Dangerous Woman Jesslyn's
Rada Sarap's
The morning after a long debate between a couple last night because Jessi wanted to try a new sensation that finally remained obeyed by Nicholas, now the woman is preparing to do other activities according to plan.
Many times Jessi stared at her reflection in the mirror. Three months pregnant with seven months of age makes his body feel swollen. Even he can no longer use high heels or shoes the size again. “Oh, God. Why did my body turn like a pig?” his grunts while looking at the fat deposits in any part and staring disdainfully at yourself.
I don't know how many times Jessi tried her clothes. However, there are only lacy nightgowns that are comfortable to wear. But he couldn't have come out wearing that. She could be wiped out by her husband again. Jessi also chose to go down wearing a bathrobe, until accidentally her eyes saw a new waiter with purple flowers that look quite loose. “You're there?” call Jessi while slowly descending the stairs that are now blocked by her stomach.
“There can I help you, Mistress?” ask the waiter politely.
For a moment Jessi observed the appearance of the middle-aged woman whose hair was curled up carefully. “Protate!” He even hinted for the woman to turn around.
The new servant can only obey while frowning at the behavior of his master. He just got the wrong outfit. However, how else, the uniform given by the senior servant did not fit in his body that was almost XL size, so he had not gotten his work clothes. After all, his colleagues also said that if it was okay to wear ordinary clothes because the residents of this house would also not dispute it as long as the clothes were still polite.
“What clothes are you wearing?’ jessi asked after observing the flower motif cloth that was quite crowded coloring the clothes worn by the woman.
"Oh, it's a negligee, ma'am," the maid replied.
"Take that off! Give me! I'll replace it with money."
"But, Mistress. What's wrong with this dress? Do you think this dress is too sexy on my body?" The waiter seemed worried if the employer felt uncomfortable looking at his clothes. Even though the clothes he brought here were all negligent. It could be a teak before payday if his employer told him to throw the object.
"What are you talking about?" jessi asked in surprise because the servant seemed confused by her orders.
"Madam, I beg you not to throw away this stuff, madam." The woman even to the brim for the sake of being able to use her favorite negligee. It is not easy for fat people like him to get comfortable clothes.
"Who said I'd throw it away? I'm gonna borrow it. My clothes above are all narrow. Don't you see me even going down with a towel!" Jessi can only make a lip look at her new servant who misunderstood.
"really?" jessi asked with a look of excitement and quickly the waiter nodded. "Wait what else, then get everything ready for my room. You will buy another new one!" jessi said glad she finally got the appropriate clothes for her distended stomach.
"Se–everything, Mistress."
"Yes, take it to my room now. Okay!" Jessi then returned to the room to decorate first. Looking at the fashion her new waitress used, she wanted to plop her hair up like that woman.
Until soon, the waiter came to bring a lot of daster that had been tidied up before. "Here, Madam."
"Put it there! Take it instead!" She hinted for the waiter to pick up a brown envelope with money on the dresser while tidying her hair.
The waiter simply complied and saw the contents inside. "I–ini is too much, Madam." He even widened his eyes to see the fantastic amount he had just seen just now.
Jessi watched the waiter for a moment. "Didn't you need money?"
"Of course you need it, ma'am. Who doesn't need money" said the waiter, chuckling and holding a brown envelope in his hand.
"Just take that!" For a moment Jessi lowered her gaze on the white footwear with a green srampat inscribed with the swallow logo belonging to her servant. It seemed like it was also the same size as his legs. "Leave that footwear of yours!"
That made the waiter widen his eyes. "This flip-flop slipper, ma'am," he asked to make sure he didn't hear wrong. However, his master simply nodded while adding something on his cheek.
Mak did not want to, he also took off his newly opened plastic footwear an hour ago while pursing his lips for a moment. 'Rich people are different. Rada please!' his mind in his heart then breezed away leaving the master.
To Be Continue's...