FIRST WIFE REVENGE (I Don'T Love You Anymore)

CHAPTER 24 The Jealousy of Mas Delan

Tonight we sleep in one more room. But do nothing. Really sleep with his head.

The exhaustion that whack all day plus the atmosphere of the Ubud countryside that calms the feeling makes me and Mas Delan sleep soundly without disturbing each other.

At six in the morning I just woke up. Because it was stirred by the smell of toast that stirred up my hunger.

Last night it turned out Ubud in a rain guyur. Until there are still ripples in the puddle wet the yard of villa om Lordess.

"Good morning, Miss!"

"Good morning, Cemen!"

Cemen greeted me politely. Of course I returned his greeting.

"What cooking, bi?" ask me on bi Kurni who is busy in the villa kitchen. His eyes spontaneously glanced at me.

"After, Miss Viona! Hehehe... breakfast toast assorted flavors! Sorry, I'm confused about what to do! I'm afraid she wants a different breakfast. I remember Mr. Delan saying last night that Miss Viona loves toast!"

"But not for breakfast, too, bi! Hehehe...!" godaku laughed a little.

But even though I'm a little complen, toast is the best and favorite.

Unknowingly already a cup of toast made by bi Kurni kabababat exhausted. Even the melted cheese parmesannya to the splotches on the lips make Cemen laugh out loud.

"Yemen!!!" clon scolded him, whispering, "Not polite!"

Cemen closed his mouth immediately. It dawned on him that he was laughing at was me, the young mistress he should have respected despite being three years above me and Delan.

"Sorry, Miss! Forgive me for my sass!" he said as smooth as possible.

I laughed as I shook my hands.

"Ga papa, Cemen! I also don't feel offended even though Cemen is laughing!"

"Mrs funny! Also very sweet!" praise Cemen for making me tick.

Brave also this 25-year-old young man in issuing praise.

I blushed in shame. While the bi Kurni and mbak Clon were silent no more words.

"Om Lordess rarely comes home, huh Ma'am?" I asked Clon. Still with a cup of my chocolate breakfast bread the third cut.

"Great Master rarely comes home, Miss Vio!"

"Yes work?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Where?"

"Big Master has a lot of business in Bali. Not just in Ubud, Madam! There are many other places in Bali. But Lord Lordess is here!"

"When's home?"

"It can be once a week, sometimes even once a month. But often come back here every day!"

I was scratching my head that didn't itch. Confused and dizzy with Clon's answer.

Stupid time!

Track tracks tracks...

I heard the sound of sandals and the footsteps being dragged. Apparently my husband who was walking gontai towards us in the pantry room of the villa.

"Good morning, Young Master!"

Delan just blinked his eyes, no intention to answer Cemen's greetings.

"Where is my apple juice?" the question is a bit haughty.

Like returning to his identity again, now the nature of Delan that I do not like to appear again.

"Bi Kurni, may I ask you to make some apple juice for Mas Delan?" I asked to repeat Delan's order which was very disrespectful in my opinion.

"Bi, sorry... Please make me some apple juice, huh?"

"Okay, Young Master!"

Delan squinted his eyes as the rising sunlight hit his face.

You Young Master Arogan!

I can only curse it in my heart.

"Talking to Cemen seems more interesting than waking me up and asking me to have breakfast with you, Vi!"

Ulala... Apparently my husband is like this because he is burning jealous of me and Cemen. Hadeuh, you Mas Delan!

I widened my eyes. Smirking in disbelief but at once my smile broke into laughter.

"Jealous as I am Cemen?" my lot is full of tones of throttling.

"Why? Many great ladies love to play with fire with the servants!"

Deg.

The mood was silent for a moment. It makes my heart and feelings bad. Moreover, Mas Delan said it bluntly in front of Bi Kurni, mbak Clon also Cemen.

It was a huge blow for the managers of course.

I also saw the face of bi Kurni who was pale pias immediately found the insinuation firmly Mas Delan.

I pulled my husband's hand. Slip towards the side of the pantry and look at it sharply.

"Mas! Why are you saying so rude so early in the morning?" askaku.

"This is just a common word, Vio! Why should it be a problem? Besides I have no intention and purpose of insinuating someone as well in this!"

I'm rattled. Mas Delan just now added jutek to me.

Our first morning at villa om Lordess became anyep thanks to her original innuendo.

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"Bi! I'm sorry, for what Mas Delan said this morning!"

This is all I can do now. Making an apology on behalf of the husband, on ART om Lordess who has always been faithful to serve us.

I also do not want our honeymoon event that should be beautiful, it becomes chaotic just because of the problem of 'misspeaking' alone.

"It's okay, Miss! Young Master didn't say anything wrong, nor did he insinuate us for no reason!"

"I mean Kurni?" my question is not to understand.

"There are a lot of unfinished problems in this villa!" bi Kurni story with a downcast face.

Mean what? I... May I dig up a hidden story and it seems like a big secret to everyone?

"I am indeed mmmm... I am currently in an uncomfortable position in this villa of the Great Lord, Miss!"

I pulled the chair. Told bi Kurni to sit down so that he could tell a good story and complete the curiosity that rippled in my heart.

"Mrs Almira left here to elope with Faldin!"

Madame Almira? Faldin?

Hhh...

From the story of bi Kurni, now I know why om Lordess is a widower. Turns out his wife left and eloped with her own maid.

And that's why my husband doesn't seem to be very fond of raving with his servants, ART and housemaids.

Hm... Like it seems. And he was angry with me because I was familiar with casual conversation with Cemen! See i...

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