.

Because immediately grabbed Bening, hugged him tightly until the sand that has not been completely lost in Bening's face, stuck perfectly in his work shirt. Revi has gone too far, because he has to take decisive action against the woman.