MY MAID

RUMI POV (not as beautiful as I imagined)

I really can't believe a rich man's wife like me just eats with crackers and soy sauce like she does today.

This was beyond my plan, not one bit I imagined this happening.

At first I thought to always satisfy the affairs of the bed Imam yes anyone would know the weakness of the man is on his lust after he submits to me of course I can easily get anything I want, but it turned out that everything was far from my expectations.

I worked at their home long enough.

But I really do not know if it turns out all their assets in the name of Asiyah, this time I was really deceived even fooled by mas Imam who was not as good as his appearance.

And of course being fooled by his producer was far from my expectations.

My life really changed 180 degrees when Mbak Asiyah already knew that I was the honey.

At first he had been nice to me, and I thought he had accepted me but it was not long because in fact now I was driven from an increasingly luxurious house.

At first I had thought to stay at Mas Imam's parents' house for a while, yahh itung itung save not pay the rent and do not spend money to eat, yahh itung itung, but after I thought again finally it was not so I did I was afraid that when it arrived then Asiyah stopped by later.

But how else if too many demands can mas Imam divorce me, obviously he would prefer Mbak Asiyah who is far above me, he said, yes, although Mas Imam is now no money but at least I still have a backrest and hopefully later can also think of not tik to get a little property of his wife and for sure this is better than if I having to divorce in a pregnant condition like this will certainly be a lot of blasphemy against me, although at this time I am sure there are many who call me a selfless actor.

Ah I miss the time before my relationship with Mas Imam was revealed, first anything I asked would definitely be fulfilled.

Not even infrequently mas Imam took me for a walk, and honeymoon in a luxury hotel. When I came home also mas Imam silent often take me, all my house people also already know if I have married siri with Mas Imam, of course we go alone first, we know, mas imam as usual saying to go to the mountains looking for bonsai, when he returned the bonsai he brought was just a bonsai bought on the side of the road, yes mbak Asiyah did not know if in fact spent time with me.

Ah I feel so miss Imam , yesterday even though contracted stuffy like this at least I have accompanied, but now I am only alone.

My activity is certainly only a lie, occasionally I play expensive cellphone given by Mas Imam first and how hot my heart once opened social media accounts appear Mbak Asiyah posted their photos when on the beach yesterday with the caption "a man who has never experienced suffering will not experience the happiness of life" it feels like he insinuated me.

But didn't my life have suffered enough?

Playing hp instead of eliminating my saturation actually adds to my frustration, seeing photos of the two of them that look harmonious makes me even more envious.

I better just send a message to the Imam, I will crowd him with a message to be fair with his wife.