My Husband My Assistant
Chapter 26

After arriving at the intended place, Aluna went into Erik's apartment. Apartment with modern minimalist decoration is fairly small for him who is accustomed to living in a large place.

He can see in the apartment only contains one bedroom, middle room, kitchen, and bathroom. Like a studio type but a little wider. And all that was made clear by Erik, when the man mentioned all the rooms in the apartment.

"His room is only one? Where's the waiter sleeping?" asked Aluna while looking through the room.

There was only a sofa in the living room, with a table and a television. There are no paintings or displays on the wall, as if depicting the owner of the apartment is so simple and always flat-faced without expression.

"There's no waiter here."

"There's no waiter? Who cleans, washes and cooks?" aluna asked in surprise.

It was impossible for Erik to do it, considering he was a man.

"Usually there are servants who come three times a week, because now there are you. Then all the housework I leave to you."

"What?" shrieked Aluna in surprise until her lower jaw dropped, making her mouth stretch wide.

Oh come on, Aluna has never been and can't do housework. He was used to always being served by a large number of servants. Even when he lives in his own apartment, there will be a waiter who always comes to do everything.

"You gotta be kidding me?" aluna asked in disbelief.

"Do I look like I'm joking?"

Aluna shook her head while swallowing her hard-earned saliva.

"But why me?"

"Because you're my wife."

Again Aluna had to swallow her saliva with great difficulty. Either she should be happy or sad, as her status as a wife recognized Erik, along with the man's orders to do all the housework.

Not wanting to stay still, Aluna also twisted her brain so that she did not do all the household chores.

"You must not bring a personal servant from Ricardo's mansion, nor work on a servant despite using your personal money!" erik said firmly.

Yes, Erik begins to go on a mission to make Aluna uncomfortable living with him. So that the woman goes voluntarily, so that she can be free from the entanglement of Aluna Ricardo.

"Damn, why would he know what I'm thinking?" aluna in the Heart.

Because he had just planned to bring one servant from the Ricardo mansion. But the plan had to be buried just like that because of the husband's ban.

"You hear?" ask Erik. Because Aluna was silent with her face bent.

"Yes," Aluna replied half-heartedly.

Instead of wondering how to do household chores, Aluna chose to move from the room to the place she had wanted to enter.

The place was none other than their bedroom, a room that would bear witness to her hot romance with her husband.

"Eh, where are you going?"

Erik held back Aluna's walking steps while carrying the woman's suitcase.

"I want to see, and put all my clothes in our room" Aluna pointed at the door that Erik had described as the room.

"That's my room, not ours."

"Yes, room. Isn't your room my room too?" aluna asked confusedly.

"I said it was my room, and you were strictly forbidden to go inside!"

Erik clarified his words firmly, making Aluna take a deep breath.