A marriage full of wounds

chapter 5

The group of luxury cars, entering the towering high fence in the Mansion owned by Abraham's nuclear family.

Quickly, a uniformed security guard opened the door of one of the most luxurious looking cars.

What appeared first, was, a pair of shiny black shoes. Of course, it has a fantastic price.

Not long seen, the figure of a beautiful man with a professional body image came out of the car. By putting on a flat face.

The man stepped closer, a tall door looming in front of him with a bone-white paint color.

Regardless of his little wife sleeping in the car, Jeffin continued walking into the Mansion.

The man was just relying on his men, to — wake Catherine up.

The man, as if he would not touch even the tip of his wife's white nails. It is like avoiding a plague of disease and feces.

"Wake him! No, not until mommy sees it." Jeffin stopped his steps, as — was ahead, his Mansion butler gave the order to the middle-aged woman.

"Okay, sir," said the woman in neat clothes, bowing half her body. Then held the order of young master Abraham, towards the young master's luxury car.

Regardless of the legitimacy of his servant, Jeffin continued his steps into the luxurious and magnificent Mansion.

His face looked fed up. Now it turned out to be happy and impatient to get to the third floor.

"Open!" The butler orders with his arrogance.

Soon, Jeffin's driver opened the car door, on the side of the door where Catherine was sitting.

When the car door opened, the butler was shocked. When you see the figure of a beautiful girl sleeping with her head leaning behind the car seat.

"Who is he!" Pekik surprised. "How dare, this presumptuous girl is in the car master, young," continued the bodied woman containing it — emotions.

The arrogant butler wanted to force Catherine's arm out of her young master's luxury car, but.

"Don't, ma'am," stop the driver, who's about 45.

The butler's forehead folded up and stared fixedly at the driver.

"Why?" Curious ask.

"Say, goddamn driver!" The woman's bluff was stern-faced, when the driver was just silent.

"D-he ..., d-he's the new wife of young master Kato," replied the driver.

"WHAT!? Shocked scream.

"What, you're kidding me, damn it!" Bait the woman whose hair is rolled up.

"No, madam," replied the driver firmly.

"Girl, it's the young master's wife." Tandas the driver.

"W-what?! Sahut the butler — with a surprised face.

"Wife, young master?! Ask to convince, with a dumbfounded look. Looking at Catherine's sleeping face.

The driver could only nod, who was still holding the door to Abraham's luxury car.

Meanwhile, the butler kept looking at Catherine's appearance and face. His face, which was in shock, had now turned grim. Not long after a sly grin rose in the corner of the middle-aged woman's lips.

The woman with short hair straightened her back and moved away from the luxury car. He glanced at one of the servants at the Abraham Mansion and gave the code through the eyes to wake up, Catherine who was not disturbed in the slightest.

The young woman in the maid's uniform approached the pitch-black car, bowed her body and extended her hand to Catherine's shoulder. With a cynical and reluctant face, the female servant built her master's young wife.

"Hey! Get up," said the waiter with a sullen tone and a cynical face.

"So your attitude! Remember, she's the wife of the young master. Means she's a young mistress here too" the chauffeur, who was furious at the maid's treatment of Catherine who didn't appreciate her being the young mistress of the Abrahamic family, rebuked.

"Curtain! She's just a cheap lady of the village," the servant's slow chirp insulted.

"Basic, village woman," the servant insinuated in his heart.

"Mrs!" He called it Catherine.

"Mrs! Get up, "he said in a higher voice and shook Catherine's tiny body tight.

"Curtain! The girl who was only valuing treasures," the young maid grinned, don't forget her sinister face.

Because it was too furious, with the treatment of the maid, the driver pushed the body of the service girl away from the car door. And, taking over herself to wake up, Catherine who was already — young mistress of Abraham.

The butler could only stand arrogantly at the front door of the Mansion with his eyes fixed on Jeffin's luxurious car.

Meanwhile, the young lady's maid, her face growing red, endured the emotions, for what she received from the driver. Wanted to berate, but ..it was impossible, for the old man was the beloved driver of young master Abraham.

The driver tried to touch, the new young mistress. Despite violating the rules for his actions that had dared to touch, the wife of his master. But, the man over 40 years old was also not hearty, seeing Catherine treated arbitrarily by, the servants and also her husband of course.

"Mistress, mistress, mistress," the chauffeur rebuked, shaking Catherine's shoulders gently.

"Mistress, young. Wake up. We have arrived" said the driver in a polite tone.

Catherine is seen responding to the driver's speech and touch on his shoulders. The girl who was still wearing the bridal outfit, opened her beautiful eyes that had green irises, with wide.

Upholding his leaning back with his eyes out, where the driver stood with a respectful face and a young woman dressed in a typical servant suit whose face looked cynical.

Catherine looked around with a puzzled look on her face, and she also gasped in shock, when she did not find her husband.

Catherine raised a confused and worried look at the driver, and asked in a frightened tone.

"I where? And — my husband where, uncle?" Catherine asked who looked around.

"We have arrived, at the residence of the lord, madam. And — young master is already inside," said the driver in a polite tone.

"Curtain! My husband, what a disgusting thing," the servant's inner voice with a disgusted expression, as she saw and heard Catherine's words.

The servant did not deny that Catherine was very beautiful and sweet, perhaps that is why, the young master Abraham married her.

"Abraham's Residence?! Catherine asked, while getting out of the car and looking at the majestic Mansion building in front of her, with a face of admiration.

"Basar, kampungan," the servant again sneered, when he saw the expression on Catherine's face that saw the building of the Abraham Mansion.

Meanwhile, the butler who was at the front door of the Mansion, his sharp gaze, did not turn the slightest away from Catherine's figure. His face seemed to sneer and smile lightly full of ridicule.

"What, this is my husband's house?" Catherine asked again with a happy face and felt proud.

"Yes, ma'am" replied the driver.

"Consider, just yourself as a lucky ash-up can become a Cinderella," the inner servant again.

The servant continued to look at Catherine's appearance with a petty look and ridicule. "Basar, the cheap country girl," once again, the servant sat down.

He returned Catherine's friendly smile reluctantly. He must also bow his body with an unaccepting heart. She leads Catherine to the Mansion of Abraham, following in her footsteps from behind.

Catherine, herself was still rotating her gaze to all corners of the Mansion with a amazed face.

She did not expect that her husband was a successful and very rich man.

Catherine, halting her steps, upon hearing the cold greeting of the butler before the high door of the towering Abraham Mansion.

"Welcome to the Mansion Abraham's mistress, Catherine," greeted the butler with a reluctant face and an unpretentious cold tone.

Catherine gave her best smile and returned the greeting, the butler.

"Thank you, ma'am …." Catherine's words were cut off when she heard the butler's interlude.

"Don't call me that madam. Me, just the waiter here. So. call me, Beatrice, madam." Bright butler with a face full of cunning.

The driver wanted to denounce, but the butler gave a sharp eye. Meanwhile, the young female servant, could only smile cunningly with the butler.

"But …." Catherine's protest words were cut back, upon hearing the butler's words.

"Please, come in, madam. Master is waiting!" Cried the butler who deliberately cut off Catherine's words.

Catherine nodded and followed the middle-aged servant, to enter the Abraham Mansion which was no less luxurious. Various, luxurious and sparkling trinkets arranged in every corner of the Mansion room.

Catherine was unceasingly amazed at what she saw in her husband's Mansion.

"stop!"