Love Story: Gabrielle and Eleanor

Love Story: Gabrielle and Eleanor
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"What is the sex of this animal, Res?" gabrielle asked as she stared flatly at Cuwee who was sitting leisurely on the grass.


Once Gabrielle got home, she was immediately greeted by an animal she had crowned as a rival in fighting for the attention of her wife. He who had been feeling tired after a day of work became increasingly tired when he heard the animal's neigh. Had not thought about his wife's feelings, Gabrielle would have made this immoral animal move to another realm. He really hated her.


"Male, Young Master. And that's in line with what you ordered" Ares replied calmly. He was already very prepared to hear the rampage of this jealous bull.


"So I was wrong?"


"No, Young Master. You're never wrong."


"Ci-hh."


Gabrielle's gaze turned extremely violent as Cuwee moved his lips upwards as if he was mocking her. Her breathing was so bad Gabrielle in this animal.


Meanwhile, in the house, Elea who knew that her husband had come home immediately out of the room. He didn't seem to have any trouble at all even though his feet were still wrapped in bandages.


"Mrs, slow down. Don't be too soon, the wound in the Madam's leg will get worse," said one of the servants with a panicked face.


"Oh my goodness, Brother, seeing me walk like this you've panicked so much. Then what would happen to you if my leg suddenly lost one?" ledek Elea's. Sometimes the servants in this house treated him in a very exaggerated manner. It felt like Elea refused, but she could not do it because it was a direct order from her. Hehehe, the husband means.


The servants could only sigh deeply when they heard their little mistress's words. It's better to be quiet before this horrible woman expels can be poisonous. That was what the servants thought when the mistress kept walking at a rapid pace regardless of the wound on her tiny legs.


"Good night, Lady Elea," Nun said as she lowered her head.


"Good night too, Mr. Nun," Elea said. "Where is Sister Iel? Didn't he come home from the office?"


"Young Master is still on the front page, Madam. He's talking to Cuwee."


"They're chatting?"


Nun nodded.


"Are you sure they're talking?" elea asked as she rubbed her lower chin. "I think you're looking at it wrong, Mr. Nun. Iel and Cuwee's brother is a mortal enemy. I became suspicious that they weren't actually chatting, but were negotiating to determine where they were going to fight."


Nun and the servants just kept quiet without any intention of replying to their mistress who began to stray. With Nun saying that the master was chatting with a horse it sounded so strange. Now even added again with the words to negotiate to determine the location of the fire. For a long time the inhabitants of this house were as crazy as the mistress who was now peeking through the window.


"Hehehe, it's funny to see a human being jealous of an animal. I became anxious to see Sister Iel go up to Cuwee's back," said Elea excitedly.


"Ekhhm sorry Madam, you should not ask Young Master to do so. He is an acute OCD sufferer, coming into contact with a foreign thing can make the Young Master's mood very bad!" nun interrupted. He could not let his master feel uncomfortable.


Elea looked back. He looked at Nun suspiciously.


"Actually the wife of Kak Iel is me or you, Mr Nun? Why is your concern for Sister Iel so much bigger than me? I suspect that you are actually his secret wife, Sister Iel. Right no?" accuse Elea of being spontaneous.


"Madam, hope you don't misunderstand my attitude towards Young Master. Among us there is no such relationship, purely just the relationship between superiors and subordinates. Like that!" nun quickly gave an explanation.


"I know. I was just joking with you, Mr. Nun. Hehe."


The servants seemed to bite their lower lip as it held back a laugh seeing Nun being pranked by their little mistress. Elea who saw this was very satisfied. She was happy whenever she could prank Mr. Nun, the walking refrigerator who always sided with her husband.


Tired of just peeking at her husband from inside the house, Elea decides to come over. He walked tiptoe while sticking an index finger to his lips as Ares glanced at him. Elea is about to surprise her husband, who is busy arguing with Cuwee.


"Dooorrrrr!"


Gabrielle's heart almost jumped out of her mouth when suddenly someone slapped her back from behind. He immediately turned around by displaying a face that was so cruel.


"You ... dare-bera .. ninya!"


Gabrielle's words paused as she looked at the beautiful woman who was smiling at her while twitching her eyes. In an instant Gabrielle's spirit seemed to move to another realm, she was fascinated to see the sweet smile on the lips of this woman.


"Huh?"


Cup


"Did Sister Iel miss me?"


Ares and the guards instantly turned their bodies as their mistress made an attack without giving any cues. It was fortunate that their Young Master's consciousness was lost in another realm, so they didn't need to accept the murderous gaze of the blind jealous man.


"Darling, did you just kiss my lips?" gabrielle asked between conscious and unconscious.


"Not me, but Cuwee. Hehehe," replied Elea idly.


"WHAT!!!!"


Gabrielle's eyes immediately widened as Elea told her that the one who kissed her was the fucking Cuwee-Cuwee. Gabrielle's hair bristled as she turned towards Cuwee, who again raised her lips upwards.


"Kill the damned beast, Res!" gabrielle shouted in frustration.


"Iihhh, no!" prevent Elea while stretching out her arms to protect Cuwee. "My soul half is already attached to Cuwee's body, Sister Iel. I could die if I parted with him."


"But he just kissed me, Elea."


"It wasn't Cuwee, but it was me who did. Therefore, Kak, if being spoken to it is his mind that is focused. Don't go to a place far away. Is it a pleasure that I did that to the point that Sister Iel seemed to lose consciousness?" elea asked while smiling. Her hands were already so itching to send this symbol of love to her husband.


Gabrielle snorted softly knowing that she had just been worked by her wife. Lazily continuing to see Cuwee's irritating face, Gabrielle resentfully walked inside the house. She feels very arrogant because Elea prefers to stay with Cuwee rather than follow in to persuade him.


"Sister Iel!" elea shouted very loudly.


"Otherwise?" said Gabrielle while stopping her steps right at the door.


"I count to three if you don't turn around, tonight I'll stay at Cuwee's house. One ... three!"


Gabrielle shook herself when Elea suddenly immediately counted to number three. Not wanting to break up, Gabrielle quickly turned her back. Her body then rushes to the floor as Elea so sweetly makes love symbols using her thumb and index finger then thrown at her.


"Wo ai ni, baobei (i love you, baby)!" elea shouted while kissing the symbol of love which she then threw again towards her husband.


"Ahhh, my heart!" gabrielle said as she held onto her chest that was pounding very strongly.


"Young Master, are you okay?" ask Nun worriedly. He did not care about the behavior of the mistress who was laughing at the pleasure of what she was doing.


"Please catch the bad girl and bring her into my room, Nun. Be careful, make sure that none of your hands touch her skin. I almost died because of a love attack from a naughty woman who was yelling there!" said Gabrielle with blushing cheeks.


After giving the order to Nun Gabrielle hurriedly walked into her room. He should have been clean and fragrant before he taught his ignorant wife a lesson.


"Hmmm, Ladies. Only you can make the Young Master weaken like jelly" Nun muttered before finally asking the servants to arrest the madam.


While Ares and the guards, they seemed to breathe a sigh of relief because they did not participate in the drama of the conversation that always happened almost every day. For those who are married, they are not too tormented because they have a place to share love. But for those who are not married, they can only bite their fingers to see the romance of the two owners of this magnificent house. It's really a miracle, isn't it? Fate πŸ˜…


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