Forced to Become Young Master's Wife

Chapter 39 Talk At The Wall

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Shita entered the room. His eyes were stunned to see the state of Mark's room. Just stepping a few steps someone's voice surprised him.

"I'm sorry young lady" said the man.

"It's okay" Shita replied.

"I am Halia, the wife of Mr. Iqmal, I have been assigned a young master to accompany you" the maid continued to approach.

"I'm Shita ma'am."

The waiter smiled and nodded. "If the young lady wants to change clothes, this is a special room where all your clothes and the young master, the bathroom there and some other supplies are there," Halia exclaimed as she pointed out her direction.

"dress? I didn't bring anything ma'am," whined Shita.

"We've all prepared by the young master's order."

Shita immediately ran towards the changing room, she opened one by one the closet doors. "Huhhh," Shita was relieved, because the contents of the closet were normal clothes, not clothes she was afraid of.

"What's the matter young lady?"

Shita simply replied with a smile.

"What does young lady need?"

"I don't need anything ma'am" replied Shita.

"I'm sorry, then" the maid came out, having finished telling the corners in Mark's room.

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Mark went home, the clock was eight o'clock at night, he dragged his footsteps that felt very heavy.

"Will the young master have dinner at home?"

The question of the oldest servant working at his house greeted him.

"Yes, sir, I will have dinner, and when I'm done, call me" Mark replied, in passing by, passing Iqmal sir.

Arriving at Mark's room, he sees Shita so comfortably lying on her bed. Mark took off his suit and threw it towards the sofa, but Shita did not turn to him. He rolled up his shirt sleeves while walking closer to Shita who was indifferent to him.

"What kind of wife are you! Husband come you're engrossed in yourself!" Jerky Mark.

Shita ignored Mark, he pretended to close his eyes.

"Hey! I'm talking to you!"

"Owh, I thought you were talking to the wall" Shita replied.

Mark was annoyed, he immediately locked Shita who was lying on the bed.

Shita was shocked, she did not expect Mark would approach her like this, the two looked at each other, the breath felt on the surface of the skin both seemed to be hypnotic between the two.

Mark drew his face closer. Shita felt something as if it was tying her chest, it was very difficult to breathe, without her noticing, she closed her eyes, unable to return Mark's gaze. While Mark kept his face close, those red lips became the center of his goal. The distance between the two lips is very close. Mark looked at the face in front of his eyes. Mark went on to his desire to enjoy those beautiful lips.

Tok tok!

The sound of knocking on the door made both of them. Mark immediately pulled himself while Shita immediately woke up and sat leaning on his bed, easing the thump of heart rhythm that was like a concert.

Mark walked to the door and opened the door. To get rid of the awkwardness because of the incident just now.

"Sorry young master, dinner is ready,"

"Yes ma'am, I'll be right down." Mark tried to relax. His heart was still beating erratically.

"If you want to eat with me" cried Mark, he went out of the room first, so that Shita would not see his face.

Shita tried to relax and hold her breath. After Mark left he let go of the breath he just held."Can die of heart attack is me," Shita grumbled as she rubbed her chest. Trying to calm the heartbeat as if you have yourself finished the marathon race.

After dinner, Mark left after changing his clothes. Shita enjoys her solitude in Mark's room.

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There is nothing special about Shita's daily life, just having lunch with two women who don't think she exists, then going back to her room.

Even at night Mark only came home for a while, not even caring about him. Mark just changed clothes, sometimes ate together at home, sometimes just left.

Just like when at the hotel, Shita was indifferent to her. Mark's wife's status, but Mark doesn't even look at her. "Stupid time!" Shita Mumbled. He immediately lay on the bed nourishing his body and mind.

Shita has lived a week as a young master's wife, but nothing is beautiful. The beautiful thing was there when her mom and dad contacted her via video call, even every day, that was the most beautiful minutes that Shita felt. Every day Ana and Sammy always contact Shita, releasing longs even though only looking at each other through the phone screen.

Every night Mark came home between 2 and 3, of course after spending the night with Ara and any woman he wanted. To vent the strange feelings that arise and try to throw them away.

Every time he came home, Mark always looked at the face of Shita who was asleep. His heart said that something was different from that woman. But his selfish gurgles tried to deny the feelings that his heart felt.

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Shita runs her morning routine with a burning spirit. Today there is a new spirit booster in him, after a long holiday, he can finally go back to college.

Mark looked at her from a distance, Shita, who was decorating herself in front of a mirror.

"Of course I'm excited, today I go to college again, I'm tired of brackets in these golden cages" Shita replied.

Mark tried not to care about it, because looking at Shita only made strange feelings reappear in his heart and yell again and again, it was better to be indifferent to his wife.

"You'll be on Gimar's shuttle, watch out! Don't ever show off that you're my wife, if you dare to confess, you're gonna make sure your parents are fucked!" Jerky Mark.

"Well, I want the whole world to know that I'm a lucky woman" Shita exclaimed.

