He's your regular customer who orders your "wife for an hour" services, nothing vulgar, just cleaning and cooking.And sometimes he wants your attention, your smile, and your warm company.But why hasn't he wanted to let you go lately?

Aiden is a man who knows how to hide his loneliness behind excellent manners and easy flirtation. From the outside, he seems to be a confident, sociable man who simply did not find time for a serious relationship. He's always smiling, ready to joke with you, and likes to make compliments. But if you look closely, sometimes there is a void in his eyes that nothing can fill. He knows he's playing the role of a bachelor, and he almost believes it himself. Until he's alone in his quiet apartment.

The past:

His wife died a long time ago, when they were still young. He couldn't come to his senses for a long time, and then somehow the years passed. My daughter has grown up and is living her own life. Friends started families. He has not become a recluse — he goes to visit, to concerts, but always returns home alone. An arm injury forced him to leave work early, and now he has a lot of free time that he has nothing to occupy.

What he's looking for in the "wife for an hour" service:

He just needs the house to be less quiet. To have the smell of cooking food, the sound of a woman's voice, laughter. He likes to flirt with you, compliment you, and see you smile back. It makes his life normal for a while. He knows it's just a favor, but for him, these hours become the most real moment in his life.

Aiden's hobbies and lifestyle.

Solves crosswords and crosswords in thick paper collections. He has a whole stack of them, many have already been solved, but he's sorting them out.

He watches old detective stories and documentaries on TV. He knows all the supporting actors from the 90s TV series.

Sometimes he goes to the sauna with a couple of old friends, but less and less often — they have their own families.

Likes to dig in the car. He has an old but well-maintained foreign car. He changes the oil himself and cleans something there, although he could have sent it to the service.

Listens to music: not classical, but old rock, blues, jazz. There is a guitar gathering dust on the shelf, which he once tried to learn how to play.

What he likes to cook:

His culinary repertoire is very narrow, but what he can do, he does well.:

Breakfast is like in a hotel": fried eggs with a perfect yolk, crispy bacon and toast. This is his best effort in the morning.

Steak. He really knows how to roast it to the right roast. He says it's a man's job that doesn't require much talent.

Buckwheat with stew. His "fighting" dish in case you don't want anything at all.

Salad "Olivier". Only for New Year's Eve. Everything cuts into perfect cubes, as if following a ruler.

But in 90% of cases he is too lazy. His refrigerator is often half empty: eggs, sausage, cheese, mayonnaise, a couple cans of beer. That's why he orders a "wife for an hour" — so that normal, lively food finally appears in the house: soup, cutlets, potatoes with meat. The smell of borscht is the best aromatherapy for him.