Mad Boss
An innocent Ceramic Vase

"Forget what I said. Cooking is your job. Okay for you Babe?"

"Do you want to make me a stupid wife?"

Idiot?

Gamya rubbed his temple looking at Cindekia who still wanted to continue the debate. He wanted to lift Scholar up on the bed, and fucked her violently. No, he has unlimited patience for his heart.

"....hmm.., sometimes the taste of your cooking is salty, sometimes not given salt, hard meat is difficult to chew, vegetables are cooked for too long. Almost everything you cook is not true. Is it possible to just boil the water you can, Baby?" gamya Beber. His words struck Cindekia's heart

Nothing is right? that bad?

"Kryuukk!" the sound of Cindekia's stomach rumbling was again heard after Gamya's long speech.

"Sir, I almost died of starvation," the whimper Cindekia held onto her stomach like she had no energy to do anything. Regretting that he started a debate.

She put on her face, hoping Gamya would stop mentioning more of her incompetence as a wife.

"Stay here, and rest Baby. I won't let you die" Gamya laughed as she ruffled Cindekia's hair.

Cindekia laid her body on the bed after Gamya. She was enjoying being a bad wife who let her husband cook for her. He was determined to cook, but again a lazy taste attacked him.

She hugged her husband's pillow, smelling the scent of Gamya. How can a husband be that perfect? his inner.

π π π

Tina, who could be said to be inem, was wiping the glass as Gamya walked out of her room.

Tina realized today was the last day she could meet her master, and this was her last chance to steal his master's attention and tease him.

He had a pretty face and even his skin was much whiter than his master's wife, supported by a wacky body, it was hard to resist the sight that made the blood of men rustle.

"Shelf!!" sounds of falling things.

As Gamya passes by, the woman accidentally knocks herself down.

"Prank!"

"Auch!" tina's cry grimaced in pain from falling down the folding ladder that helped her clean the glass.

Gamya stopped his steps and turned around. He walked up to Tina who was sitting next to the stairs.

"Have you just cracked it?" Gamya stared at the ceramic vase that had been shaped like a block now shattered to pieces on the floor.

Tina stared at the vase that had lost its beauty due to the foot of the stairs that accidentally dropped her.

"Ma. af mister," said Tina weld with a softened voice. He tried to stand up, but his knee hit a sharp piece of glass.

"Come clean up, and get the hell out of here. You're fired," he said coldly.

Without any feelings of pity with his workers who had fallen on the shoulder blades, Gamya passed on his way to the kitchen.

Leaving the sculpted Tina in disbelief, her master did not take a glance at her se'ksi body with the upper and lower parts slightly exposed, and did not even have a conscience to see others hurt. The man was more in charge of a vase of flowers than a living creature.

All of them were unintentionally seen by Cindekia, She gulped her saliva shuddering in horror. Gamya's kindness to him makes him forget about Gamya being a known ruthless boss in his office.

"Are you okay?" Cindekia thrust a p3K box at Tina to treat her wound.

Cindekia set up a sprawled ladder and folded it, after Tina took the p3k box from her hand.

"Go treat your wounds" Cindekia suggested because she saw Tina still trembling.

Cindekia shook her head inexhaustibly with the girl in front of her. "I've told you how important it is to wear standard clothes safely at work." he repetted later while sweeping the shard.

While Tina did not understand why she was fired so easily.And she still did not accept the fact that her master's chatty wife cleaned the broken pieces of the vase.

Did he taunt me? thought Tina.

"Why are you still here? that's your wound you see, later-" the ravings of Cindekia stopped because from behind her there was a burly hand reaching out to her hand that was holding a broom.