MY HELPER PASSION

THE GP 31

After bathing and putting on clothes, Deon returned to Izza's room. According to Izza the man looks more handsome now. Maybe because he had heard the man's statement saying he was comfortable with her. So the aura feels more different.

Time has shown at half-time seven nights. Adell had permission to go home a little night. So there's time for Deon to chat with Izza.

"Za, can I ask you something?" Deon started the conversation.

"What?"

Deon steadied himself to ask Izza about this. I hope that woman is honest with him.

"When I asked your opinion about wanting to have a child with Adell, you once said that I better wait until Adell is ready, compared to the child was born without the desired presence like you. What does that mean? Please answer honestly this time!"

Izza immediately flinched. Honestly, he is still not ready to tell about himself to anyone including Deon. He didn't want Deon to feel for him.

"Did you have a trauma wound in a very deep family?" ask the man again.

Izza lowered his head. His hand covered his nails because he was confused whether he should tell or not. He was still afraid and hesitant. And this shouldn't be Deon asking her.

"For what?" Izza said after a while of silent choosing.

"I just want to know. But you take it easy, if you don't want to tell a story, I won't make it. But if you really want a story, I'm going to beat you up and not judge you, Za."

Deon tries to convince Izza that she wants to tell him. Because he was curious about the woman's life. He wanted to know what Izza's background was like.

"I'm afraid, Deon," said the woman, no longer calling 'sir' to her employer.

"Don't be afraid, Za. I'm sure you'll feel a lot better after you reveal what you've been alone with. You will definitely feel relieved afterwards."

Izza looked at Deon in the face. He still doubts whether Deon can be trusted or not. But if you look at his face, it looks like Deon can keep secrets about him.

Izza sets himself up to open the story of his life to Deon.

"I'm a girl who doesn't know who my parents are." Izza started the story and Deon took a good look.

"My parents left me in front of the orphanage for no reason. One day, I heard the mother of the parlour talking to the other caretaker, that I was the child of an extramarital couple. After that, I decided to run away from the pangi to find my parents. But it's not that easy. Let alone his face, his name alone I don't know."

"Then I tried to apply for a job to a place, but was never accepted because my status was unclear. Then I received an offer from someone to work at his place, at a nightclub when I was twenty-four. It's not the job I want. But trust me, I do that because it's the only place I can work. I served men every night and I decided to quit that job because I realized that all that time I was just being used. I received no royalties less than I should've earned."

Izza's tears began to pool in her eyes. But he was still trying to hold the clear grain so as not to fall.

"I then decided to work at home as a domestic assistant. I got an unnatural treatment. I worked three months in one of the houses but didn't pay. I did not explain one by one and in detail. And the last time I worked as a home assistant before here, I was kicked out by a female employer."

"Because what?" deon asked as Izza stopped talking.

"I cheated on the man's employer for a five-fold salary."

Izza's reply made Deon speechless. He did not know what to say and honestly he was speechless by the woman's confession.

"I know you must be the same as me after I tell you all about me?"

Izza regretted telling the man who he was.

Deon shook his head slowly. He held onto both of the woman's shoulders and looked her in the eyes with a deep look.

"I salute you for still being able to survive until this moment in your life which I think is very hard. I know the life you're going through is not easy. When everyone says bad words to you, I will admit that you are a strong woman. Regardless of what you've been doing all this time. Someone has no right to label yourself as a bad woman. Because they will never understand and understand what kind of life you live" Deon said.

The clear thread that Izza had been resistant so as not to happen now decays through the bulwark of the eye and starts to plunge freely. He did not expect Deon's response to be unexpected.

Deon quickly took Izza into his arms. Hold that woman tight.

Deon still could not believe that the woman currently in his arms turned out to have a very bad mass. But he saluted her because she had absolutely no intention of ending her life.

"You can cry hard. Take out all your burdens that you have been alone until you feel relieved. Cry, don't hesitate."

After Deon said that, Izza's cries broke even more, her tears spilling in Deon's arms. The woman was crying sobbing until as much as she pleased.

Deon hugged Izza's body, rubbed the woman's back and occasionally stroked her hair, giving the woman peace of mind.

After being satisfied crying. Izza let go of his embrace. Deon wiped away the tears on Izza's cheeks using both of her thumbs.

"Where? Are you relieved now?" ask the man later.

Izza nodded. His sigh had not gone away because he cried for so long. He tried to regulate his breathing that was still cringing. After feeling that everything was much better, he thanked the man.

