Finding Perfect Wife
Eps. 23 Days of Study

Sabizar Cailey was sitting limp on a sofa in her house.

“Where else should I look for it?” the man let out a rough sigh after doing a long search for approximately one month and has not produced results while massaging his head that feels dizzy.

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During the day Amla looks constantly smiling must be doing a lot of work.

“Kak Amla, why is today cheerful once ?” Afsha sat down next to the woman after she finished sweeping the house while adjusting her irregular breathing.

“Of course one month is over and today is the time to receive salary.”

Afsha nodded her head. “So so ?”

The girl then counted how many days she had worked there. “If I only work for 14 days here will also receive a salary ?”

“Of course you will still receive your salary even though it is not full.” replied Kak Amla briefly.

Afsha kept quiet and asked no more. He also did not think about how much he got because it was definitely a little.

“Have been able to sleep and eat for free here alone is enough for me.” Afsha did not question how much salary he got later.

In the afternoon Mrs Fatima called all the maids into a room after their working hours were over.

The woman sat with several envelopes she had placed on the table.

“Amla kemari.” call Madame Fatima and the summoned waiter come forward immediately. “Thanks mistress.” Amla smiled after receiving her salary and got out of there.

“Cala.”

“Ya, mistress.” Cala immediately came forward and received the brown envelope from the hostess. He turned around and peeked at the contents while smiling a little.

“Fajar.” Madame Fatima again called out the name of another servant who immediately came forward to receive an envelope from her. “You permission a day, so I potted a little.”

“Ya, madam.” replied Kak Dawn briefly then immediately came out without daring to peek or ask rather than add to the problem.

“You're the new waiter, I forgot your name.”

“Afsha, mistress.” Afsha mentioned his name.

“Yes, Afsha come here.” apparently the woman does not remember the name Safa that he mentioned first. If you remember, of course, it will cause problems for Afsha.

“This is your salary is not full.”

“Thanks, mistress.” Afsha received the white envelope, but she had just held it by someone from behind to pick it up.

“Hey wait ! Let me count your salary.” said the man upset Afsha just by looking at him.

Yeah, who else would that man be if not dr. Ammar is a bitch.

The man counted Afsha's salary. “Some time ago you made my waist hurt after slipping so I'll take it a little for the cost of treatment.” he said with a careless smile returning the envelope to Afsha after picking it up a few sheets.

“Gosh.... At that time I really accidentally also apologized. After all, sir why take money from me which is relatively small and useless for the master ?” afsha protest did not accept as long as the amount of money is getting smaller.

“Ammar you this why ?” madam Fatima felt strange to see her son's behavior that was not as usual, nosy to someone let alone a servant.

“Mother this time please don't interfere in my affairs. This is my business with him.”

“Oh..” Mrs Fatima massaged her head which felt dizzy. He also did not want to interfere with their problems and get out of there leaving dr. Ammar and Afsha.

“Restore my meager salary.” Afsha sorted her hands asking for her salary back.

Dr. Ammar was deliberately related because it taught Afsha a lesson.

“Both this I give back to you.” he reached into his pocket and made a dime then gave it to Afsha then went away just like that.

“Basic of you.” Afsha swore loudly receiving the three dime coins.

Because he was upset he threw the dime on the floor and went from there. Meanwhile dr. Ammar smiled with satisfaction at the coin on the floor.