The Revenge of a Bad Girl
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Aine goes into the bathroom. Opening the mask, looking at his reflection in the mirror. Right, he's better off like this.

Beautiful body, beautiful face, expensive clothes, and special makeup. Looking like this makes her look like a classy lady.

But there was one thing he realized, regarding the words of Iraz who said he liked one of his sisters. "You're nobody, Aine! You're valuable because Iraz is by your side! If that guy leaves you, you'll be back to being trash!" Aine spoke to her own shadow.

"You have no right to set it up! If he likes Melanie or Vanya, you should be able to take it! You can't be angry like this!" the girl cursed herself. "True, Ai, you should let it go as well as you let Alvan go. In the end they will still be the winners."

It turned out that saying it caused Aine's tears to sag. "But I can't accept Iraz falling into the wrong hands! He deserves better than them!" suddenly his hand clenched directly.

"No, Ai, you have to go according to Iraz's plan. You have no right to take care of his personal life. Your job is to take revenge." One thought says that. "And the added task is jealousy."

After saying that, Aine came out of the bathroom. It continues into the kitchen.

In the kitchen, the girl met a waiter who had come to serve them. Aine thought of greeting him. All wondering about the developments in the house.

"Hi" he said to the waiter who was busy washing dirty dishes.

The waiter was surprised but kept looking at Aine. "What's up, Miss? Can anyone help?" reflexes are asked.

"No, really" replied Aine opening her mask. He said it was fine to show his real face to the maid, after all he must have not recognized her before.

"How long have you been working here?" asked the girl while leaning her body against the wall near the sink.

The servant told.

Aine counting. Means this maid's been working since she disappeared. It's delay!

"How many servants are there in this house?" ask Aine.

"Four, Miss."

"Ohhh. Thanks for the info," said Aine dead the waiter. Now he walked to the bathroom that was specifically used to wash clothes. Aine wanted to make sure of one thing.

A lot has changed apparently. For example, the shape of the bathroom. Magnified and added some tools to make it easier for anyone who wants to use the place. And most of all, the family bought a washing machine after his departure.

Aine looked at her former shadow. When he squatted all day to wash his family's dirty clothes. He remembered how bad it was to lift water so he could rinse clothes. Especially when the weight affects the speed it moves. Makes him sometimes cursing himself. And after she disappeared, living in that house was made easier. They bought everything, including hiring a decent amount of servants.

Whereas in the past, Aine was only alone taking care of the big house. He was able, though sometimes thought of it as romusa or rodi work. But at that time he could do nothing but surrender. And maybe that's why he didn't have time to take care of himself until he was transformed like a puffer fish. Yeah, she thought so.

Satisfied with the development of the family, Aine took a step towards her room. The small room in the back. Inside there are only weathered mattresses, dressing tables, used cabinets and chairs that have rotted. Aine wanted to see if the item she wanted was still stored in her dresser drawer.

The girl opened the door to her old room. He was surprised to find that the place had changed drastically. It was no longer an inappropriate room to occupy, but it was worse than that. The bad room that he loved so much has been used as a warehouse by his family.

"What the fuck?" pekut whispered. He found all his belongings covered in junk.

Aine clenched her hands tightly. Trying to get his foot inside. He was emotional, especially when he found the item he was looking for was not there, waahh, he growled violently. Too bad in my heart.

"Where did they throw it?" tanya Aine opened the closet that was still like before. The closet was empty, there was only a spider web in the corners. "It's also empty. Where are all my clothes?"

The girl tried to find again. But damn, it looks like they've already thrown it away.

Aine immediately walked out of the room, returning to the service earlier. The woman was busy eating at the table in the kitchen.

"Hey," he called the waiter.

"Yes, Miss?" the answer was shocked again.

"Do you know who owns the room in the back?" ask Aine seriously.

"Where is Miss? There's no room in the back, though,"

"That's been made into a warehouse!" obviously Aine.

"Oh, that one." the waiter stopped his hand. He looked at Aine respectfully. "Said Mr. Isman, the room was the maid's room before us. Reportedly his assistant ran away. So we were told to make the room a warehouse."

"That means you know where all the clothes and books that were there before being used as a warehouse?"

"Tau, Miss. Madam You're telling us to burn it."

The waiter tried to remember. "I think so, Miss. What's the matter, Miss? Is that yours? Are you perhaps the maid who escaped it?" the servant was very brave to say such a thing to Aine.

"You're saying it like you want to end your work now!" Aine said sharply.

"You-you mean?" he's getting scared.

"I'll fire you in a minute!" avenge Aine died the waiter.

"Everyone in this house makes me mad!" he whispered.

***

Iraz looked back, already thirty minutes over Aine reasoned to the bathroom. He wanted to chat, but realized that he had left the girl on the table. Finally he could only wait while praying that Aine would be fine.

Ai, what are you doing, anyway! Really long!

"It was a long time in the bathroom" whispered Vanya to her brother.

"Maybe she had a stomachache times," Melanie whispered back.

"The digestion must not be smooth. Huhahah,"

The two whispered until a rebuke came from Isman. They were told to shut up and wait.

Is she crying, huh? Well, how am I supposed to samperin him?

Not long after Iraz thought of diaperin, Aine came along. He was glad to know the girl was okay.

"Sstt, quiet! He has come!" melanie whispers to her mom and sister. They were silent like before.

The girl with the orange minidress sat back down. He was wearing his mask again.

"Sorry for a long time, I have a little problem" he told me.

"It's okay, Miss Zhang" they replied simultaneously.

Aine looked at Iraz, then the cup before her. The tea is still untouched, the Iraz cup is too.

"The tea must have been cold, huh, miss? Want to make a new one?" Isman realized the girl was staring at the cup.

"No need. I'm not thirsty anymore. I'm afraid to drink tea here!" the girl was sniffed.

"Why Miss? The tea here is sterile, '" Melanie hoisted.

"Who knows?" Aine looked at Melanie sharply. "What if you put poison in it?"

"No, Miss. Abundant," Isman hurriedly replied.

"No way, I don't taste!"

Iraz, who had been silent earlier, now typed in a message for Aine.

"Once you go, Ai! I think I've tested them enough!"

After reading Iraz's message, Aine looked at the four again. "I thought, get here today's visit. I still have a lot of work!" the girl took her hape and put it in a bag.

"Eh, really..." Isman wanted to protest, he had no impression of anything today unless cornered by the girl.

"Miss Zhang, before you leave, can we see your face? We want to know what a respectable person like you looks like."

Aine looked at Melanie, the girl who applied.

"Can't." answered Aine flatly.

"Since you came in here, you covered your face. Is there something you're hiding?"