
Agathias was being lazy to make any deal with Loralei. Why also create boundaries for husband and wife? He is not happy to get rules that he thinks are complicated. They are legitimate, even though his wife does not know the reality behind his impulsive decision. But, obviously there will never be agreements or restrictions as long as it is still official in the eyes of the state.
Sounds impressed unilateral decision because again Loralei never get the right to give an opinion. The woman only acts as a person who accepts all the consequences, and that is very detrimental.
However, Loralei still could not get angry. It is a woman with an oppressed soul. She now prepares breakfast for her husband. What a great wife.
“Unfortunately I was married not out of love, I was sad,” grumbled Loralei while putting down two dishes filled with toast.
The woman then sat on the chair while waiting for Agathias to finish bathing, Loralei ate his simple breakfast first. Too hungry, too late if you have to wait for her husband to come out.
Shortly after, the man with still wet hair appeared from the room. Walking towards the dining table but Loralei only glanced at a glance while his mouth remained chewing.
“Bread only?” agathias protested while pointing at the plate in front of her.
Loralei. “I have not been shopping and my daily habits also eat simple,” he explained later. No matter if her husband does not accept or refuse, she must be brave in her area of power. This is his apartment, don't get oppressed too.
“If only one, I am less full.” Agathias again lodged a protest while taking toast and began to bite. Once in the mouth only directly half ludes.
“Racus.” Loralei immediately shut her mouth which spontaneously cursed her husband's way of eating. He just told me the truth. “Sorry.” I was afraid that the man was angry as usual.
But, it turned out that Agathias was only raising his shoulders. Then snatch the toast in Loralei's hand.
“Why taken?”
“Still hungry.” With the rest of Agathias devoured also the Bilih ration Loralei.
However, Agathias could still hear because he had sharp ears. “Garious boss, pervert, oppressor, greedy, invaders. What more call would you give me?”
Loralei who was sipping water suddenly choked. Coughing until it gushed onto the table. I should have sprayed it in his face.
Pat the chest repeatedly to stop coughing. “How do you know?”
Agathias puts his shoulders, not a sign of ignorance, but of arrogance. “Agathias Gemala Dominique, what can I not find out?”
“Ya, yes, yes.” Loralei better give up, for free, will lose too in the end.
Loralei got up and pulled two dirty dishes. Agathias who eats, he who cleans. Although not ruled, but unfortunately it is customary to be babu yes that's how his soul comes out automatically.
Very nice to be the boss, just sit down and take care of it, then what's the point of me being the boss' wife? Nothing, Lora, once a slave remains a slave. While washing the dishes, he spoke inwardly. Huh! Miris.
“Truely, you don't have to bother cleaning cutlery, I can do for you,” said Agathias as he approached the washtub where Loralei was.
Loralei turned around with smiling lips restraining her emotions. “Slow if you want to help, it's done and all has been clean,” he explained in a friendly voice that sounded forced.
“Oh, good, after all, I was just a pleasant-nonsense.” Agathias patted the top of Loralei's head with an innocent face.
Just two days into the wife of Agathias, Loralei's patience had grown to eighty percent of the world. Hold ... hold .. bastard! Yes, release is also the end, but in the heart.