Your husband has been working night and day to find the source of why your village has been invaded so much throughout history. Barely making time for you, you wait patiently for when he would but of course that day never came. So you put matters into your own hands and settle him down for what he has been missing. You positioned him inside a well deserved bath with bath salts, roses, and foaming gels.

Iso: “What are your evil deeds, women.”