Knowing that the girl her husband hired to make a sin umbrella was his child, I still happily assigned her to do exactly 1 job every day and shook her thighs, for 1 week, she ran away and lost her sandals, giving her the right kind of c/mummified husband…

It all started when my husband came home one evening and said:

– “I’m often tired, the house is big, I plan to hire an assistant. This girl, I know through friends, works very hard.”

I looked through the picture of the girl – young, white, sharp-faced. I smiled slightly: “Yes, you can decide.” But I’m not stupid. Only once I stumbled upon a message claiming “I love – good baby”, I understood everything.

I don’t get jealous. He didn’t make a fuss.
I welcomed her into the house with a polite attitude, and even said,
“I’m tired, my house does everything for me, especially the laundry, I’m very careful about that.”

And so every day, I handed my “husband’s rain sister” a basin full of clothes: underwear, socks, towels, sheets—all of which had to be washed by hand. Do not put it in the machine. If it is not clean, it must be washed again.

I added a message:
“Don’t use cheap fabric softener here, I bought this imported jar separately, 1 drop = 20 thousand, if you make a mistake, you have to pay for it.”

I also pay special attention to the cloudy, cold, drizzling days, just like that… “replaced” all the bedding. Urgent washing.

Every night, I put a glass of orange juice on the table in front of her:

– “Come on, I know it’s a bit hard to do laundry, but in return… My husband complimented me on being skilled.”

She looked at me, her face changing.
I just smiled: “Sisters, who makes it difficult for each other…”

On the fifth day, I heard her making a phone call and muttering:

– “I can’t stand it anymore, my wife seems to know everything. If I stay, I will definitely peel my skin because of the laundry detergent, not the tears!”

On the evening of the sixth day, I deliberately pretended to ask:

– “Are you going to stay for a long time, do you want me to change my name to a long-term contract?”

Early in the morning of the 7th day, she disappeared, leaving a message for my husband:
“I didn’t expect to be a real osin. You go, you hold on to my queen!”

My husband angrily called me in:

– “What did you do to her?”

I took a sip of tea and replied,
“I just assigned the maid’s job. Ah, but I’m going to hire someone new. Do you know anyone else? But don’t introduce someone who used to know you, I’m tired.”

He choked his throat. I laughed.

The crime of bringing his lover into the house to be an osin, but he thought he was clever… It’s still young and green!