Secret Wife Culun
RIC ° Chapter 17
Mazaya's face this time really made Della and her friend shocked. The woman who normally looked down in fear, was now looking at them with a grinning smile that looked terrible.
However, instead of giving up, the housekeeper named Della was not willing to back down at all. He pushes back Mazaya's body, hoping that the woman falls to her knees. Unfortunately, Mazaya managed to resist the attack.
“Mazaya who does not know herself. Which husband do you mean?” della asked with a mocking-sounding laugh.
“Arnold Dave Mahendra, Young Master and owner of this house is my rightful husband. And who are you? Lowly servant, dare to challenge the employer!” repaid Mazaya no less cynical.
Grandpa Arnold heard the commotion in the kitchen and peeked at what was going on. Then, he saw with his own eyes how Mazaya fought Della who was Arnold's favorite servant.
Della's eyes were perfectly rounded as Mazaya dared to ask about her status which seemed to have lowered her who was only a servant.
“I? I'm not just a waitress for Mr. Arnold. But, I'm a childhood friend, as well as Mr. Arnold's confidant in this house!” reply Della without hesitation.
He felt above the clouds for growing up together with Arnold and the man also never looked at him one eye just because of status. Therefore, Della feels Arnold will be more supportive of her than Mazaya, the wife Arnold hates.
“Oh, I'm scared!” mazaya said while covering her mouth and face with a contrived expression of fear. The woman even more mocking Della who does not know herself. “Unfortunately, I do not have time to serve you, because my husband asked to make coffee, em maybe soon ask to be given a massage yes!”
Della was about to attack Mazaya out of regret, but Mazaya swiftly blocked his hand. “No need to act anarchist!” Mazaya pushes Della's body down and rests at her feet.
“You are not a worthy opponent for me. If you're worth it, try to woo Arnold before my eyes, and tell him to divorce me. I'll bow down with a waiter like you if you make it!” mazaya jolts before finally pushing Della's body and instructs her friend to take the woman away from the kitchen.
Arnold's grandfather who saw Mazaya's courage from a distance, finally appeared to stop the commotion. Sure enough, Della ran away as soon as Arnold's grandfather showed up.
“What's up, Mazaya?” ask Grandpa Arnold who actually knows what happened.
“Nothing, Cake!” Mazaya tried to smile as much as he could without arousing suspicion.
“Oh, thank goodness. Grandpa thought they were rude to you!”
Mazaya finally finished making coffee for Arnold. The woman carefully took him to the room to give to Arnold.
“Tomorrow, ask Della who made coffee, same masakin you!” mazaya said as she placed the coffee in front of her husband.
Arnold's forehead also frowned at his wife's proposal. He looked at his wife with confused eyes. “Why? You don't want to serve me? Didn't you spend my money on that beauty salon?” arnold began to misunderstand.
Mazaya leaned forward, so that his position now became very close to Arnold. “Not so! Only, it seems that he does not like if you eat and drink the work of my own hands. The one who complained about the kitchen was a mess also him, ‘kan?”
Mazaya regained his body and turned around leaving Arnold. He sat on the edge of the bed because the sofa that became his bed, now worn by Arnold.
Arnold clenched his hands tightly. It seems like Della is indeed trying to make trouble with Mazaya.
The man grabbed the phone and contacted someone. “Tell Della to my room, now!”
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Coffee maker don't forget 💋💋💋