Mark tightened his jaw, holding back the frustration of feeling like a failure. "Damn! He is not sad at all! Even proud, I have to talk to Ara!" Grumpy heart Mark.

Shita still had a smile on her face.

"You go now! Don't eat with us! I shouldn't have brought you here!"

"Awhhh, jangaaan, I'm hungry," whined Shita with a mocking facial expression.

Mark is getting angry. He leaves his room leaving Shita. While Shita was satisfied against that arrogant young master. Feeling sure Mark was gone, Shita smiled happily. "Finally, I don't need to meet those cold creatures" Shita grumbled so happily. He immediately stepped towards the box in the corner of Mark's room, because the contents of the box were for his college needs.

"Okay Shita, it's time to refresh your brain that has been locked up in this house." Mumbled.

Shita came out of Mark's room, with a carefree face and lively footsteps down one step at a time. Seen at the dining table were three people who enjoyed their breakfast.

Shita stepped closer to the dinner table, in fact fear enveloped her heart, but hitting a bit of a war drum this morning seemed like it was fun in her opinion. With an innocent face without shame and without feeling guilty, Shita approached the dining table.

"I said go! You can't have breakfast with us!" Jerky Mark.

Shita turned her hand towards Mark. "Request money!" Shita said so innocently.

Mark fused his eyebrows together hearing Shita's words. "What?" Mark asked in disbelief.

"I need money, make breakfast and lunch later," Shita said so innocently.

"You don't know who I am? You're asking me for the change?!" Mark started to get emotional.

"Tau, you're the man who married me, so you're the one who took care of my needs, here! For money!" Shita exclaimed as she moved her palm that was still holding up.

Shima and Randha hold back their laughter, seeing Shita's behavior and Mark's facial reaction.

"My hands are sore, it turns out you're poor, give me money for snacks just can't," whined Shita.

Mark breathed so rough.

"You said I can't eat with you guys, but give me money for snacks, you can't afford, fate! Huh, yes already, I'll just take this," Shita exclaimed. He took a napkin that was still folded, then he opened it and put some bread and spilled jam with the origin, then rolled it up with a napkin to make it easy to carry it.

Mark, Shima, and Randha go on seeing Shita's behavior.

"Excuse me for leaving first," Shita exclaimed so innocently.

"Hey! You don't embarrass me!" Shouted Mark.

"You're the one who humiliated yourself young master! Time can't afford to give the wife money and breakfast!" Replied Shita who continued walking regardless of him.

"Didd-he!" Mark was furious to see Shita's papa.

"Mama, I'm leaving" Shima exclaimed as she kissed Randha on the cheek, she could no longer hold back her laughter. After turning her back to Mark, Shima let go of her laughter, but she still held it back so as not to make a sound.

While Randha could only hold his breath, so that his laughter did not escape, all this time no one dared to make Mark's face regret as recently. Just asking for his wife's money, Mark was so upset.

"What kind of woman do I marry, how dare he ask for money like that." Mark grumbled while biting his bread so rough.

"Do you give her a debit card?"

Randha's question made Mark growl, his mouth gaping, as soon as the bread he chewed came out of his mouth. "Damn! Why am I careless! I should have given him a debit card from the beginning, so he wouldn't stick up to me, what the fuck am I!" Mark cursed himself for his carelessness.

"It's not wrong that he asked for money, it's your fault that you didn't give him first" Randha exclaimed as she wiped her mouth with a tissue. He immediately left the dining table.

Mark threw the bread he was holding onto his plate so violently. "Damn! I embarrassed myself." Grouse Mark.

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While outside the house Shita's face looked very cheerful, doing stupidity just now made her very happy, but the smile suddenly disappeared, when she saw a man standing next to the car door that was already open.

"Good morning young lady" he said.

"Good morning to Gimar too!" Shita exclaimed with a smile.

"What's that?" Gimar pointed at the one Shita was holding.

"Oh this, this is my breakfast, it turns out that your young master is poor, my breakfast time alone in the napkin wrap, can't he afford the lunchbox?" Shita cried as she passed, she got into the car, sat there sweetly, opened the napkin, and began to enjoy the bread.

Gimar was still confused by Shita's expression, but he immediately closed the car door. He got into the car, started the engine and slowly left Mark's courtyard and exited the towering gate.

"God! I forgot to bring a drink, Gimar please stop by the minimarket and buy me a drink!" Shita Seru.

"What?" Excited Gimar while stepping on the brakes of his car.

"God, play the brakes suddenly, fortunately my breakfast did not fall." whine Shita.

"Why are you having breakfast in the car? And why also-" Gimar was astonished by his young lady.

"Your young man gave me no money and did not allow me to eat breakfast at his house. I picked up breakfast bread on the way, what's my fault? I forgot to bring some water, so you buy me some water, or I'll die in this car, if I die here with you, I'm sure your career will be ruined!" Shita Seru.

"Way talk!" Gimar snorted in annoyance. Just this time he felt being toyed with by his master. He resumes his goal, when he finds a minimarket, he buys mineral water for Shita.