MY INNOCENT PROVINCIANA MAID

"Maleya, Tara, and we might even reach night," I could hear Divina's voice outside the room, so luckily I had already finished getting ready before she finished cooking.

We immediately went to the side of the garage because we were going to visit Kuya Paul, the mansion's security guard.

"Divina, why do we need to say goodbye to Kuya Paul? Is he coming with us, or who will guard the house?"

"Hahaha, no, Maleya, I left instructions for us to leave by six o'clock because they might not let us in if it's too late. They're strict about not allowing entry at that time; who knows, there might be thieves."

She said, and I agreed.

"Right, and what if everything inside gets stolen? What will happen to us? And if Sr. struggles, we might lose our jobs, and I'll have to go back to the province. Ugh, that can't happen, so we need to watch the house."

"Hahaha, right, but Kuya Paul is there to guard anyway," she chuckled.

"Okay, let's hurry then; we can chat later, hahaha."

"The market here in Manila is huge," I marveled as we entered a large building bustling with people and impressive because there were various vendors selling all sorts of things.

"It's not called a market; it's called a Mall here, Maleya. Do you not have this in your province?"

"No, we only have markets, and if we do have them, they're not as beautiful and big as here in Manila. It's so nice and clean here."

"Hahaha, come on, I'll show you more so you'll know," she said.

I glanced at a big TV showing a man wearing only briefs. He was handsome, but why did he have to be half-naked? What if a child sees him? His 'thing' is so big.

"Maleya, come on, let's go; forget about that. Don't dream about it," she teased, so I gave her a look.

"Doesn't he have any clothes?"

"It's fashion, that's how it is," she said with a mischievous grin.

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"I bought so many things," I muttered as we got off the service we were riding.

"Well, that's good, it'll last us for about a week. That's just how it is here," Maleya responded.

"Is that so? Looks like I still have a lot to learn."

"Oh, you said it. But for now, you go ahead and go inside, I'll ask someone else for help, maybe Sr. needs something."

"Okay, sure. Are you sure you don't need my help anymore?"

"Yeah, don't worry, I'll come in through the back."

I started walking towards the entrance. Before I could fully enter, I could hear the voices of the men.

Four tall and handsome men greeted me. They looked like celebrities, and they were definitely the object of desire for many women.

One looked Japanese because of his slanted eyes, and another seemed to have American heritage because of his ash-colored eyes. Then there was a guy with blond hair who had a mysterious aura.

But my attention was drawn to one man, who, among all the handsome men, stood out the most. He was taller, more serious-looking, and his gaze felt like it was melting me. He was none other than my employer.

"You didn't tell me, Aziel, that you have such a beautiful maid in your mansion."

"Yeah, but she's literally crazy," he replied.

One of the men gestured for another to come closer, so I approached them. Was I surrounded by handsome angels?

"You look familiar to me," I pointed to the guy who looked American.

"Had we met before?" he asked me.

"It's you, Soren. You beat us to it," his Japanese-looking companion joked.

"D*mn you, Orion, she seems too innocent for me," Soren replied.

"Did you meet him before, Maleya?" Sr. Aziel interrupted, grabbing my attention.

"Yes, at the mall earlier," I replied.

"HAHAHAHAHAH," they burst into laughter, except for Sr. Aziel and the serious-looking man next to him.

"You were even wearing briefs there at the mall," Soren joked again.

"You know what, Maleya, you're amusing," Soren said.

"Can I borrow Maleya for a bit, Aziel? Hahahah," Soren asked.

"No, Soren, she's too innocent," Sr. Aziel replied.

"Relax, Aziel, we're just going for a stroll, hahaha."

"I know you, so back off."