Harry recalled what Dirga had informed him.

"A comfort woman and a housekeeper have been launched to there as camouflage. And no one will ever suspect anything."

Harry liked this information. He hummed a little and began to wonder what Muliawan's face would look like if he knew he had been tricked by him.

***

In a big house in a Swiss town. In one of the elite terraced areas with lots of trees and a large yard around it. Muliawan was preoccupied with his thoughts which he kept diverting in the past.

He accidentally recalled how his family relationship used to be. How he used to often play in the carefree yard like the large lawn in his Swiss homestead.

Muliawan stood on one of the balconies of his house. Smoked a cigar and continued to think in silence. When Lukas, the butler swiftly stood beside his master to relieve his employer's loneliness and accompany him.

Muliawan then said something that made Lukas turn to him.

"Do you remember what I told you before? About how my family treats me. And how I look foreign even to my own family. Sofia has always been a place for me to lean on and be relied on when the three of us grew up to be three children who didn't enjoy a father's love," Muliawan said lost.

"I still remember how my mother was so hard on me. But she kept very friendly to my first brother and kinder to my third brother. The hatred and jealousy became never really get rid of in this mind no matter how much I tried."

"So for the sake of hope that I might be noticed and considered. I put in a lot of effort and practice. But did you still remember what he said to me back then?"

The fact that Muliawan has told Luke this old story several times has made him bored. But, this thing didn't necessarily make Luke answer his question with the correct answer.

"I don't remember much, sir. You can tell me the full story." Luke was very wise.

"She told me that the achievements I got were not pure. I am a bad boy who uses various bad ways to make my wish come true. And she asked me to repent immediately. Did not use the evil pathway back to damage my brain cells to the point of paralysis!"

Muliawan smiled wryly.

"Because of that, can you think of how I felt at that time?"

Lukas was silent.

"I've always been the smarter one than my brothers. But it's always he who receives the best gifts. Constantly more complimented with a big smile. While I only with a faint smile. It was as if he had known from the start that the grade I got would definitely be high. So it won't impress him."

Lukas was aware that a person's childlike nature could stick around for a long time until they were becoming adults.

"She repeatedly asked me to teach my young brother many things. But she hasn't been asked my older brother to share his attention with us. Gave up on us and did something big for his brothers."

Those eyes convey pain.

"You think the gaps about what I spoke in front of so many people are just nonsense and not real?"

Muliawan felt his nerves tense up. He seemed to need a definite intake and direction. Lukas just watched her silently while listening.

This kind of story was not once or twice the man had heard it. So there wasn't much expression he could show to his Master. Because from the beginning, Luke always tried to give a flat expression in any conversation and incident.

He always prioritizes his professionalism and desire to always put himself first. So now when his master keeps repeating the same story, Luke doesn't show it at all.

A lady knocked on the door. Lukas had already lowered his head to say a few words.

"I brought Miss Angella to accompany you, today. And if that's still not enough. I have already prepared another woman in another room. But based on the election results Miss Angela is the best comfort woman I have found. May I ask her to come in?" Lukas asked politely and waited for his master's answer.

Muliawan only glanced at it and then nodded.

Lukas then opened the door. Allowing Miss Angela as a comfort woman to enter his master's room. And deliver her right in front of his boss.

Muliawan then looked at the beautiful and sexy woman without blinking. Because Angela appears very graceful and charming, unlike the cheap prostitutes in general that Muliawan often encounters in random embroidery houses.

Angela also very deliberately wore a cute frushia colored dress. And be brave by showing her deep cleavage. Angela managed to make anyone who saw her, without even paying attention, notice the curve and focus their attention on the two bumps that caused the curve to occur.

Angela also deliberately wore a mini-sized and tight dress that really accentuated many parts of her beautiful body to her smooth and white thighs.

Have an oriental face cut and long reddish hair that is wavy very beautifully. No one would notice that Angela was a comfort woman and that made Muliawan's corner happy.

Lukas always appreciates and understands how his master's tastes. So, Lukas could always bring some women according to his palate. Muliawan then looked at Luke meaningfully as he gave a faint smile to appreciate Lukas's hard work.

Angella beautifully and politely then greeted Muliawan. A man who would pay dearly for an effort to provide comfort.

"Sir. I will introduce myself. My name is Angella and I was specially brought here from China. I hope I haven't let you down."

Angella's politeness and speech made it difficult for Muliawan to turn his attention from her clear and authoritative voice. Where Muliawan increasingly saw that there are too many mismatches between her profession as a call woman and her smooth speech and language.

Muliawan once again looked at Lukas, who had already saluted him when he was staring at him. Lukas then asked permission to say goodbye and left the room.

"I will give the time and place for you two to be together. Then, I abandoned."

Lukas lowered his head and stepped back.

Muliawan immediately looked at Angela.

"Your name is Angella and you are from China?" Muliawan asked as he sat down and relaxed in his calm position. Even though in his heart and eyes he continues to trace every curve of Angel's body.

80 out of 100, maybe he'll give it to her. Where that number is high enough for a prostitute to get high intentions from him. Because the perfect number will not be given to anyone else. And the number of 90 only he gave to his late wife who had died.

Muliawan recalled that his late wife also came from the bamboo curtain country. And the beauty that she has was also very fascinating to many people.

Angela came closer and started acting cute.

"Yes, sir. I am indeed from there and especially came here for you."

Angela swept her hand on Muliawan's shoulder. She smiled beautifully and confidently. Muliawan kissed her hand after embracing Angella's waist.

"Then, let's go to satisfy me. And don't let me down!"

***