[SerflySGR]

Originally Posted by SerflySGR

"I don't like them. They like to bully Kakak, always asking her to borrow them money or ask her to do things for them."

"Lend them," I corrected my son, "It's 'lend', not 'borrow'." But I stopped short; wasn't really in the mood to explain things to my son. I was more interested in his story about the maids and Wanda.

"What things did they ask Wanda to do?" I asked my son.

"I don't know. Girls' stuff. Kakak never tell me but she always ask me 'Shh!'" He replied. Sometimes I tend to forget that my son was only in Primary School.

The rest of the night came and went quietly enough. I avoided Wanda most of the time. For one thing, I was unsure of my feelings; what was I supposed to think? How was I 'supposed to' feel? I had no right over Wanda; yet I feel all so affected when I hear stories about her. But, even if she did matter to me, what could I do? I was still legally married. Another part of me felt ashamed of my actions last night; technically I had just raped my maid. There was no foreplay There was no love-making. I just made used of my maid as a means to let off my pent up frustrations.

Then I heard a soft knock and my bedroom door creek open.

"Sir, you angry to me?" That was not the usual way she addressed me. I ignored her and pretended to sleep. There was silence and then I heard the soft closing 'click' of the door; she must have thought I was sleeping and left the room.

I opened my eyes and sat up. I was wrong.

There she was: kneeling in her bath robe, in front of the closed door. Her eyes lit up the moment she saw me got up. She used her forearm to rub away her tears.

"Sir, you no want me?" she asked.

I opened my mouth but no words came out.

"Sir, please, I don't know why you angry to me," she pleaded, "but I do everything to make you happy and want me again. Wanda only have you Sir and you are make me happy here and here." she pointed to her heart and then to her privates, "If you want to send me back, please memberi chance saya make you happy one last time. Then I go. Tolong Sir. Tolong."

From her kneeling position, she prostrated as she pleaded to me to give her another chance.

I felt my heart melt. More evidently, I felt an erection coming.