Wife One Billion
Enam

Plaque!

The middle aged woman in the head of three threw a slap at Iris.

"Are you crazy, Iris? What if Mr. Damar's head is all right, you want to go to jail?" the snaps are not out of thought. When he found out his master was hurt.

She is Mirna, in charge with all the servants in Mr. Damar's house. If anyone makes the slightest mistake, Mirna will definitely receive the impact, such as diomeli or his salary in pieces.

"I'm sorry Mom, I didn't mean it."

"What's wrong!" Mirna was upset. "Once the doctor came and said that Mr. Damar should be treated. I'm definitely gonna get angry. Iris, you're new. Why can be reckless? Don't you know who Mr Damar is? In a single jolt he can make your life crumble!"

"But it's not entirely my fault, Mrs Damar asked me to marry him. Obviously I don't want to, he's a rich guy but a basket eye. He doesn't fuck a lot of women! If Miss Mirna was in my position, she would have refused!"

Mirna widened her eyes, her body dazed at the instant of hearing the statement from Iris. "Me-me-marriage, does that mean Mr Damar chose you? No way! Argh, why is my head suddenly dizzy."

"Well, Mom? Mother why? Let's sit down first" he replied as he led him to sit on the chair. "Did Miss Mirna need a drink?"

"No need," refused Mirna. Then massage his head that feels dizzy. "You're crazy, Iris. You may reject Lord Damar! Don't you like money?" jolt with a greget tone.

"As you know, as long as Mr. Damar lives, he never invites women to marry, other than Lady Ana! And, you should accept not hurt him. If I were in your position, it was obvious I wouldn't turn down a golden opportunity!" Mirna was upset herself. "What have you done, so lucky, Iris?"

Iris shook her head, the tastes of the two of them turned out to be different, or Iris was indeed too naive.

Iris does not want to mortgage her future life with someone who has a minus nature, especially they married without love.

"Mirna thinks I'm lucky. But what I felt was a stupor. How do I get out of this house, my God? I'm not strong!" his mind feels tormented.

Mirna looked at Iris. "Because Mr. Damar chose you, so make sure you never make a mistake again, okay? Take it easy, Mr. Damar will definitely not imprison you," he said, rising from his seat and walking towards Mr. Damar's room.

****

Damar still feels pain in his head, even though it has been sewn and treated by doctors. Fortunately, he did not need to be hospitalized because the injury was not too severe.

"Where is the girl?" damar asked when he saw Mirna approaching him.

"There is outside sir. Forgive me for Iris' negligence, I promise this will never happen again" Mirna replied, bowing respectfully. "By the way, is it true. Mr Damar asked Iris to get married?"

"Did he show you off?" Damar smiled curiously. "He acted as if he was rejecting me, but lightning-fast told everyone."

Mirna shook her head. "Iris was just telling me about the reason why she could throw the urn on Master's head, she said she was upset that Master had suddenly invited her to marry."

"Oh that." It turns out Damar was misresponsive. "I did intend to get married, but only to take up her status. Iris is still my maid, even though we are married later," he said straightforwardly.

After thinking, there was no harm in Damar using it. After all, from the information obtained. The girl turns out to be orphaned and lives with her evil aunt and uncle. By giving him a lot of money, Iris would definitely not refuse. Even if that happens, Damar will justify all means so that his goal is achieved.

Whatever the reason, still. Iris is a lucky girl. He can shower money and live in wealth. Anyone would want to feel it, including me!

"Okay sir, I'll get it ready quickly."

Meanwhile, Satria who listened to their words could only clench their hands.

Of course, Satria feels guilty, because she brought Iris. His intention was purely to help him from the pursuit of the people in the brothel. However, hearing Damar's plan, it would not make Iris suffer even more.

"Why are you looking at me like that, Satria?" damar said he did not like it, Satria looked at him so sharply as if she wanted to swallow him alive. Damar never saw him twice.

Satria nodded, "Sorry sir."

Damar clucked, then got out of bed not to buy time, because he was too late. "Take me to the hospital to see Ana."

Damar does have a routine agenda to go to the woman he loves, every one week twice. Look at her situation and let go of a deep longing.

"Eum, isn't it better, we postpone it first, sir? At least until the wound on your head heals," suggested Satria, instead rejected outright by Damar.

The man, who already had two children, walked gallantly outside the hospital, followed by Mirna and Satria. The wound on his head did not stop him from meeting the lover of the heart.

"Yeah, Mirna! Prepare a room for this girl! I'm going to put him in a mental institution, hasn't he lost his mind, for he dared to hit me?" point Damar at Iris, as she passes by.

"Satria take the girl!"

"Good, Sir."

Hearing that Iris wavered. What does that mean, a mental hospital? No, Iris, no.

When to align his steps with Damar. Satria prevented it and tightened the grip on Iris' hand.

"Just obey his orders" whispered Satria.

"He's taking me to a mental hospital, Satria. How can I obey him!" snarled Iris did not accept.

"He's just kidding, Iris."

"But jokingly he doesn't make me want to laugh!"

"Of course, don't be noisy. If Mr. Damar hears our commotion, he'll get mad."

Iris was forced to shut up and could only curse in her heart.

Don't expect you to put me in a mental institution, Damar! Because I'm gonna run away!