My Sexy Maid's
Falling From the Stairs

After Erland and Darmi left, Mirah continued her work washing Erland's dirty clothes. But when he had to wash********** hand Mirah somewhat doubtful although he often wash the interior of Hendra can not be denied there is a little uncomfortable, different from having his own husband.

" Ihh.. recently I had to wash************ other men."

Feel awkwardly holding ************* Erland with index and thumb tips and then put in the washing machine.

While waiting for clothes in the machine, Mirah took clean work in the dining room, in her lap with a special washcloth until the table was back shiny, then swept away the dirt. Indeed, the dining room though looks neat and clean but after in the corner broom, there is also a lot of fine dust dust in the slip. Mirah knows which ones are rarely clean.

Clothes have been washed and then in the sun, in his mind rich people like Erland why should bother to wash themselves even though just call the laundry service will just take care of it.

Time has shown at 10 noon, the entire room of Erland's apartment is very neat there is no dust and traces of glass traces or fingers left on the glass table of a relaxing room that has a large television. Business magazine magazine has been arranged neatly, some carpets under the desk Mirah clean with a vacuum cleaner even though he was a bit difficult how to use it.

" Whuuffs.." Mirah took a breath

Thirst could not be held anymore he sat at the dinner table and rest for a moment he drank soaked his throat quite very thirsty, very thirsty, it didn't feel like 3 hours he was clean but he remembered his daughter who he had to stay all day.

" With just a few hours I've missed Intan, did she cry and ask me?'

Mirah's face immediately glumly thought of Intan, if only his luck and happy with Hendra maybe he did not have to live this heavy life, had to work to bring a child and now entrusted to Darmi, he said, it is not impossible that Mirah however there is an unpleasant feeling already troublesome people in the Wijaya residence. What if the kid is naughty.

" I'd better get the job done here and get back to it quick."

Mirah then saw the clock was past 10, 20 minutes, time wasted by contemplation, not if he had to cook for lunch Mr. Erland.

" Duh.already almost half 11."

Mirah then moved quickly her hand to open the refrigerator while looking at what supplies of ingredients she would process to cook lunch. Mirah then took the ground chicken meat found in the freezer and also seasoning kitchen seasoning only potluck.then the green vegetables that will be stir-fried Mirah. Without running out of food menu ideas, he just oseng oseng milled meat with onions Bombay pepper a little salt and soy sauce sweet and salty.

An hour of cooking was finished, now only Mirah clean the kitchen and now waiting for Mr. Erland to come. After this he will ask Mr. Erland for permission to return.

Erland was already at the door of the apartment and accessed the number code when Erland entered her eyes looking for Mirah.

" Has he come back?"

But in his nose he smelled the smell of cooking, his footsteps brought to the dining table at the view of lunch dishes for him was very appetizing. But he still wondered why Mirah didn't tell him she was back.

Erland stood still looking at the food on the table, but suddenly his ears heard a scream.

" Hein..!"

" Who is still here?'

Erland hurriedly searched for the sound of Mirah, the sound of Mirah was in a special place to dry clothes.

" Ohh.sakiit!'

" You.jeez!"

Mirah immediately heard Mr. Erlando's voice and turned her head, Erland rushed to Mirah and crouched down.

" Let me help you stand up!'

Erland's two hands holding both of Mirah's hands helped her stand up.

" Next time heart!"

" I'm sorry sir, I didn't notice the last staircase I didn't realize I thought my foot was on the floor.."

Erland took a breath, her eyes still seeing Mirah's face grimacing painfully.

" Just rest, come on! let me check your feet."

Erland rubbed Mirah's body to be able to walk but apparently arrived Mirah was unable to walk.

" Acturn..!'

Mirah stopped her steps because of the pain in her ankle.

" Why.what is sick?'

" Mister sa-I can't walk, my heel hurts.."

Erland immediately noticed that Mirah's ankle was beginning to swell, without a second thought Erland immediately lifted the body of Mirah ala bridal. Mirah who was carried like that reflexes her face lowered in embarrassment.

" Tu-tuan put me down! let me walk!"

" How can you walk see your ankles have swelled so I can check that your legs could be sprained."

" Ta-but don't have to be carried too many times, sir."

" Be quiet, you're so noisy, just troublesome!"

" Eugh.sorry that." He said with his head still down.

During Mirah in a bridal-style car, Erland's eyes for a moment saw the face of Mirah who continued to look down. He was unable to raise his head because he was very embarrassed, his embarrassed face could not be covered because his face was very close to Erland's face.

Erland smiled at the look on Mirah's red face like a boiled crab.