The Prisoner's Wife Mr. Arogan
Chapter 72's

That morning, Laura who had woken up with a fresher body. He stood in front of the room, facing outside where the sight of the rehearsals was seen directly from the balcony of the room.

The fingers of Laura's two hands intertwined, she pulled on top of her hands while yawning widely, enjoying the breeze of the morning and the warm sunlight that hit her body. It was so refreshing this morning. After every night her relationship with her husband became more harmonious.

He went back inside after seeing the weather outside today. Again a sandwich and a glass of warm milk were available on the small table welcoming the morning, complete with a sweet note from the husband. The woman's lips lifted as she read each set of words on the paper. Maybe if not experience it directly, Laura would not have thought that a figure who looks fierce like Michael turned out to have a romantic side like a teenager yesterday afternoon. A new routine that quite spread the flowers in his heart.

"Currently, he's very old-fashioned" Laura muttered, then kept the paper in a drawer with the previous sheets. Although considered old-fashioned, in fact, able to make a smile on Laura's face every time. He ate his breakfast, then cleaned himself up and stepped out.

Some of Michael's men who passed by then immediately bowed as they passed by Laura. Instead of being happy, he scrunched his forehead and swore inwardly to castrate Michael, until the man was reckless to interfere with his affairs and the men here.

"You! Where's the usual guy gathering there?" tanya Laura pointed to a place where Leo and friends usually gather. However, not with today, what a kesleo on the neck alone could make him die, causing Laura to be a little curious.

"There, madam," pointed at the man.

Laura simply nodded, the entire occupants here are indeed men. Even the chef and assistant on duty did not have a single female staff. Laura was the only woman in the place.

Without hesitation Laura entered Leo's room. It turned out that the other colleagues were also there to accompany the man. They stare at Laura's arrival, while the woman herself appears to be staring back at Leo's current condition.

"Hey! What the hell happened to you? Why should there be any support around that neck? You want to mutate from a human into a giraffe? Why not tell from yesterday? I'll be happy to pull your neck up to two meters" Laura replied as a greeting this morning.

"You!" Another man intends to take revenge on Laura, but Leo soon holds back and shakes a small shackle. His dealings with the woman before him at this moment should not be any interference from others. Looking at where this morning Michael also said nothing as if he had no idea what had happened before. Which means Laura's not a whistleblower.

Once the situation is conducive, then Leo starts to open his mouth. "What do you want here, Miss?"

"Me?" Laura pointed at herself, slowly moving closer, causing several other men to start being wary of the woman. "I wanted to take you to play. But, it looks like I should give you a present first before playing."

Casually, Laura stepped to the back of Leo, and her hands rolled back around the man's neck until the sound was heard directly by some people who were there.

"Sister."

"Aw."

The cry as well as the pain and intent to attack Laura caused them to immediately put up a position. However, the girl seemed to have no fear at all times. "Hows it? Your neck is not broken. So what's the point of using this stupid device?"

Loudly Laura patted the neck brace attached to Leo. Some of the men screamed out of pity for her. However, instead of feeling sick, Leo even felt if his neck had returned.

"How's it?" ask Laura.

Leo stared at Laura. The feeling of healing made him remember that the hurt was so painful.the two threw each other an indecipherable glance for quite a long time. Causing the atmosphere to feel tense again.

However, a second later Leo immediately approached Laura with a fierce face, and unsheathed the blinking gaze from a close enough distance. Unexpectedly instead of angry, it turns out that Leo actually bent the knee, and rested under Laura's feet.

That of course made Laura take a step back while scratching her head that did not feel itchy. What did Leo do? Did the kesleo in the neck make him a little crazy?

"Sister-in-law," said Leo, showing the face of peace until some other men followed what he did and gathered in front of Laura.

After Laura turned her back, the mafia did have a confusing attitude. Yesterday demeaning like garbage, today even worship like an elder who just came out of the cave.

"What are you doing, huh? Stand up!" laura shouted, feeling like she was becoming a tyrannical master in the morning. They should consider him an angel, or a wingless angel.

"Sister-in-law, forgive our previous indecency. Please accept this apology!" Strictly speaking Leo uttered a sincere apology from the heart, he did not even hesitate to prostrate before Laura. Followed by other men just like that.

"Hey! Getup! I'll forgive you if you play with me today. Don't be like this! I'm not God."

"Ready, Sister-in-law." They immediately stood up straight like a general who led his army.

Laura stepped out, followed by Leo and friends. "What are we playing today?" He circulated his gaze in all directions while rubbing his chin.

Laura's view stopped when she saw some dirt bikes parked neatly in a corner of the place. "We're playing it, get the key!" laura ordered while pointing at what she wanted.

They suddenly widened, whether the woman could also ride the dirt bike. However, it wasn't Laura's name if her appearance couldn't surprise others.

Laura tied her hair up first. He put on a helmet and started the engine.

The noise of the trail motor began to understate, Laura rushed to turn the gas and move by lifting the front wheel of the vehicle.

All the men who watched were amazed by it. "Is she still the snot girl you despised yesterday, sister?" asked the combed-mouthed man to Leo who was also stunned by the scene in front of him.

To Be Continue's...