
Naima looked at the newly working maids in her mansion. It will make hard rules. The incident of one of the maids who was about to touch her husband made her have to be careful.
"I'm stressing you guys. Finish serving food. You guys go back to the kitchen!"
Everyone looked down, no one dared to make a sound. Risa was very afraid to see her female employer.
"If you still argue and violate. I'll make sure you get out of here quickly!" naima threatened.
"Do you understand?" he continued half-striking.
"Yes Madam!' suhut eight compact maids.
"Oh yeah! There will be Darni's mother who will be your head. Everyone must obey him!' an imposing edict came out of Naima's mouth.
Naima asks Darni to stay with her. The girl who has become a wife wants Darni to arrange all the maids.
Neil suddenly had to go to the company. Dion, his best friend says there's a problem to be solved.
"Pads for my husband ah!" monologue with a smile.
Naima took an apron. The woman who was still a virgin began to take some ingredients in the refrigerator.
"Mrs, we better do it!' said Risa felt bad to see the employer struggling in the kitchen.
"No problem. I'm home cooking too!" naima Sahut.
"Mrs .. The work in the kitchen is dirty. Let me handle it, Madam can count on me!" force Risa.
"Rise!" naima bentak.
Risa froze, she forgot who she was dealing with.
"Go from before me before my patience runs out!" hiss Naima still held back emotions.
One of Risa's colleagues dragged her. The girl backed off.
"You're looking for Ris's death!" whispered his partner warned.
Risa was eventually taken to the washing area. The girl clucked while she was in that place.
"My cooking part!"
"There's no part here Risa. We should be able to do it all. You don't be picky!' pick up one of the other colleagues.
Risa pouted, she looked at her fingernails that had just been in the corner. Beautiful colors decorate her nails.
"I've just tasted," he sighed regretfully.
No one responded. Finally Risa just sat down to see some of her colleagues washing clothes.
The cuisine is ready. A sweet smell filled the room. Naima was satisfied with the results of her cooking. It all feels right.
"It smells so good, ma'am, can you taste it?' one of the fat-bodied maids looked tasteful with his employer's cooking.
"of course. It put it in the save bowl. You can take the one in the frying pan!" Naima.
"Thank you Madam!" exclaim Maid happy.
"What's your name?" ask Naima.
"I'm Anik Madam,"
Anik put food in his mouth. He closed his eyes. The taste of butter and seasoning is so strong. It fits perfectly on his tongue.
"Good Mistress!" praise him with a radiant face.
Naima smiled, there was sincerity in that compliment. Anik honestly praised him.
"Thank you" said Naima smiling.
Naima included all the food she cooked in the dish. The girl made one rice liwet which would definitely be appetizing.
Naima got into the car. The girl was certainly given the luxurious facilities of all. Risa looked at the four-wheeled vehicle with a cynical look.
"It's like a queen!' slowly dumalnya.
Naima stared at the lined buildings. Her husband's mansion is in the center of town. He's still on marriage leave. Neil didn't forbid him from working. Because she was a CEO and Hartono's only heir.
Twenty minutes, the car stopped in front of the high building lobby. The driver opened the door for him. Naima got off the luxury vehicle.
Many employees do not know who the wife of their boss is. But everyone knows Neil the CEO is married.
"Good morning by noon. I am Naima Gutama, wife of Neil Gutama.
A receptionist was thickening the lipstick on her lips. Naima's simple clothes made her choke.
"God ... There's another woman who's careless confessing my boss's wife," he said while turning his lazy eye.
Naima was very unhappy with the words of the woman.
The thick-mouthed girl fell silent in such a manner. He trembled, an aura of intimidation coming out from the beautiful figure in front of him.
Naima was just wearing a regular t-shirt. He just took a shower after cooking and put on some clothes. T-shirts and jeans. Very far from the impression of the CEO's wife.
Naima took her expensive phone. She called her husband.
"Honey, something's holding me back at the reception!" when the phone call is connected.
Just five minutes. Neil appeared with a riled face. Receptionists who feel if someone defends him increasingly become.
"Go away. Before my boss drives you out!" banish him.
"Who dares to drive my wife away!' snapped Neil wrathfully.
Receptionist stands stiff. Neil stood by Naima's side.
"Dion!"
"okay!' sahut Dion direct.
"Miss Debbie. Please leave the place. You we fired!"
Neil took his wife to the room. The receptionist was crying in regret.
"Darling, what did you bring? why is it so fragrant?" ask Neil marketing.
"Have your lunch, dear" answered Naima.
"Bless you dear" Neil peeked at his wife's cheek.
Dion came and reported that the receptionist had been fired.
"Let's eat Dion's sister" Naima asked.
"Why did you even invite another man to taste your food?" ask Neil to be jealous.
"Honey .. This is a lot," said Naima sulked.
"You won't be able to finish him off" he continued.
"But ...."
"Darling, Brother Dion is your best friend. You must know him better than I do" Naima said.
Neil clucked, indeed he did not need to be that jealous of his best friend. Dion finally had lunch.
"You're making me frugal, madam" chuckled Dion happily.
"I'll take you to Dion's end of the month!" sambar Neil is cynical.
"Darling," chuckled Naima softly.
Dion didn't care, he opened his mouth wide. The food of his best friend was delicious.
The food is over, Naima returns home. Neil strongly objected.
"Darling, I'm tired of seeing you busy. You certainly won't be able to notice me either" said the woman.
A short kiss occurred. Naima left his wife's office. He will be introduced to all employees the day after tomorrow. Everyone looked down respectfully as they inserted their way with him.
"The weeds must be removed immediately. I don't want it to flower. Because it will definitely attract other beetles to come!' he muttered as he glanced at some pretty girls there.
She is the wife of Neil Gutama. Naima is a jealous person. The married girl was shocked to herself when she realized it.
"Eh .. Why am I so gini?"
He finally nodded slowly. He should be more elegant, then look at the clothes he is wearing.
"It seems like people will respect what they wear more than achievement" he murmured.
Luxury cars stopped. The security guard opened the door for the woman.
"Thank you" he said when he came in.
"Together Madam!" door's closed.
Before long the luxury vehicle was moving to leave the luxury building. Twenty-three minutes he reached the mansion.
Naima went down to the empty and certainly dirty. He just put it on the dining table. Then he went up to his room. Risa who saw the sneering act of the hostess.
"Cis .. usually ngotorin doang!" protests snore.
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