Tough Servant Taste Wife.
75: PTRI: Difference

'Huh~ If it wasn't for him protecting me from the coffee yesterday, he wouldn't have possibly gotten such injuries. He showed it to me so that I might be persuaded to follow his will. Very clever of him, to keep close to me.' Elly looked at Alves so closely from top to bottom. 

Unable to resist Alves' desire to rely on his wounds and facial features that look like a small anj*ing who wants to ask for food to his employer, Elly finally complies. 

“Hahh, yes you have, but I recommend not to shower first.” Elly answered, then drove Alves to Elly's room. 

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“Hmm...hmm..hmm...” while humming happily in his car, this man casually drove his car to go somewhere. “By the way, why am I suddenly called? After a long time, we can get up to three days off. 

My plan was to make the holidays a failure. But I wonder, what should I do when I get to?” Orson muttered. 

Orson initially wanted a vacation to the beach, precisely in a house that was not long ago built. But all his plans fail because his boss calls him. 

Orson receives a short message to go to Alves' house. For what reason, Orson himself still did not know.

But at least, he knew that the risk of becoming an accomplice of a Boss, was the way it is now. 

It did not take long, Orson finally arrived at the residence of Alves's residence. 

“In the meantime, why does his house I feel a mixed aroma?” After getting out of the car, as both front doors of Alves' house were already wide open, Orson entered without needing to knock on the door. 

He went deeper into the house of his master.

‘It feels quiet, but I still feel something strange. There was an oil smell, mixed with gasoline. Wait, I also felt there was a smell of pengahurm room, also-’ when Orson looked to the right side, he saw clearly there was a row of food that was ready to eat. 

Until shortly thereafter Orson heard the voice of his employer. 

“U-uh, wait, don't be hard.” Alves' voice instantly caught Orson's attention as he was about to head towards the dining table. 

‘The voice, comes from that room.’ And Orson began to suspect a room not far from where he was standing. 

“If not hard, the result will not be max.” 

“Iya anyway, but this hurts. No need to use energy too, do you want to make my precious skin blisters?”

“Your skin is thick like a rhinoceros, it will not be abrasive. Or do you want me to use something soft?”

‘What are they both doing?’ Orson, curious about all the talk done by Alves and Elly, managed to lure Orson to eavesdrop. 

“Soft? What do you want to wear?”

“Skin with skin.”

‘A-what? I wondered what the two men were doing inside. Why do I have the thought that the two humans in this room are doing something a little intimate?’ Orson was a little surprised by Elly's punch just now. 

“What do you mean you want to use that pair of assets for me?”

Orson's face immediately turned red, his mind so traveling everywhere.

“Why do I have an employer like you? I'm not a fool, to use my body to cleanse your body. Is that all that comes to your mind?” Elly asked, expecting a satisfactory answer to Alves. 

Alves lowered his head and smiled faintly while answering : “That's-because you've always obeyed all of my words, and you're also willing to serve me in that as well, so it's natural right? Because because of you alone, I only have those thoughts.” Obviously Alves. “

“Hmm..you're right, meaning that you don't have such perverted thoughts when there are two of us, I must stop my habit of serving you in that.” Grumpy Elly for her own opinion about the side effects of a man named Alves who was originally like a real man with a face like a creepy person every time he was spoken to, even turned into a kid who likes this and that with him.

“I won't let you stop that service.” Firm Alves.

‘What is this? Whahuh? Has their relationship really been more than that of employers and servants?’ Orson thought, still unable to move from there, because the conversation felt pleasant to hear. 

But in the middle of Orson was eavesdropping, he was suddenly immediately caught by Elly with the door that opened just like that. 

PRONOUN…

“I guessed it, you've arrived.” Look at Elly against Orson with a flat face. 

“Well, didn't you tell me to come to your house?” Orson asked back, puzzled by Alves' question.

Elly who heard Orson's way of speaking was different than usual, making Elly ask, “A moment, why did your way of speaking change to Alves? You usually call him Boss.”

“Actually Orson is my friend, he will talk formally while working alone, but beyond that he will talk casually with me.” Alves replied, representing the answer that Orson himself should have explained.

“Enak yes, can have a close friend,” muttered Elly softly while turning his back to Orson who seemed surprised because he just heard something that was not heard by Alves himself. “Enter Orson,”

“Why do I have to go in?” Orson asked that second, too. 

Elly then took a folded towel on the table and answered him : “I have helped clean Alves' body, just to wash it and treat the wound. And by the way, I'm the one who called you here, so help her, while I'll take a shower.” 

After saying so, Elly walked into the bathroom and left two men out there. 

“What-because I messed up your two dates?” Orson asked with a forced smile. It was the first time seeing Elly looking grim and like hiding something, and it was right after the word Elly muttered something with the word ‘friend’

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In the bathroom, Elly slowly took off all her clothes. The smell of sweat so piercing directly made Elly throw the clothes into a special box of dirty clothes, so now Elly can finally be naked and free all the entanglements that are always attached to her body. 

ZRASH…..

‘Friends yes?’ Thought Elly, staring at the white ceramic wall that was in front of her exactly. 

With the body finally receiving the refreshingly cold water, he suddenly felt like he was standing in the rain. 

‘Friends who use each other. Ya~ Basically the relationship between one human being with another human being will exist to benefit each other. But they were both-’ Elly turned towards the bathroom door. 

“Ahw, can't you slow down?” The voice belonging to Alves finally sounded again in the ears of Elly who was envious of the relationship of the two people who were outside it. 

“You're a man, can't you hold it?” Orson. 

“Hey, isn't your mouth sadistic enough? Don't insinuate. Want to be sick anyway still hurt, why should I hold it?” alves protest. 

“While I thought, I did it slowly. Are you moaning like that to attract his attention?” 

“Be quiet, don't have much nonsense to say anymore. This really hurts, so do it slowly, why?” Pinta Alves's. 

‘They both relationship is really quite close.’ thought Elly, feeling envious. Especially by hearing the conversation from Alves with Orson, Elly at a glance so already know that the relationship between the two of them is quite close. 

And it is inversely proportional to him. 

‘‘Well, rather than me having a relationship with Alves on the basis of a working contract, their relationship from two friends who rely on each other like they do, much more fun than a working relationship like me.’ Elly's. 

“Orson, you touched the ointment with your finger, is your hand really clean?” Alves asked, suspicious as well as warning, that anything that touched his body was something that should be clean. 

“You are, it's a good thing I want to help you.” A little upset that Alves was paying too much attention to cleanliness. And that's actually for Orson himself to be a little disturbing, because with the nature of Alves who really likes cleanliness, making all what Orson will do for Alves, so it must be delayed. “Ah, do I have to wear a brush?” 

Hearing Orson give a rather astonishing suggestion, Alves looked at Orson with a fierce gaze. 

“I think because your chest is like a wall, if you use a brush, the selep will be much faster applied to your chest.” Imbabuhnya, seamkin make Alves feel like angry. 

“Do you want your salary to be halved for half a year?” Alves threatens Orson's suggestion that sounds like a joke to Orson, but feels like a total insinuation to Alves himself. 

“Hahaha,” Orson initially laughed out loud and out loud, but in the next second Orson's facial expression instantly became flat. “No.”

“Eat it, do not make my suffering as a joke, there wash your hands first.” 

“Iya, yes. Puya mysophobia as you are indeed very troublesome.” Decih Orson's. 

‘He has mysophobia?’ Elly who just found out about it became astonished. ‘Masa anyway? Though all this time he did not look like a crazy person with cleanliness.’ Elly thought, so wanted to ask Alves directly.