Tengil Mas Baron's
Wh who?

Delila rolled back and forth on the bed, boredom started to attack her. The time has shown at 2 pm, his body is tired but his eyes do not want to be closed at all.

Delila hugged the shabby pillow she already considered her own husband, because for several days to weeks of being the wife of a Baron Gunadi, only this pillow of bolsters provided warmth for her.

Delila Poor

"Why should you do it?" muttered.

The girl got up, her two eyes were all staring at every corner of the room she was in. All the housework he had done, even though he just swept the house and washed the dishes used for breakfast, because washing clothes had been done by the Baron.

There was shame and unease when she found out, but somehow Delila also felt flattered it turned out that a stiff man like Baron still wanted to wash clothes, even clothes too.

What dream was he last night?

Even the man also made him breakfast before leaving for work, what is it? then why did the Baron say that his body was hot when he felt fine?

Now that Delila wanted to make lunch for the Baron, there was no kapok after yesterday's incident. But he did not know where to take the food, because Baron said that the man would take his client's car and would not be in the workshop until the afternoon.

"Gue lipetin clothes only once? the vow of boring is very much alive. Tell me to make a cake, take care of the kitten, what chicks do it let move."

Delila continued to grumble, but both of her legs just kept stepping towards the cupboard and opened it immediately.

Delila shook her one hand as she felt dust flying from the closet door towards her. The girl coughed, but tried to hold it and opened it wide.

Delila sat herself on the floor, both eyes staring at the pile of clothes that were so messy. His breath was heard, his hands were busy grabbing a pile of cloth and ready for him to tidy up.

For quite a while, but Delila managed to tidy up half of the clothes on the floor, the girl got up and was seen stretching her body as she felt her waist numb.

But the movement of Delila's hand stopped when she wanted to lower the next pile of clothes when both eyes saw several sheets of paper and photos under the pile of clothes d*lam belonging to the Baron.

"This what?" muttered.

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"How much longer?" Baron said, the man turned to his partner who was packing luxury cars owned by his client.

"A little more, patience. Our people are given food, coffee, cold drinks, ampe nyuci eyes. Look Bar look, the lawyer just mingled ape again-, iye iye gosh tuh eyes almost dislodged!" the man in mechanic's attire throbbed, grumbling to himself upon seeing the sharp gaze that the Baron gave.

He resumed his work, although his lips continued to move to and fro. While the Baron was seen sighing, the man got up and approached towards his friend.

Baron's picking up an unresolved car engine. Both of his hands were busy groping in the car*man but never felt in his wife*man.

Really too you Baron!

"Bang!"

Baron's hand stopped, the man pensively for a moment and then returned to finish his task.

"It's over soon, Mrs Cokro. Two cars yours and your husband's are ready to use again!" cetus Baron flat.

Braak!

The man closed the hood quite hard, Baron wiped his hands and turned to face a glamorous woman nearby.

"Well, can we talk like this,"

"Our task is done, please Madam make the payment."

The baron interrupted quickly, he immediately tidied up some of his workshop equipment and chose to ignore the woman who turned out to be one of the Mistresses in this mansion, the second wife of the landlord whose car he had repaired.

Who is this woman really?

SORRY I SHADOWED MAS BARON KAYAK GINI HER BODY 😭😭😭😭