"Thank you for listening to my story without judgment about my life, Deon. Thanks also for the hug, I feel very relieved now. Thank you very much, thank you very much, Deon."

"Yes, equally. Don't hesitate to tell whatever story you want to tell."

Izza nodded. "Yes, thank you."

Deon shifted the hair covering Izza's face, then gave a brief peck on the woman's forehead.

***

Deon left Izza when the woman was already asleep. He said he was sleepy after crying for a long time.

Time has shown nine o'clock over five minutes. Adell has not yet returned. And as soon as he walked towards his room, a woman came.

"Darling .." exclaimed the woman and rushed straight into her husband's arms.

Suddenly Adell let go of his embrace and looked at Deon's face.

"Darling, you smell someone else's perfume."

"Huh?" Deon was spotted curling and immediately smelled his shirt. Maybe it was the smell of Izza perfume that stuck because he had been hugging the woman for quite a long time.

"Ah this is not a perfume, dear. It smells like clothes." Deon.

"What time?" Adell kissed her husband's shirt back, lucky Izza's tears had dried up.

"It smells of perfume, baby."

"Capture clothes, baby. I didn't wear perfume after the shower."

Deon tried to convince his wife. Adell squinted both of her eyes at the man with suspicion. But he didn't want to make a fuss, he's very happy today.

"Ah yes, that's it. We're going to the room, yuk. I'm tired of taking a break."

"Yes." Yeah."

Adell pulled Deon's hand and led her into the room.

Deon sat on the edge of the bed while Adell stood in front of the closet to change clothes.

"I'm so happy today, baby. My best friend used to talk to me in his apartment, but you said I couldn't go home last night. That means you won't let me stay, will you?"

Adell searched his sleeping pajamas in the closet.

"You didn't say you wanted to jump. He said to come home a little late, so I said don't stay" Deon replied.

Adell looked at her husband.

"So if I get permission, you'll let me?"

"If permission, I'll let it go. The reason is obvious."

"Seriously? You don't mind me rapping?"

Deon nodded. Adell regretted not saying she would be stuck. Know that he said and maybe now he's still in a place with someone.

The man gave his wife permission because at home he had Izza.

Adell took off one by one her clothes in front of her husband as usual. Somehow this time felt ordinary to see his wife lying in front of his eyes. Maybe because he had seen the property of Izza which is much larger and smaller than Adell's which only fits in the grip.

However, as a normal man he still wants to have a husband and wife relationship. He got up from his seat and walked over to his wife holding him from behind. Incidentally Adell has not been wearing his sleeping pajamas, and only wears dallam clothes.

Deon remmas his wife's breasts from behind while kissing her lips sideways. He also did not forget to stick his heirloom on the slender part of his wife's bokkong. And one of his hands began to infiltrate the inner cellana.

While enjoying it, he suddenly remembered the same thing he had done to Izza. The difference is, having Izza is more monttok and tiny is also more pronounced.

Deon finally imagined that he was currently playing with Izza. It does not matter if his wife is currently made an object of hallucination for him.

Deon dropped his wife's body onto the bed with a hunting breath. The man took off his clothes one by one until his body was plain without a thread. Then lower the cellana dallam Adell until it is released.

The man pressed his wife's body under his confinement before then carrying out his action. Adell did not want to lose to her husband, as usual she will be more active and aggressive and that is what Deon likes when in bed with his wife. However, this time he imagined if it was Izza.

In another room, a woman suddenly woke up feeling thirsty. He had to wake up when he did not find the whereabouts of the man who had accompanied him.

Izza got off his bed and walked towards the door slowly and carefully as his legs had not fully healed. There's still a little pain.

While walking towards the kitchen, his steps suddenly came to a halt. Sayup-sayup he heard the sound of someone's moans from behind his master's room.

Izza walked closer to the door of the room. The voice was heard more and more clearly in his ears as he attached the earlobe to the door.

Boddohnya, why should he do that when he already knew if the voice must be the voice of his female master. The same voice as the first time he heard it at that moment. But this time it felt different, he felt jealous and his heart ached to hear the sound of their love. There is a feeling of unwillingness.

"Bh .. Ooh .. Babyyeh .." The voice came from Deon. It seems like the man is enjoying his love for Adell.

Izza was envious and sad even though he had no right to do it any way he was doing it with his wife. The desire to have Deon is getting bigger. And he will make sure that the man will be his whole. One day, what Deon is doing with Adell, will be done with him.