Shinta Jonathan's

Relax

Happy reading

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New York's. At 9 am.

Shinta has taken her son to school. She brought her husband too. Now he is reading a magazine. There was a maid accompanying him. Rachel, of course.

Rachel volunteered to massage Shinta's legs. Shinta didn't mind at all.

Ah comfortable, her mind says. Every time he finished dropping off his son's school he had no other job but to sit quietly reading magazines. Like a sultan who is relaxing, he should be grateful for his life at this time.

No need to think about heavy things, maybe not even need to think.

Ah, this life is indeed worthy of gratitude after so many years of his life full of suffering. His unhappy youth. Forced to marry a stranger who is much older. If Shinta recalls, she felt very depressed at that time. But try now he was even grateful to be reunited with Jonathan. The American bule who is sometimes fierce is like a dead rule in Shinta's life.

What is my husband doing now? batin Shinta misses her husband. He had just taken her to work.

"Mrs wants something to drink?" rachel asked suddenly.

Shinta nodded.

Why is he so sensitive? If only her husband had been a little more sensitive.

I was bored of doing nothing.

Yes, since he lived here, all his needs have been prepared by the maids who work here. By her mother-in-law, Shinta could not do chores in the kitchen or work. It's boring, because he hasn't done anything all day. Just take her son to school and wait for her husband to come home to work.

"Please miss."

"Thank you." Shinta lowered her leg and sipped the drink. There is nothing most comfortable about his life now. His happy little family. It was enough for him to live life ahead. He hoped there would be no meaningful problems. I don't know where it came from.

It's boring to sit still and do nothing. Just gain weight and a no-no mind.

How much more did my waist circumference increase? I think it's getting fat. Shinta glanced at the stomach that increasingly showed fat curves.

Surprisingly, her husband and in-laws were happy. Although Shinta never protested with the behavior of her husband and in-laws, but in her heart she was eager to move her accomplice's fingers for a useful activity.

She remembers persuading her husband. He asked permission for the course. Whatever the course is important he can get out of the activity.

"If you want, I'll take the teacher to teach you every day at home" Joe said in a teasing tone. She knew Shinta wouldn't like it if it was her husband's decision.

"So. That's not. Ah mas I don't really understand." whine Shinta.

Shinta stood up to leave. Rachel swiftly stopped him with her respectful voice, "want to be brought a mistress snack?" As already memorized about how Shinta when bored. Shinta is going to the back garden to water the flowers planted behind the house.

"No."

I ate a lot this morning. Want to keep snacking until my stomach is distended? Wow, this is Rachel's outrageous too. Keep offering me food.

Shinta went straight to the back garden. Rachel followed him from behind.

"Rachel, don't you have another job? I'm fine with myself."

"No madam, my duty is done."

He never once left me alone. Don't ask why.

"Have you reported to your boss?"

"Ah, it's madam." Rachel stammered. Feeling shy. But that has become his duty every day. He will make sure Shinta will go home after dropping off her son at school and what activities she is doing now. Of course report to Joe.

"Come Rachel, just once. Don't tell him. I'd like to take a walk for a while. In the mall or park. Look at the buildings in the city center. I am free here but never come out. Come out with him. That's rare. He's a mean husband you know!"

"Mrs can't talk like that. Master loves madam very much."

"Trus why can't I go out? My mother-in-law is also protective. I'm bored."

"It's for the lady's safety."

Safety from what? I don't understand. Rachel always said for my safety. But never say clearly what it means. Is it dangerous in the movies? Ah, ngawur. Where there is such a thing.

"Try to explain congratulations from what?"

"Whatever it is."

"Whatever what is it? Ah, that's it." Shinta flicked her hand. He already knew Rachel's answer that he wouldn't easily understand. Sometimes the swirling is unclear. Just wasting energy.

Rachel breathed a sigh of relief. This time he survived another difficult question. It is better to be scolded by Shinta than to be scolded by her master.

"He doesn't need to know. You need to shut the fuck up!" joe's loud and loud voice was always ringing in Rachel's head.

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