MY MAID

POV RUMI (I FELL IN LOVE)

After arriving, I was really amazed to see the house and its contents. They were so kind to welcome me, I felt like their brother was not their Art

"Well let's go Rumi I'll show Rumi's room"

"well buk"

"call me Ma'am Asiyah just Ma'am, I prefer to be called so much more familiar, do not be awkward anymore, consider us brothers"

While walking to the room he told a lot of stories, it turned out that the person was cool just a moment ago I was comfortable here.

"Well, here is Rumi's room, Rumi's mother is still sick so rest first happened to be the Imam had ordered food nant me between Rumi's room only, just mother Rumi, the most important thing is for Mbak Rumi to rest and recover first.

"yes buk eh mbak, thank you very much Ma'am has accepted me to work here, insyaallah tomorrow can start working"

Actually, my body is still a little sore, but I do not feel good if it continues in the room, so I decided today to start working, so I decided to start working, Ma'am Asiyah took me around the house and explained what my work was, she also told me about the family's activities from morning to evening in order to adjust. It turned out that Ma'am Asiyah owned a bakery and already had several branches, her husband was in the business of buying ornamental plants and birds, her husband was good to me but he was like avoiding me, of course because he people understand religion so naturally he keeps his distance from me.

It doesn't feel like I've been working here for 2 years. All this time they have been very good to me, I really feel at home working with them. I did not expect the nominal salary given to me was not small not to mention the bonus and support, so that I could meet the needs of my family in the village. Every month I go home when I go home, Ma'am Asiyah must bring me an expensive cake that is not small in number.

Today their daughter Ayesa has started entering their Elementary School to register her son full day Islamic school which is expensive. Since their children school Mbak Rumi so more often in the store because the shop is crowded, mas Imam of course at home taking care of birds and ornamental plants. I don't know why I was so amazed by the figure of Imam. The longer the house alone together with him requires me sometimes to think about what is not. If I became his wife, of course, I was very happy, my family would also be in peace considering that my mother is now in the village often sick and and requires a lot of medical expenses.

I don't know why every day I think about Imam. I deliberately chose a shirt that was a little open and tempting when Mbak Asiyah had started to go to the store I was also a little dress up thin rather more attention-grabbing, When Ms. Asiyah was at home of course I only wore a slum shirt and behaved naively as usual.

Even so I can not make the Imam mas one bit see me, but I have done everything to get close to him like when the Imam mas caged birds behind then I will sweep the backyard. Seeing his old attitude, I wanted to have him more and more. I don't know since when but it seems like I'm starting to love her or I'm just obsessed with her I don't know, every day I just think of a way to get close to her.

When I returned home to meet my friend, he told me that he had moved a man to a household and had children, it seemed like he was reading my interest and he was willing to take me to the place of the smart man. But I want time to think first, I was tempted by his invitation but I thought that pellets and guna would not work for the Imam or Mbak Asiyah because they are religious families, notya mempan later wrong can even turn to me. I finally expressed my intention to save the Imam

On the way back to the city I accidentally saw a powerful drug ad, arrived in my brain came up with an idea. I asked the seller if there is a stimulant drug for men with high doses that when taken immediately desire and must be met. I cheered like I won the lottery when the seller said there was, just order it and go on.

Ah how happy my heart is to imagine having such a handsome and well-established man as the Imam. Just imagine it feels very happy especially if you really have it. Tomorrow I will make my plan.

Tomorrow I start my plan, yes when they leave I immediately go to shower a little preening to look more fresh and I wear clothes that I just bought yesterday. I then do my job as usual but for the task of cleaning the house I will do it later when the Imam has come home so that it can be a little caper caper.

A moment later I heard that Imam's car had gone home, he asked me to make coffee like I could, the moment I waited for my mind, I mixed it with the powder that Kenmaren bought, I bought, after I served the coffee I immediately took a broom and then swept while walking around it. Successfully I think he's a little bit of a whistleblower but a little while later he went out in the unlucky car it seems like my plan failed, thankfully I bought that medicine a lot.

Every day I do the same thing sometimes I mix water or I mix it eaten so that he does not suspect but again failed, again failed, once upon a time he came to me and suddenly held my shoulder but suddenly he beristighfar and left. Ah my fate is really shit but I won't despair.