The Prisoner's Wife Mr. Arogan
Chapter 69's

The days with Michael at the headquarters, without doing any activities and just observing the work of the husband, made Laura a little bored. Moreover, not infrequently Laura got a trivial gaze from some of Michael's men who did not know who he was.

Some of them assume that women are just spoiled figures who always bother men. Not infrequently when Laura passes by also gets a tongue-in-cheek and condescending chatter that is quite painful. However, Laura chose silence and neither complained nor retaliated. To him, all of those treatments were pointless and were only a waste of time if responded to. Let's just say they're a bunch of fools who know to sneer, unfortunately have no contribution at all. Instead of practicing to develop yourself to be better, even proud and easily satisfied with what you have.

One day left, what they say will be more and more in the next day. It's like interest on debt in a bank that swells if it's not paid immediately, sucks. Seems to be approached by debt collectors every day. Men's mouths are the same as women's. We are just happy to judge everything from the outside. Without any intention of investigating let alone respecting the person whose appearance was so ordinary it seemed.

Though some of their higher-ups who had seen Laura's actions themselves did not dare to say a word to the woman, but those with shrimp brains even mouth as if it had no brakes at all. The oil leaking from their mouths was too faint to beat the eels.

"Look! Again he is still here. It looks like this base will soon turn into a place where mistresses roam." A voice of innuendo from one man followed another laughter, as if confirming what his friend said caused Laura to sigh deeply. Again the innuendo of not quality he must hear from the mouth of the comberan.

"Yes. Unexpectedly, Master had the taste of such a snot girl. Even the body is not better than the fish on the market. Let's bet! How long will Master last with him?"

Time rotates, minutes change hours and hours change days, but the whispers seem endless. Laura's initial intention ignored, now turning to want to clot the mouths of those who did not know themselves because they had dared to make hot ears.

However, Laura recalled what her husband had said to not do anything here. Unfortunately, this time it was not him who started, but them. So, what's wrong with giving them a little warning. Don't mention her name Laura if she's easily bullied.

Slowly Laura stepped closer to the gathering of people. He screeched when he saw some small pieces of money actually gathered in front of them like people betting. "So, only this way do you have the courage to bet?" sindir Laura saw how low their betting value was.

"You!" A man with a monstrous burly body almost stood up from his position, but was still held back by his friend.

"Don't get into trouble with this woman now! He is still the Master's favorite. Wait till he's dumped, and we'll teach him a lesson." The sentence with a slightly threatening tone and the striking glance did not make Laura waver in the slightest. Although the men were chuckling strongly enough to hurt the eardrum deeply, it did not ignite any fear in Laura

Instead of being afraid, the woman took out a fantastic amount of money from her pocket and threw it right in front of them. "Then I'll bet. How long do you guys guess your Master's holding me?"

"One week," answered another man, spontaneously getting an upset pat from his friend, because the man interrupted the conversation.

"All right, one week. More than that, I was the winner. If he kicks me before the time you expect. I'll give each of you the same amount of money." Point Laura at a wad of money thrown at everyone there.

"If we lose?" ask someone else, squinting.

Laura slowly approached them. He raised one leg and placed his elbow there. Slowly the woman was bowed with a grin followed by those gathered in a circle. "Then prepare your lives in exchange for the payment. I'll charge it myself."

Not wanting to get hotter and end up in high blood, Laura chose to turn around after giving a slight bluff. He who was originally about to enjoy the place also undoed his intentions after giving them a few elegant words of threat.

"Will he report what just happened to Master?" ask a man.

A man shook his head slightly, it turned out that the woman who had been silent felt quite terrible when giving a threat. The aura released was no less terrible than Michael. Did they take the wrong step this time?

"You anyway! Why guess a week? How about we get to kala?" said another person patting the head of the man who likes the slip.

"Then we will make him leave the Master," said a man with a sharp smoldering highlight.

Meanwhile, Laura who was bored even caught up with some of Michael's direct subordinates who were training other men's weapons.

"Madam," said a man who usually follows Michael. Of course they respect the woman whose age is far below it. Besides seeing for yourself how his master's wife acts. They are quite self-aware, without Michael Laura can finish them off at any time if they want. Moreover, the Master is in his bucin-bucin period and cannot be challenged.

Laura simply nodded her head lightly, observing every weapon available there in a fleeting groping manner while walking small. The small hand was able to recognize a good weapon and not just in one touch. It was certainly not an easy thing because Laura had to train hard for all the things that were out of her head.

"Do you want to try it, Madam?" ask the men.

Instead of answering, Laura instead immediately took a long-barreled firearm and clamped the object, stuck it on her cheek, and pointed at the men who asked.

The man instantly raised both his hands, looking at the man Laura was already in a position ready to shoot the target. With great difficulty he swallowed his own saliva. "Ny—"

"Give me information about them tonight!" Without a cue a bullet shot back at the group of people who had been insinuating Laura. Though their current distance was quite far, but Laura purposely aimed her weapon right at the round bench they were using.

The men were shocked, and stared at the incoming bullets. Where Laura then lowered her weapon, and instead grinned while showing the middle finger.

"This weapon is not good enough. He darted too long compared to the others" Laura commented about the rifle she had just used, and threw it back at the man beside her.

"I'll wait for the information tonight. And don't say anything to Michael!" Do not want to stand too long, after being satisfied to give a little warning. Laura stepped away, leaving the people staring in wonder at her for thinking she was just playing around with guns and using them carelessly.

To Be Continue's...