Mr. Vazquez & Mrs. Vazquez
Forty-fourths

Since the day of his love confession, Viola increasingly aggressively to make Ardo reciprocate his feelings. No matter if the typhoon hits the money from the Viola will still survive.

Viola always pampered Ardo's stomach with the results of his cooking. He got into cooking lessons just for Ardo's sake. Isn't Viola a good wife? Yes dong! Regarding Ardo's job as secretary, Viola has stopped because Ardo's secretary has finished his leave.

Every morning Viola always prepared Ardo needs to go to the office. Sometimes Viola also delivers lunch for Ardo if Viola is on holiday cooking lessons. No one knows about Viola is his wife Ardo, the office only knows Viola is his personal assistant after Reon, even people to think Viola is his lover. Let people think Viola what matters in Ardo's eyes he's the idol of Ehehee

Like today Viola plans to deliver lunch to her beloved husband.

To: Ice cream

I'm anterin for lunch. Yes wait!

There was no reply from Ardo. Probably busy, he thought.

Without a second thought, Viola rushed straight to Ardo's office.

"Sir, VQ group office yes,"

"Sip,"

Upon arrival at Ardo's office, Viola was greeted kindly by the receptionist.

"Siang Viola, would you like to send me some more lunch?" asked the receptionist was friendly, he already knew Viola often brought meals for his boss.

"Hehe yes. Is Mr Ardo here?"

"There's a chance, 'cause I haven't seen him through here. If you want to be more clear ask his secretary, just,"

"OK deh. See you soon, Emi,"

"Eh wait for Viola," intercept Emi.

Viola turned. "Why, Mommy?"

"That's .. You don't send Ardo's pack often. Gossip gossip here says Mr. Ardo is married. So I suggest you don't get too tight, huh? You are said to be the actor again. Now again the era of the actor in power," remember Emi. Emi is not a gossip, but yes if a little horror papa.

Viola chuckled. "Of course Ms Emi, I won't be an actor. Thank you for that," Emi nodded.

Viola passed by cheerfully while carrying Ardo's lunch.

While in front of the elevator, Viola's hand was stopped and dragged to the toilet was broken by three scantily dressed women.

"Woi! Take off my hands! "

"Diem lo j*lang!" sahut them.

"Lo the j*lang! Nyadar Ma'am!" shout Viola. What are trying to do jal*ng. Don't realize that?

When the woman wants to slap Viola quickly she fends him off, don't forget that the Viola can be martial.

Viola grinned. "Why? Can't slap me?"

One of them gestured and stretched Viola.

Plaque!

Viola directly slapped one of them the other.

Damn it, if maen wiggling gini Viola where can fight!

"Hahaha this is guys j*the boss. Wonder me, how can the boss want the same j*lang not gini quality," said the woman in black tight. Woi kinky cabe! Ngaca woi!

"Gue is not jal*ng! Goddamnit!" Viola looked at the female nanar in black clothes. He wanted to slap the chilli's mouth but his hand was still held by two of his friends chilli powder and tomato sauce.

The woman clutched Viola's cheek until the sharp fingernail stuck into her cheek. "How many times have you not*ngkang in front of the boss? Must've had a lot of spit because it's often tapped-"

One kick landed on the woman's shin. "Get your mouth, b*tch! Nyadar! Don't have glass in the house? Aye! I can buy a big one so you guys ngaca—"

Plaques

"Woi's I slapped on! Jotos if you dare!" challenge Viola.

"Lo dare to be with us?!" said the woman in Loreng-the chili powder.

Viola looked up and held his cheek. Pea pain. "Why should I be afraid of you?! Release me! Let's fight, three-on-one? No problem!"

"Wah wahh si jal*ng apparently volunteer guys. What are we doing with this one species to let him deter?" ask the Red-sauce tomato shirt.

"Attent. I want to teach him a lesson first" said the curly chili.

Byurr..

Water mop that also directly flushed Viola's body.

"BR*SN! J*LANG SHIT! B! ANJ!" maki Viola who increasingly ignited the anger of the three chili women.

"SILENCE!! What are we doing with this again?" ask the Black shirt again.

"We make him become more like a cheap j*lang!" the chili powder took something out of his bag.

"Hold her hand,"

"What do you want?" ask Viola who's been shaking. These scissors, it's not what Viola doesn't want to die silly. He also has not confirmed Ardo reciprocated his feelings.

The chili powder grinned and then approached Viola and cut off the dress that Viola was wearing. Damnit damnit! This expensive dress!

"Don't" sobs Viola as the scissors cut off her dress. Damn how many times Viola cursed today! Forgive Viola, God.

Viola only resigned, he was unable to fight anymore. Even though he said he was a martial arts champion, if maen was rocking while carrying a sharp weapon Viola should what? Not to mention the stinging smell of this mop water.

The box he was holding was scattered everywhere. Viola grew sobbing as his shins were kicked by the Loreng. It hurts too, damn it! Viola why is he crybaby? Why can't Viola fight back?

"Well done," said the chili powder.

"Look at this woman. Ckckck still want not yes boss with ***** that smells like him?" ask tomato sauce.

"Ckck I'm sure the boss must have kicked him hahahaa."

"In the meantime, I want a photo of our model first," said the tomato sauce again .

His friend was confused. "Make what?"

The tomato saos still continued to photograph the helpless Viola. "You want me to post continue to put the price who knows pucikari same demen he, it's quite money to buy a brand bag,"

"Udah deh guys. We better get out of here. Bye j*clang!" the three of them also passed from the toilet leaving Viola who was crying bitterly.

All Viola did at this moment was cry. It was also impossible for him to come out with this extremely chaotic state.

Who else should he ask for help with? While this toilet is not used because the water channel is clogged. Goddamnit! Uh he swore again.

Viola knew the toilet was damaged because there was already writing in front.

Viola was only able to pray a miracle came his way. Until he remembered a name

Ardo

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