Forced to Marry Assistant

136 Funerals

“Let me hold you like this for a moment,”

Hearing the words of Juano Maria let Juano hold her, until the pounding of her heart felt as much as Mary's back. Then Maria took off Juano's embrace and immediately stepped into the bathroom in a hurry.

“Maria,”

Juano called and Maria stopped her steps before entering the bathroom.

“In the right corner of the bathroom entrance there is a button to lower the curtain, you do not need to worry,” said Juano but ignored by Maria who rushed into the bathroom.

Maria, who was already in the bathroom, immediately looked for the button that Juano meant. And sure enough, Maria found the button and pressed it, and it only took a few seconds the curtain had covered the entire glass wall of the bathroom.

Maria who realized earlier felt the pounding of her chest pounding out of rhythm, directly holding her own chest while adjusting her breath. Then a smile was engraved from both corners of his lips.

“Yes God, what is this? It is impossible to love God,” said Maria, then walked to a bathtub filled with flowers. “Why where there are flowers, this is home or funeral,"

Juano sat her body on the edge of the bed. And smiles continued to be etched from both corners of her lips, when Mary did not at all reject what she was doing. What's more when he was hugging Mary from behind and found Mary's heart beating in rhythm.

“And it's time I'll make you love me too Maria.”

Smiles continued to be etched from both corners of Juano's lips. “And for you Junior, be patient soon you will enter the nest. Said Juano then lay down his body and stomach to calm his Junior who had already stiffened.

For almost an hour Mary was in the bathroom, and Mary opened the door slowly. When he felt embarrassed, because he only used a pink bathrobe that wrapped his body. Though he used to wear a bathrobe and one room with Juano but did not feel the shame as now.

Mary breathed her lust for relief when she saw that Juano was already sound asleep on the bed. Then he walked back and forth, when he realized he was not at all carrying clothes.

“Mama has prepared clothes for you in the dressing room there,”

“Yes Ano, you surprised me,”

Maria was surprised while holding her chest, when suddenly Juano had moved from her sleep. And Mary opened her mouth, as she stared at the room that Juano pointed to as well as the glass wall.

“You change clothes only, I will not peek, why should I peek when I can see directly,”

“Ano!”

Maria, who had entered the dressing room, circulated her views not out of amazement at the contents of the room filled with luxury items from various types of brands. But he was looking for a button that might exist like in the bathroom to lower the curtain in the room.

And sure enough after a few minutes of searching, Maria finally found a button to lower the curtain.

Maria's eyes continued to look at every corner of the room which contained a collection of branded shoes that had been neatly arranged, and also clothes hanging in a glass cabinet that was very long in size, the size of which was very long, which she believed must have belonged to Juano, then Maria took her foot to walk down every inch of the room to a closet to look for her clothes.

“The rich want to buy anything free, I want to buy a branded bag just one must save a sad year, sad,” said Maria while opening one closet whose size is also not less large with a closed door unlike others who have transparent doors.

Maria opened her mouth when she opened the closet, of course, it contained branded clothes. But that was not what surprised Maria. Because the contents of the closet are dominated by a crowery that is so***, and the dress in it is also very minimal, which at all Maria never wore.

“Yeah haraam clothes,” Maria said while taking some linggeri from the closet.

“Which maroon color is really sexy, and it suits you,”

“Ano,” said Maria and immediately put the clothes in her hands into the closet, when Juano suddenly was in the dressing room with bare chest and a towel wrapped around her waist. “Why are you here?”

Instead of answering Mary's question, Juano walked closer to Mary.

“What do you do Ano!”

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