Really loved her
Chapter 56's

Yashbi who ruffled her hair indicated that her work was about to be completed.

"your father has shed his blood to pay a little for his actions towards me. Considering you and your father only want my treasure" Yashbi pointed a gun at Merisa's smooth thigh and shot her.

Spontaneously screaming. Yashbi smiled faintly.

"ah I haven't told you yet. Firing this won't get you dead. Will react painfully if you argue let alone lie to me"

Deugh

"a... What do you mean, Yash?" said Merisa gazing towards Yashbi who was standing before her.

"let's try it" said Yashbi with a sly smile clearly visible on her face. Yashbi aligns the position with Robin and Merisa who are sitting on the floor.

"tell me where is Clara, your dear sister, Merisa?"

"a. I don't know" said Merisa along with her scream.

aaaaaaaaa

Shouted Merisa felt a tremendous pain in the thigh that Yashbi shot earlier. Melt of water came out from both pretty eyes, I felt like I was in unmatched pain.

"say it again. Do you love me just because of my treasure?" yashbi asked back with a satisfied smile etched on her handsome face.

"a. I really love you. That's right" Merisa replied along with her scream that came out of her little mouth.

aaaaaaa

It hurts more than before. That's what Merisa feels.

"Merisa, Merisa. You didn't learn from the previous incident" Yashbi said, stepping out of position and clutching a gun with a tissue on the table.

"you don't have to worry. The wound will recover around..." Yashbi looked at the clock that was coiled around her wrist.

"about two hours from now" Yahsbi left.

While Merisa looks panicked with the condition of Robin who would be just silent. I don't care about the pain anymore.

"well, I'd better get out of this house" said Merisa's struggling to carry her father's body that is much bigger than her.

Anuya wiped his mouth which had already spewed blood.

"shit!" Anuya moved from her position and helped Merisa. They left Yashbi's house.

Yashbi watched their departure from the top of the stairs with a sharp look.

"i'll find out who dares to harass me after that incident. I will not let the people who are next to me disappear one by one" Yashbi said, twitching the base of her nose.

Given the loss of his first wife's body and also his dear mother. Making Yashbi feel a little crazy when Clara the woman who was able to fill the loneliness after her departure disappeared as well. In his heart and mind he was always at war with all the possibilities.

Yashbi stepped foot into the room where Clara's set of clothes were on a statue of a woman. Yes, the statue is shaped exactly like Clara. Yashbi made it special from an acquaintance of hers. From end to end nothing is missed exactly one hundred percent with the form of Clara. Every time a feeling of longing struck Yashbi would come to the room and hug the statue tightly.

In the kitchen, Ashana who has been wearing clothes provided for him and accompanied by the driver and confidant Yashbi.

"what am I supposed to do now?" said Ashana who justifies every corner of the clothes worn today because it makes it uncomfortable. Clothes lack of ingredients that is the opinion of Ashana.

"sir, can I change my clothes? it's not at all comfortable. How can I work with the clothes I wear like this? hah" said Ashana frowning her forehead.

"about that I can't help you. You'd better talk to Mr. Yashbi. Right now you have to do the job that Mr. Yashbi has scheduled" the driver handed Ashana a roll of paper and Ashana grabbed it.

"what's this?" ask Ashana wonder.

"you just read. Everything is written there about what you should do and not" said the driver who felt unbearable with Ashana's current position. The young girl that her master married just to lure her lover out of hiding. And of course the driver knew another reason Yashbi married Ashana. Know more clearly.

Ashana read every single piece of writing on the rolled-up paper occasionally frowned and radiated with anger.

"all of you, he just set every breath I take out of my mouth and nose" Ashana said, throwing the paper roll.

Ashana takes the ingredients to make a snack for the host, Yashbi and Morina. He grumbled about stuffing every ingredient into a large bowl. Instantly his mind came to judge them especially Yashbi.

"we'll see. You're gonna call and never tell me to make food for you again"

The driver noticed Ashana's every move and instantly measured a faint smile on his lips. The first time working with Yashbi the driver never smiled at all even a little. Recalling his stiff, rough and fierce master.

Dwaaaarr

Electric oven exploded. The driver swiftly pulled Ashana's body and protected her.

Led it to the room where Yashbi was hugging the same statue as Clara with a sleeping position on a large mattress in the room.

"what's going on?" yashbi murmured towards the explosion it came from.

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Yashbi who was not far from them saw the driver hugging Ashana's body. Instantly, Yashbi's face turned red, her hands clenched.

"you.. old man hurry to my room!" yashbi hurried to leave them.

"sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to." said the driver slowly releasing his hand from Ashana's body.

"no need to apologize. I'm not careful" said Ashana scratching the back of the head which is actually not itchy.

" i want to tell you the truth.I can't use the equipment in this kitchen. Considering I'm just a woman who comes from the village" said Ashana who was able to make the driver's heart full.

"i'll talk to you about it. You don't have to worry"

The driver left Ashana and headed to Yashbi's room.

Ashana felt pain in her arms and legs due to the flakes of the electric oven. Sure enough there were fragments of an electric oven stuck in the backs of his legs and arms. Withstanding the pain he pulled it out one by one.

"why is my body so often hurt?" ashana is spelling out breath.

Hours 13.00

Crewmanuuk

Ashana's stomach is hungry. He searched every cupboard in the kitchen hoping to find food to eat to prop up his stomach.

"what's here is absolutely no food. This luxurious place is no different from the small rash (meaning Ashana's house in his place before)" Ashana murmured and her eyes sparkled immediately found a package of snacks that are quite familiar.

"this...who ate this? there's no way the songong master" said Ashana taking one of the food wrappers in a small cupboard.

Ashana impatiently opened the food and ate it voraciously.

In the office Yashbi was in talks with the driver.

"what are you doing, old man?" yashbi said in her baritone voice while sitting on her seat.

The driver just lowered his head not daring to look at his master.

"let me guess?"

A moment of silence.

"you like young girls or you haven't had a boyfriend all this time because you've preferred young leaves? and your current position wants to steal a chance in narrowness. Given that you know how I got along with that young girl" Yashbi said staring intently at the driver.

"answer!!!" yashbi Snaps

The driver was surprised I was surprised by the thunderous sound that came out of his master's mouth.

"what you think is wrong, sir. How could I dare that. Let me explain first. I beg. That way you'll get rid of the bad about us"

"you're defending him? since when have you guys been in this close contact?"

Yashbi's words further cornered the driver as well as Ashana.

The driver ventured to approach Yashbi by advancing his steps.

"heard my honorable master. It was just a coincidence and I was just trying to help her. You know why because the electronics in your house have been used for a long time. You know not if the equipment that is rarely used will have consequences like what? then if the woman dies in that way then you too will die. So I beg you to listen to what I'm saying right now" said the pressurized driver. Until it can make Yashbi speechless. Their views clashed with each other. No less sharp view of the driver than Yashbi, his master.