(It is later that month, during the holidays, and the security guard is already working there. He is in the house with Auntie.)
Auntie: You are hired to guard outside the house, so why are you coming inside the house?
Guard: I know that very well, but what brought me inside is my food.
Auntie: You know very well that I bring your food at 10:30, and I am not yet finished preparing it.
Guard: That is not a big issue. Can I ask you something?
Auntie: (Angry.) Something like what?
Guard: Something like, are you married?
Auntie: I am not, but why are you asking me such a stupid question?
Guard: I want to know and marry you, because I can see you are my age, and I am prepared to marry you. I am single.
Auntie: How can you marry someone you do not even know? You do not know where I am from, and you have never made love to me before?
Guard: That is not a big issue. Marrying you means loving you and developing love and going forward. Please Auntie, accept me in your heart. I loved you the first time I saw and meet you here. You are very beautiful, kind, soft, and loving.
Auntie: I accept you in my heart, Guard, and I promise I will love you.
Guard: Thank you, Auntie. I will be glad if you called me Peter from now on, and will you please allow me stay with you in the house while the boss is out.
Auntie: I will allow you, but I am afraid. Do not forget and relax, because you are still at work.
Guard: And you too, my love. I am tired of staying in that kennel without any bed or mattress. Today I am going to sleep with you.
Auntie: Yes, you are right, we are going to enjoy ourselves.
Guard: Let us start now, without the waste of time.
(While they are busy, John enters unexpectedly.)
John: (Shouting.) What the hell is going on in my bedroom?
Guard: (With scared voice.) Sorry, sorry boss. Let me put on my clothes.
John: (Speaking in an angry voice.) Sorry boss, sorry boss in my house, with my girlfriend. I am going to hit and kill you, boy. You will know me very well.
Guard: Please boss, you are hurting me.
John: I offered you a job to guard my house outside, and you come in and fall in love with girlfriend, hoping that I am far away. I have returned, boy. I am back.
Auntie: (Screaming.) Please Sir, do not kill him. Forgive him, I know I have made a mistake. Please sir, please sir.
John: You little girl, keep quiet before I kick you. You little boy, I will kick and hit you until you die. You, runaway, you fool. I will get you one day. I know where you live, your address, and your family.
Tell us: Do you think John is being fair on Auntie and the security guard?