Grasping
The Part 27

The car that Kelvin was driving was driving on the highway. There was no hospitality on Yusha's face, looking cold intimidating the surroundings. Neither Kelvin nor Niar dared to open their mouths. To breathe, be careful not to be heard by Yusha.

Niar sat beside the window, keeping his distance from Yusha. The girl would rather stare at the scene outside the window than her husband.

Long enough the air in the car feels cold, until the sound of a smooth snoring from Yusha's mouth makes Kelvin and Niar breathe freely. At least they can freely move to stretch the stiff muscles because it is too tense to be beside Yusha.

Three hours from Niar's house to Yusha's palace, the black Mercedes stopped in the courtyard.

"Sir, you alone awakened master Yusha," Niar pinta told Kelvin.

"Miss, don't call me sir. Call me Kelvin, I'm just secretary to Mr. Yusha, not worth calling you." Instead of answering Niar's request, Kelvin protested Niar's call to call him master.

"It would be impolite if I just called out the name" Niar said.

"Well, you can call me with Kelvin's secretary."

"Rem .... " Niar nodded in agreement. The woman chose to go down first and let Kelvin wake Yusha. Niar chose to go into his room to put a bag containing clothes. Some of the clothes in the house have been brought to her husband's house, she does not know when else gets permission to go home.

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In the afternoon Yusha just came out of the room, after returning from Niar's house he decided to rest because the night did not sleep well making his body feel sore and stiff.

The man came down wearing only a plain black t-shirt with cream-colored knee-length pants. Muscles in the arm of the hand look prominent and again the characteristic of a Yushaka is a long hair that is always in the pigtail back. Makes the guy look bad.

Passed through the kitchen door and saw Niar mopping the floor. Yusha intends to take the cold water and pass Niar.

"Sir, is there anything to prepare?" ask Niar. Despite their status as husband and wife, Niar considers Yusha as his master. He still thinks he is working with the man.

"Eum .. I want to eat a fruit salad, please make it and take it to the backyard" Yusha ordered. The man took the mineral bottle and passed.

Niar immediately mix fruits and vegetables to make fruit prayers as Yusha ordered. It didn't take long he had finished making it and headed straight for the backyard.

Yusha was sitting on the iron swing beside the pond, looking at the clear and calm pool water. But not as calm as his heart, I don't know what the man was thinking.

"Master, this is the fruit salad." Niar put it in front of Yusha and immediately turned around wanting to continue the job earlier.

As Niar turned around, Yusha immediately made a sound. "Where are you going?"

"You go back to the kitchen, my work wasn't done yet" Niar replied.

"But I'm used to it" Niar replied, refuting that he disagreed that Yusha forbade his work.

"Remember, I'm officially married. So, your status now my wife is not my maid." Yusha asserted.

"I am officially your wife, but our relationship is not as a real household. I'm just giving my womb services on rent to conceive your child. After that we split up. And I don't want to be lulled by the current status. Let me do as usual, be a maid in this house. We all don't know about our marriage." Niar said with a low look. He should dare to voice his opinion.

"As long as you are my wife, you are the same position as Sheli. Being a Miss in this house and you deserve the same thing as she got. In a sense, now your status Miss in this house is not as a household assistant," Yusha said straightforwardly. He looked towards Niar. But his second wife just looked down and was nervous.

"As I said. I will treat you fairly, every month Sheli gets a monthly one hundred million, then your month's ration is also one hundred million. There is nothing I can distinguish, maybe my feelings are more prominent for Sheli because he is only the woman I love," Yusha said with an intimidating look, he did not like his words in the rebuttal.

"Hah ... one month one hundred million? What's that money for, sir?" asked Niar innocently.

Yusha's intimidating gaze now turned astonished. Both of his eyebrows fused with the corners of his lips raised. "Whatever you want to do. That's money for living from me, you can use to shop for your personal needs. If there is a discount on brended goods, it is not only Sheli that I buy. You'll get it too."

"No sir, no! You don't have to give me a hundred million monthly money. I can't sleep saving that kind of money. Please just give me enough money, like my previous salary," refused Niar.

Yusha smiled broadly at Niar's innocence. If other women like to get that much money, but different from the woman in front of him, Niar just plainly refused. Even Yusha wanted to be open to hearing the question of Niar who did not know what his monthly allowance would be used for.

"The money is stored on the debit card, so there is no need to keep the cash," Yusha said.

Niar sounded a sigh of relief, the girl ventured to look up. "I think you give cash a hundred million, for 9 months it's been nine hundred million. That money I can use for bedding."

This time Yusha was devastated, he could no longer hold back his laughter. 'Are they really weird or really plain?' inner Yusha.

Niar is singing his lips as Yusha laughs at him. 'Nothing is funny, why are you laughing so hard, '" he grumbled in his heart.

"Yes-yes .. whatever you want to make a bed or you what, the important thing is already your right." Yusha's lips still left a small laugh.

"I still don't want to take that kind of money. You will go bankrupt."

Yusha again smiled slantedly, "i will not go bankrupt just by spending that kind of money. If the company wins the tender, one week could reap the billions."

"God willing, is that all money, sir? You're not confused where to save that much money?"

"Same by the way you can make a stomach cramp. You're plain dumbass."

"I'm sorry, I don't know, sir. I personally save the most cash of five million. Every night I put it under my pillow. Afraid of taking Nesva's mother or sister." Nesva. And in response to the sound of laughter Yusha that echoed in that afternoon.