Magic
I don't know what his name is

“You don't work?” aruna asked Arsenio because the sun had gone up but Arsenio was still at home. Aruna is only starting work tomorrow.

Arsenio took a quick glance at Aruna then returned to playing her wizz.

“Not” replied Arsenio briefly.

“Ishh sucks once” grunts Aruna in heart of course. Lazy to serve Arsenio, Aruna also chose to clean the room. It turned out that a house this big did not have a housekeeper.

“So how does he clean the house? What is looking for people calling?” ask Aruna to herself. Aruna started her job by cleaning the kitchen. Arsenio's huge kitchen was cleaned up Aruna Kinclong. The sweat was on his forehead. Arsenio's kitchen was bigger than her home in the village. 

Arsenio who saw the thin body was cleaning her kitchen to sweat could only shake her head.

“Aruna, I have a housekeeper who will clean the house. You don't have to clean it. All you need to do is serve me only” whispered Arsenio in the ear of Aruna. Instantly I sat down Aruna goosebumps to hear it.

And the more goosebumps as Arsenio lifts her body towards the bathroom to take a bath together.

…

Aruna and Arsenio sat on the balcony with their own thoughts. Aruna who was exhausted after cleaning and also included serving her husband in the bathroom, while Arsenio had no idea what.

Arsenio's Wizz reads. Call from Davina. Arsenio just lifted it.

The two of them were in a chat for some reason, as Aruna only heard Arsenio's reply. The point is Davina's asking Arsenio there right now. And it turns out that Arsenio easily agreed. Aruna became aware of how she was in her current position. She's just a mistress.

“I go for a while ya” Arsenio said goodbye to Aruna. He left a trace on Aruna's forehead before exiting his room.

“Yes Lord... Who am I really? Why should I be faced with something like this” inner Aruna sad.

“Why am I upset? Did I know they had a relationship? And I'm the third guy. Why am I upset?” said Aruna anyway.

“I don't know what I'm feeling. I don't know what his name is. Upset, disappointed or jealous?”.

Aruna smiled sickly.

“What right do I have to be jealous? He didn't report me to Usha alone I should have been grateful”.

Aruna breathed a heavy sigh.

Aruna lifted her legs on the chair and bowed her face there. In a matter of seconds his shoulders had gone up and down, a sign that he was already sobbing.

“Why are you crying stupid?” Aruna scolded herself.

“What's like this name to be a mistress?” asked Aruna in her tears.

Until nightfall, Arsenio had not yet returned home. To contact him it feels like Aruna is very scared. He was afraid that Arsenio was angry with him. Aruna decided to go to bed first. During her lying down Aruna cried again until her tears dried up.

Aruna opens her wizz because she can't sleep either. The first thing he saw was a photo from Davina showing that she was sick and Arsenio helping to compress her forehead. In the second photo, Davina is feeding the cake to Arsenio. I don't know what Davina meant by sending her that photo. Aruna was very upset but she could not get angry. All he could do was cry.

"I'm just a mistress" Inner Aruna while looking back at the photo that Davina sent.

Seriate...