The Passion of Brother-in-law

EP 52

"Sister Foster want to come with me to the tea garden? Does your sister not work?"

Mina combed her hair while facing the mirror, occasionally tilting her head at the man sitting on his bed with both hands folded on his chest. Mina looked at the man nodding from behind the mirror.

"I took two days off. Who told you to run all the way here and not come home yet. I told you I'd be wherever you are, right?" the man continued to look at Mina who was behind him.

"Cih," Mina did not believe Foster's words. Where there is such a thing. There will be a time when humans want to be alone and busy working together.

"You don't believe it?" Foster deliberately put on an injured face, suddenly Mina laughed discordantly.

"Alright, alright. I believe it." Mina retorted rolling her eyes lazy.

Foster is satisfied. His eyes did not come off the girl.

"Don't dress up too pretty, don't dress up and you're so pretty, let alone dressed up. I don't want other men staring at you. You're only mine, little lady."

"Hufft ..." Mina breathed a tired breath. Since then the man continued to cook him with various kinds of sentences that made him dizzy. How not dizzy try, the person he wears the clothes he likes, if his arms are open the man will tell you to change.

"Where am I dancing, Mr. Foster. You don't see if I just combed my hair from earlier?" He kicked this guy for a long time. Handsome, yes, but it sucks to ban him from this and that. Anyway what's wrong if he dandan, he's a girl.

Foster laughing.

"Don't be fierce. I'll be more dear, "his god winks mischievous eyes.

Mina closed her eyes deeply and then stood up to Foster. He grabbed the man's hand and pushed him out of the room.

"Son Foster wait outside. If here continue I can not be too late to prepare."

"Leave fierce. I want to kiss you."

Brakk!

Not yet had the man carry out the action, Mina had pushed and closed the door of her room firmly, locking it from the inside. Instead of being angry, Foster laughed.

"I'm waiting in the living room, don't be long-sweeety!" then the fun went to the living room.

His gaze returned flat once he reached the living room. Some of the house servants who worked nearby stole a glance at him. Their expressions were like they had just seen a great artist. Yes, Foster was indeed that handsome in their eyes.

"Santi, do you know who he isn't?" whisper one of the servants to Santi. They're the same age. The number of servants in the house was quite a lot. Because Oma Winda likes the crowd, so he works a lot of workers in his house. Use your own money. The old woman had a tea garden business that made a lot of money every month, able to hire a lot of helpers and pay her employees. It is said that the heirs of Oma Winda will fall to her youngest granddaughter, Mina.

"The man is like his girlfriend non-Mina" said Santi. He also stared at Foster silently a few times. The man looked busy looking at his hape.

The first time Santi saw him yesterday, he dreamed of having a handsome and rich girlfriend like that man. He dreams of being like the grandson of his very lucky master.

"Hmm, rich people are different. They can meet, date and marry anyone they want. While we-we are only helpers .. can only dream" said the woman beside Santi again.

Santi smiled faintly. It's true. But in his little heart, he had a great ambition to change lives. He does not want to continue living in poverty. He dreams of being rich. If you have everything, you can do anything.

"Tu .. young master," he called shyly.

Foster raised his face, looking at Santi flatly.

"What's wrong?" her tone was cold, just like the man used to do to others, except for Mina of course.

"A ... You thirsty? What to drink, I'll make." Santi offers. Foster thought for a second, though,

"Take me some water" he said flatly.

"Well," Santi replied and then turned to the kitchen. In the kitchen he could breathe. My God, that guy was so handsome up close, Santi liked him. The woman smiled. He neutralized her breath again and then took a glass of water, tidied her hair briefly to look beautiful in Foster's eyes, then returned to the living room.

As he got closer to where he was sitting, he got an idea. Hopefully the idea works. Then deliberately the woman pretended to hit something so that her body was limp and fell over Foster. The Hape that Foster was holding jumped to the floor and other maids were watching them.

Santi thought that the man would help her stand up gently, too bad the man even pushed her body violently, like disgust she fell over the man. The man stood up from the sofa and looked at Santi sharply.

"Ma ... Sorry sir, I didn't mean it." Santi tries to clean the wet Foster shirt, but the man throws his hands down.

"Don't touch me!" beat the guy rough. Santi jerks. The girl bowed.

"Listen, I've met a lot of lowly women like you. You think I don't know? Women like you, I've known with just one look."

"Next time don't do such a cheap deed again. You're gonna disgust a lot of guys. Be an honorable maid, you can't climb upstairs in a disgusting way." said the man coldly.

Santi bit her lips withstanding the crying and embarrassment. A liverache? Sure oes.

"Sister Foster, I'm ready. Come on!" mina's call instantly changed Foster's angry mimicry. The man leaves Santi and runs to the woman he loves. It was indeed only Mina who was the kindest and innocent in her eyes.

"I told you not to dance, right?"

"I don't dance, where did Brother Foster see me dance?"

"Here, here, why are you wearing lipstick? Look, you're so sweet, other men will ..."

"Stop! Does Brother Foster want me to use charcoal on my face to be ugly?"

"That's fine, even."

"Sister Fosteerr .. I'll snatch again later."

Foster chuckles.

"Alright, alright. Just look. Come on." then the man grabbed Mina's hand and walked out of the house together.

From the living room, Santi felt angry, embarrassed, and humiliated. He felt himself being humiliated in front of the other maid. Looking at their gazes, they all seemed to be humbling him. Not strong with those gazes, Santi ran into the maid room and cried there.