Forced to Become Young Master's Wife

Chapter 38 Cowardly Doll

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Mark fended off all the questions and feelings arising in his heart, he immediately went to the bathroom to refresh himself. Keep trying hard to get rid of the strange feeling that always comes with his haughty style.

While out there, Shita walked casually to the elevator to get down to the ground floor, because on the floor of the hotel restaurant there. Shita still grumbled cursing herself.

Pukkkkp!

He hit his head with his palm. "Shita, please don't use your heart wrong, that man doesn't deserve you to give him your heart, he just doesn't have a heart and feelings! How deserving of your heart!" His grunt.

Arriving in front of the elevator, Shita was lucky that not long ago there were people coming out of the elevator, Shita's face immediately glum looking at the person. Who else, a figure that is very difficult to give a smile, err! Although he smiled, no less creepy with his flat face, he was Gimar.

"Good morning young lady" said Gimar.

Shita did not care about Gimar, he immediately entered the elevator and immediately pressed the button, the elevator door was immediately closed. Shita goes on to his wish for breakfast, while Gimar continues his goal of meeting his young master.

Arriving in front of Mark's hotel room repeatedly Gimar presses the bell, moments Gimar wakes up. "Stupid! The young master must have stayed in the room of that cowardly woman!" Gerrutu Gimar cursed himself. Remembering his young master was a hobby of eating women. Gimar directly to the hotel room in Shita. One time pressing the doorbell, the door opened.

"Good morning young master," said Gimar directly.

"Good morning, let's go in!" Excited Mark.

"Hey, is that really young master? When can he return the greetings of people?" Gimar said in his heart. But he put his foot into the room. The room looked messy, towels, clothes and others scattered everywhere. Gimar rounded his lips to look at the state of the room.

"I told you not to go in to look around this room, just tell me what you mean!" Excited Mark.

"Owh! Sorry young master," replied Gimar, he immediately delivered an office assignment to Mark and some messages from Sammy.

"Well, today I'm going to work, you tell people to clean this room, after I'm gone, you just take that cowardly doll to my house."

"Cowardly doll?" I confused myself.

"Who else? That coward!" Grouse Mark.

"But I saw no more fear from his face" Gimar said, picturing Shita's face as he met her in front of the elevator.

"You're right, he's not a coward anymore, but to me he's still a cowardly doll" Mark exclaimed.

Gimar scratched his non-itchy ear looking at Mark's expression. There was something strange about the line of his young master's face.

"Well, I'll get ready first, remember you drive the coward home, oh yeah, don't bring anything from the cowardly doll's house, except for his college needs, the others just buy him all the necessities" exclaimed Mark, he disappeared behind the bathroom door.

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Finished getting ready, Mark immediately left, while Gimar sat sweetly on the sofa waiting for the arrival of the young lady.

Shita casually went into his room, because seeing Gimar when he came down earlier, Shita was sure, Gimar and Mark must have gone to their office.

"Akkk!" Shita shouted, in shock at the figure sitting so leisurely on the sofa. "You? Why are you still here?"

"Why am I here? Especially if not to drag you to freefall from that window if you don't want to come with me!" Snap Gym.

"Where are you taking me?" Shita asked, she could not hide her fear.

"To hell!" Answer Gimar so cynically.

Shita put her foot into the room.

"Where are you!" Ask Gimar.

"Take my bag and my cell phone" Shita replied.

Gimar showed me something he was holding. "All I have to make sure, everything is complete here," exclaimed Gimar as he gave Shita the bag he was holding.

"You!" Shita was so infuriated that personal items were ruffled by others.

When Shita grabbed her bag, Gimar's hand grabbed Shita's wrist.

"Hey off!" Shita's trying to fight.

"Don't fight, if you fight I don't hesitate to hurt you!" Snap Gym.

"My stuff!" Shita Whine.

"Don't bring your junk!" Answer Gimar so ketus.

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Now Shita gets into Gimar's car. He was sitting alone in the back seat of the car. Gimar started leaving the hotel. The car started to speed on the highway.

"Where are you taking me?" Shita tried asking again.

"If you ask a lot, this goal will be changed, I will take you to the slaughterhouse, let you in the slaughterhouse!" Say Gimar with a cynical tone.

Seeing the look in Gimar's eyes from the rearview mirror in front of him makes Shita swallow his saliva out of fear. He chose to shut up.

Gimar continued to focus on driving his car so fast. The car's pace slowly diminished as it began to approach a towering turnstile. It appears that several well-built people wearing the same uniform opened the high gate. They seem to pay their respects to Gimar.

Gimar's car drove slowly into the very spacious courtyard. A luxurious house that looks like a palace welcomes the eyes of Shita.

"Whose house is this?" Ask Shita.

"What is definitely not your home young lady," said Gimar ketus.

"Don't ask Shita again, her answer just makes your blood pressure go up" Shita grumbled.

"Good morning" said a male servant who had met Shita on her wedding day.

"Again" replied Shita.

"Turn this young lady to the young master's room," exclaimed Gimar.

Shita just realized, if this house is Mark's house.

The male servant looked slightly down. "Good." Answer slowly.

"Has the young master's order over the phone been carried out?" Ask Gimar.

"Just finished, my wife and a few maidservants have arranged neatly in place." Reply Iqmal who continues to slightly bow.

"Alright, happy duty back Mr. Iqmal, I'm sorry," exclaimed Gimar. He left Mark's mansion.

"Young lady, come with me" the waiter asked.

Shita followed the man. "Sir, my name is Shita, whose surname is it?" Ask Shita.

"I'm Iqmal, I'm in charge of all the servants in this house" he replied.

"How many people live in this house?" Ask Shita.

"Our master used to be three, young master Mark, great mistress Randha and miss Shima, now you are also our master young lady."

Shita's footsteps climbed the stairs, and she followed the maid up the two floors of the house. Now they came to the door big enough. The waiter grabbed the key in his pocket and opened the door.

"This is the young master's room and yours too" exclaimed Iqmal.

Shita was confused.

"I'm sorry young lady" Iqmal exclaimed with a lowered head.

"Sir, what should I do?" Ask Shita.

"You please clean up this whole house,"

"Seriously sir?"

"If you want to see all innocent servants like us get punished, then just do it." Answer Iqmal.

Shita was silent.

"Please miss, don't make trouble yes, we have suffered enough because of the young master, hopefully you can be more kind to us, excuse me," said Iqmal. He immediately left Shita who was still staring at the door of the room.