MARRIED AN ELDERLY NURSE

WHAT DIFFERENCE

It was still early in the morning, but the King was already looking handsome in a white suit, sitting in front of the dining table while enjoying a loaf of bread and a glass of low fat milk.

Sitting right next to her is Naysila, who is also enjoying the exact same breakfast menu.

Indeed, Naysila is not used to drinking milk especially in the morning. But as the wife of King Adiguna, inevitably she had to get used to, like whatever the man liked even though he clearly did not like it.

Naysila could do nothing but submit to the fate that imprisoned her, hoping that a year would quickly pass, so that she could be freed from the prison that shackled her life.

"Mother's inviting me to dinner tonight." The king opened his voice, wiping his mouth with a tissue.

Apparently the man was done with his breakfast activities, while Naysila was busy daydreaming about his fate.

"Does that mean Lady Dian also invited me ...?" naysila asked as she lifted her face.

"You were not invited."

Naysila's face met with red received the King's innocent speech that was thrown away.

'Good ... At least I don't need to face off and receive ill-treatment from that witch ...'

The other side of Naysila's mind actually felt relieved, knowing if he did not need to be involved with the dinner that certainly had no benefit at all for him.

It is not surprising for Naysila to find Dian Melinda's attitude so far that sucks and very much dislikes it.

The middle-aged woman who was very fond of preening had even disliked the presence of Naysila since the beginning of Naysila became a nurse for Rafly Adiguna, who was a nurse, and became increasingly disliked Naysila as soon as he heard with his own ears what the will of Raffly Adiguna that requires his son only wayangnya to marry Naysila.

"Basin a cunning female snake. You deliberately came to this house under the guise of an Elderly Nurse, it turns out you have brought a great mission to get my son the King ..."

That was the sentence Naysila received when Dian Melinda pretended to hug her body in front of Rafly Adiguna, after an impromptu marriage contract procession between himself and the King in a hospital vvip room two months ago.

Not only whispered sharply, Dian Melinda even desperately pinched the hard waist of Naysila silently, who could only grimace in pain but was powerless to make a sound let alone complain.

"May ..."

"I understand, Sir. So it's the same that I don't have to go to dinner ..."

"Sok knows. Who told you not to go ...?"

Naysila was stunned as the King suddenly cut off her unfinished speech. "But you said ..."

"If I go, you must go, too."

"But sir, Mrs Dian is not ..."

"My mom doesn't want you to come, and my mom doesn't like you. But all that doesn't mean I have to listen to him for this. Anyway ... Why do you always forget one important thing in your brain, that in your life .. It's not my mother's or anyone's words that you have to listen to, but me."

'This man ... What do you mean, try ...?'

Bathin Naysila was upset, facing the King's random attitude.

"I'll have Assistant Jo prepare whatever you need for tonight's show."

"Whatever do I need ...?" naysila was confused.

"Yes, whatever you need. Like the right dress for you to wear .. and also the one who is able to put on that ugly face of yours!"

Glug.

'Again ...'

'Master King, why do you always look for opportunities to humiliate me ...?'

'Is it as pleasant as it is to insult, bully, and embarrass me, so that you always do it constantly tirelessly ...?'

'It seems that since I have always been silent and accepted every heinous insult from you, it has made you even more excited!'

'In addition, if I am that bad in your eyes, then why do you always want me to be in front of your eyes, sleeping on your bed, even touching your body, O arrogant Lord King ...?'

It felt like Naysila wanted to curse and even beat up the man who was smiling mockingly in front of her, but was held back.

"You're done with your breakfast too, aren't you? Then quickly take me forward."

Hearing this, Naysila got up from her seat.

"Let me take you, Mr. .." said Naysila, bowing in disdain, then obediently Naysila also lined the steps of the King towards the living room, passing the rows of maids who stood aloud with their heads bowed, especially when he and the King pass them by.

'In case I wonder how different I am from all the servants who are standing neatly lined up with their heads bowed in this ...'

In silence and with a step that remained swayed Naysila back to bathin, busy comparing his position with the ranks of the maids in this house.

Yeah ... Because it seemed like their difference was only because Naysila was not wearing any butler clothes alone.

The rest ... there is not one bit different ...!

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