Forced to endure

Forced to endure
Chapter 64



Eva POVs


I was born into a family that was not capable. Since my teens both my parents have died so I can't continue school because there's no cost. I work odd jobs to connect, be a maid, waitress in the restaurant anything important I can eat.


I got married at a young age, I thought after marriage my life would be assured. I don't have to work hard anymore because there is a husband who will meet my needs. My husband and I are both immature. Every time he gets angry he hits me. I was still innocent at that time, I kept quiet when my husband used to be rude to me. I was too afraid to talk.


Then one day one of my neighbors saw my face full of wounds and then I dared to speak. My neighbor saved me, and helped me break up with my first husband.


Then I got married again, to a man older than me. I think mature age will make more mature. And it's true that I became more "mature" with my second husband. All he had in mind was "it" but he was lazy to work. He relied on me more for money. I was like a cow for him. Why am I married if I still have to work hard?


I finally got divorced for the second time. I'd rather live alone than have a husband, but instead I have to support my husband.


I became a widow twice at a young age. A lot of men are chasing me. But my experience of being married twice made me have to carefully choose my future husband. If I get married, I want to live a good life and never have to work again. My husband will meet all my needs, I want to live well. I've been working since I was a kid.


I took a massage course after I finished working as a housekeeper. I wanted to open a massage practice at home so no one scolded me. I am often scolded when I work, said my employer, I am not very smart. That's why I want to stop working.


After the course was over I completely quit my job and opened a massage practice at home. Initially my massage customers were mothers, mostly my neighbors or maybe mothers from the village next door.


Sometimes there are men who also use my massage services. But for a long time, more men came for massage. Almost everyone meant to approach me knowing I was a widow. But I am not interested because most of them are just rude employees or laborers. Now I'm only interested in office men and earn a decent income.


Once there was a customer who asked for a massage but he also asked for other services. I refused because I didn't do that. But he's an office worker like my dream, not a manual laborer like everyone else. He also offered a lot of money. And that was the beginning of me offering plus-plus services at my massage house.


But I don't just offer that to all my customers. Only certain people who look handsome and office workers, anyway men like my dream.


Until one day a handsome, well-dressed man came along he said his name was Adji. Seeing from his appearance, he certainly has a position in his office. Adji was a friend of the one who first requested plus-plus service from me.


When it comes the first time Mas Adji just wants to be in a massage. Then came a second time then he dared to ask for service "more".


I had a chat with him and then I knew he was from a neighboring village, exactly he was married to someone named Winda. I know Winda though not very familiar.


Then old Mas Adji didn't come and enjoy my massage. I wondered and asked my neighbor. Turns out he's sick.


I took the initiative to visit him. I want to meet the Winda. I want to take his heart, who knows he will allow Mas Adji to marry me, be a second wife I do not matter.


Linda welcomed me kindly and kindly. Makes me think if she likes me, my chance of becoming Mas Adji's second wife is getting bigger.


I had a chance to think if Winda was unable to satisfy Mas Adji so he came to me? If so, then this is my chance to take the heart of Mas Adji and Vinda.


But then I heard Mas Adji went bankrupt. Even I met Winda was working as a shopkeeper. I forgot my wish to marry Mas Adji. Why marry a man who is bankrupt and sick?


Then I looked for another candidate. Winda's friend named Likha, her husband is also an office employee although not as handsome and sementereng Mas Adji. But at least he's an office worker. At least I should get a better husband than my two previous husbands.


But Likha was fierce. She caught me and her husband in her room together. He got very angry and dragged me out of his house. I can't do anything, I'm afraid of Likha. He's not like Winda. Lucky he didn't report me to the authorities.


My hope of getting married and making my life better seems to be gone. Although Likha's husband secretly still often wears my services, I'm not interested in making her my husband.


Then I heard Mas Adji is back to health. He even got back rich. I'll approach him again.


And like having been a match, I accidentally met Mas Adji at a stall. My chance. I looked at him with a seductive look, with just one blink I knew Mas Adji wanted me.


I left the stall and was sure Mas Adji would catch up with me. People say I use shamans, or pellets or what they call them but I don't need that. Men will be hypnotized without the frills of pellets or stacking if they have ever felt "my wobble". I have to thank my ex-husband for teaching me to be a real "adult.


True Mas Adji followed me home. I know what he wants. Before playing I give him a special male medicine, so that he feels mighty and I will try to satisfy him until he is addicted.


But I did not expect the Winda to come. He took the citizens and found us in the room still without clothes. But I don't feel sad or ashamed. I was happy, Winda saw me and Mas Adji both.


All I think about after this Willa will get angry and ask for a divorce, then Mas Adji will marry me, it's that simple. I don't think that the citizens will punish and expel the batteries from my own camp.