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Mrs Mansion Albert

Albert Mansion.

The beautiful woman who had the status of a legitimate wife religiously and country Albert was shaking his waist and sharpening his neutrals with the young girl who was enjoying her luxurious breakfast in the dining room.

The girl reviewed her smile and said, “Good morning Brother Marsha, do not stand alone, mending join eat here, it turns out the food here is delicious yes.”

The woman moved her foot closer to the young girl. “Since when did I become your sister, and it's so presumptuous of you to dare to eat without waiting for Madam Mansion, and sit on my bench!” snapped Marsha.

Clara is still smiling. “Aduh Kak Marsha, early in the morning already angry aja soon old, but eeh ... No pa-pa deh fast old to quickly retire from the world of modeling. Oh yes Brother Marsha forgot yes, if I am also the Madam Mansion here. Brother Marsha Old Mansion Mistress, while I'm Young Mansion Mistress, fair it,” Clara replied casually.

The glass near Clara was flushed to Clara's face by Marsha. “Basic women do not have brains, do not know themselves, so presumptuous you set-up! Get out of here!” shouted Marsha.

Clara scooped up her wet face, then moved from her seat, then eroded the distance with Marsha. “I am the young wife of Mr. Albert, so Brother Marsha has no right to expel me. Even if the one who has to get out of this mansion is you, because you cannot give a descendant to Mr. Albert! Understood!” clara answered, challenging Marsha.

Marsha's two hands began to itch to tear apart the girl before her.

“Lack of you, you cheap woman, pelaakor!” marsha snapped, the woman floated the bogeman into Clara's face, not a slap anymore, then continued to grab the girl's hair.

 Clara did not stand idly by, gladly replying to Marsha's blow, and her entrapment. There was a dispute between the two women in the dining room.

The maids who were there wanted to help separate the two of them, but Mr. Firman and Ms. Mimi gave a code so as not to interfere and asked to leave it alone. At such a time Gisel secretly recorded the roar of Marsha with a smile of his spring, it seemed like there was new material for turah lamb.

“Let's all go back to work, let them finish their business,” pinta Pak Firman to the maids who have been watching a gelut match between Marsha and Clara.

The maids instantly obeyed, and returned to their respective positions. While Ms. Mimi went to the bathroom near the dining room, then returned with a small bucket.

BYUR!!

The contents of the small bucket that Ms. Mimi had brought were apparently to flush the two women who were still struggling on the floor. But it turned out that it managed to stop the fight because Marsha and Clara immediately wave kayak fish less water.

“Sorry Mrs Marsha, I had to stop before Madam destroyed the dining room,” said Ms. Mimi calmly, then left the dining room with her empty bucket.

Marsha and Clara both grunted, then saw their bodies were wet and battered, yap the two people's faces had been battered in addition to the scratches on their faces.

“Remember Clara, you must leave my mansion immediately! And don't dream high to have my husband, because I am his legal wife, the woman he loves the most!” marsha said with great affirmation.

Clara clucked in annoyance. “We'll see, who will come out of this mansion!” reply to the girl while inching from the floor, then leave Marsha alone.

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The young girl walked into the guest room feeling upset, since her clothes were wet, she chose to change first.

“About legitimate wife, it's good to ngusir me, see if I will make you in the same kick husband loe himself, and I will have a husband loe alone, alone, and of course as the Madam of the mansion!” muttered Clara herself, the girl smiled evilly.

After picking up a change of clothes, the girl looked at herself in front of the mirror in the bathroom “Yes my face was so ruined like this,” hysterically own Clara. Her pretty face had scratches, and there were bruises. After looking in the mirror, the young girl came out of her room and shouted calling Mr. Firman as loud as possible, her screams like in the wilderness only.

Ms. Mimi with her firm steps approached Clara who was still shouting to call Mr. Word in the middle room. “What did you call Mr Firman? and it is very rude as a guest, calling people screaming loudly in the forest alone, indeed never taught ethics as his parents ya!” ms. Mimi said somewhat insinuatingly.

“You said I was disrespectful! Eeh just become a waiter do not have to doubt! Where is the man, I need to be with him, he's the butler here. And I remind you once again that I'm the Madam Mansion here. If my husband comes back, I'll have you fired .. as soon as possible!” reply Clara with her haughty attitude.

“My husband's name is Albert, the owner of this mansion, don't pretend not to know yes. And call me Miss Clara, not Clara! Understood!” jolt Clara.

“Confidence once!” bu Mimi's tongue clucked, shaking her head, then leaving Clara.

“Eh ...  How to go, quickly search Mr. Firman, I wait here, now!” clara orders the girl to throw her ass over the couch.

“Search for yourself, indeed I am your servant!” sahut Bu Mimi from afar.

“Basic babu brash, already old ugly!” clara shouted annoyed. Forced the girl to shuffle, and look for the existence of Mr. Word.

The maids who cross paths with Clara also ignore the girl, do not serve her, it infuriates Clara.

“Review yes all of you, who do not obey me, I will fire you guys so that you can not work in this mansion again!” clara shouted full of threats, but unfortunately considered the wind and then by the maids.

“Peace is young but it's crazy huh...ckckck!” muttered one of the maids.

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While in the main room

Gisel appears to be treating Marsha's bruised face, full of caution.

“Auw .. Slow down, my face hurts!” grouse Marsha.

“This I smeared it already slowly, Madam.”

“Hufft...” sigh Marsha.

“The lady is sorry, it is true that Clara is Mr Albert's wife?”

“Ck ... Don't know there's no evidence yet, and there's no answer from my husband,” grumbled Marsha.

Why didn't Mr. Albert choose me anyway, I'm pretty and sexy ... Inner Gisel sighed.

“I want you to keep an eye on Clara, if you need to teach her a lesson so that she does not feel at home in this mansion, like when you taught Tania!” Marsha's Order.

Gisel immediately smiled. “Siap Madam, but don't forget the payment?”

“Later I will transfer, five million is enough right?”

“Wah a lot Madam, enough lah.”

The head of Gisel began to design his ideas so that Clara did not feel at home in the mansion, and hoped that next she would replace Clara to become Albert's wife despite the umpteenth. Yes, that's the risk of being a man who has a handsome face in addition to the wealth in his possession, of course women are competing to seize him, and ignore his legitimate wife, the perpetrator of the present day blatantly, have no shame.

seriate.....

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