Scandal With Maid
Sexy Maid

The next morning, just like the agreement, Rara and Miko had already arrived at the house. Rara only carries one bag of her clothes and Miko, the rest of their belongings are left in the neighboring Bude warehouse next door.

"This is your room, I think it's enough for both of you. Remember, I don't want any noise in this house, so remind your son!" tamara stressed the rules in the house.

"Well, miss," he replied briefly.

The first task Tamara asked for was to make breakfast only for Ken, because the girl did not want to have breakfast with carbohydrates, he also still chose to sleep until 10 am if there was no filming call.

According to Tamara, the secret of her beauty is to wake up during the day, rejuvenate her skin by sleeping, from where she got that knowledge, only she knows.

"How many days will you be in Lombok?" tanya Tamara was writhing spoiled in Ken's arms, who was already preparing to depart. His right hand was dragging a medium-sized suitcase, which he would carry traveling.

"Good morning, Mr. Madam," said Rara, serving breakfast on the glass dining table. As much as possible he understands all the tasks and behaviors that Tamara has made a list, including greeting her employer politely.

"Good morning, Ra. Please, just Miss. Did you see I was that old?" tamara's protest swept her hands across the surface of her cheek skin, showing how firm and durable her facial skin was.

"I'm sorry, Miss Nyo" sambar Rara. This morning Rara made fried rice, which she thought was fast and hopefully good to like her employer.

If Tamara answered Rara's greeting, different things with Ken, the man was just silent, as if not a necessity to return the servant's greeting.

He had already chosen to sit down, to immediately enjoy his breakfast, and hurried away. The delicious aroma that burst into his nose, made Ken for the first time glance at Rara who was standing not far from his position, waiting for water into his glass.

He was flabbergasted, because the young girl was able to cook. Although not yet taste the fried rice made by Rara, but Ken sure it must taste good. He thought Rara could only apply for a job as a waitress, because she was young and also beautiful.

Tamara, who had been observing her husband, looked at Ken's gaze, which fell on Rara. There's a sense of displeasure about it. The woman thought that the maid uniform that Rara was wearing now fascinated Ken because honestly, it was too narrow for Rara. The uniform belonged to his previous servant, who was indeed a smaller and shorter posture than Rara who had a full and tall body shape, to make his skirt look short and the chest of his shirt is very narrow so that the two objects hiding in it look tight want to pop.

Since long ago, Tamara has indeed accustomed all her servants to wear uniforms, in addition to looking neater, for Tamara, the uniform is a reminder of her servants, where they are, under her orders.

"Why? How are you concerned about Rara kayak?" Tamara's words drew Ken's attention back, who had been glued to death to Rara's beautiful face.

"Oh, I'm just impressed, it turns out she can cook. I think only desperate capital to apply to be a waiter here," replied Ken who sounded discrediting the ability and sincerity of Rara who wanted to work, looking for halal money.

Then Tamara could breathe a sigh of relief, she thought her husband had been fascinated by Rara.

Soon he threw those bad thoughts out of his head. How could her cold husband be interested in the waiter. Compared to Rara, she was much more than anything. Tamara is a beautiful girl, has a career and is also very charming, and most importantly she is rich and not a servant.

Tamara is an impulsive girl who wants to be noticed, and does not want to be subordinated in everything. He's the main one, he's the star. Likewise with attention. He doesn't want Ken's attention to be split, only on him.

Farting with his mind, Tamara did not realize that the fried rice on the man's plate was left unnoticed. It's never been like this as long as they have servants. "Is that right, Rara's cooking that good?" batin Tamara was curious, observing the remaining grains of rice on the plate. He wanted to pick it up, to enjoy the taste.

"What's that good? You've never eaten our waiter's cooking before more than two tablespoons, is this up?" pekik Tamara with an exaggerated expression. Too much play a role, making Tamara's actions always excessive every expression.

"Is there a problem, honey? It's actually delicious" Ken replied, clearing the corner of his lips with a white napkin nearby.

Ken had already stood up, he wanted to thank Rara for making such a delicious meal. The spice-rich home-cooked meal was simple but very delicious, but unfortunately, the girl had already gone to the kitchen, so Ken paused his intention.

She misses her mother's cooking. He used to be makin by his mother, long ago, long ago. With a shunt move, Ken dragged the suitcase. "You're not gonna drive me?" ask Ken just before he gets in the car. Riko, his assistant who drove to the airport so Ken can still discuss work on the way later.

"Oh, I'm sorry, honey, but I had a shoot this morning. Not even bathing, makeup, and also choosing a dress that really makes me confused," replied Tamara looking for an alibi. He's just gonna sleep and then later he's gonna meet up with his armistice gangmate.

Since the editing of rich men, Tamara who was originally only a carbitan artist and also less talented, became lazy .

"alright. I'm goin. Take care. Remember, Honey. As long as I'm gone, you don't be naughty. Don't break my heart anymore" whispered Ken, who was afraid to hear from others.

Tamara just nodded weakly. He knows the purpose of Ken's words. The remark must have had something to do with the events of one year ago, when Ken found Tamara cheating on him with a producer.

Then the girl pleads at Ken's feet, saying she will never have another affair, until the man falls asleep and forgives Tamara.

The incident was very embarrassing, and fortunately, Tamara was forgiven by Ken, and after that they live together to this day. But unfortunately, Tamara has never changed into a better person.

With a lot of money, Ken covered up the affair of his wife so that the news that had been covered by the media was immediately revealed. Just two weeks later, the news was televised, after being doused by Ken's money.

The car was speeding, leaving the yard. Tamara was still standing there, looking at the tail of the car so that it could not be seen turning at the intersection.

Tamara's smile expands. This was the moment he was waiting for. Her husband would go out of town wanting enough time, between three to a week, which meant he could do it as he pleased.

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