Married With Mr. Mafia

Whatever

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"He went to London for school. Gisha's a good sister huh." Said the mother friendly.

Gisha and William have arrived at Gisha's parents' house, when they came with the intention of meeting Rendi. But Rendi himself has left, making Gisha want to immediately leave here, because the goal here is no longer there.

"Ah but, how about we have lunch together, sir. Ka--" housemaid"

"I want to go home." Gisha clasped William's arm. He did not want to be among these hypocrites any longer. Where his favorite Rendi is not here.

"Well, we say we'll step down first, father, mother-in-law." William smiled kindly, like a harmless person, like a fool and an outcast child in general.

"Why so fast, you can stay here longer. Stay can too." What a shitty stale base from the mother.

"can't. We want to see Grandpa again." Reject Will, both of them walk out ushered by both parents who said they were adults, but in fact only like to force.

Gisha remained silent all the way in the car, without her noticing that she was clutching Will's arm. Want to cheer how? His only brother who was always on his side left without any notice, left without permission, left without greetings. Like a bloodless wound, Gisha ended up disappointed.

Drtts

The phone in Will's suit pocket shook, the man immediately saw it. Shut up for a while, before finally picking up the phone.

Gisha doesn't care, whoever called it, it doesn't have any effect on her bad mood right now.

"Yes, I understand." Will hang up the phone again.

"Adamson, turn around, we're going to the warehouse now." His orders were with the driver up ahead.

"Good sir." Adamson nodded in understanding, one command has come down, and it must be carried out.

Gisha instantly regained her senses, she glanced at William. "Don't have to go to Grandpa's? If it's canceled again, we'll have to rage."

"Udah canceled today's meeting."

"That's not a lie? We will be fooled again."

"That's Grandpa himself calling, don't worry, he's just busy. When he's free, he'll meet us."

Gisha nodded in understanding, if the information from the concerned itself, there can be no lies right?

"Keep the warehouse that means what? Why are we going there?" Ask Gisha again, a little curious, she forgot maybe William would not answer her.

"Find a Household Assistant. I don't want you to cape, later if you're pregnant let's not be confused looking for an assistant again."

"But I'm not pregnant yet, and I don't want to have a housekeeper. I can cook, I can clean the house itself, it's not big, I don't want to have a housekeeper." Gisha protest again. Of course he refused, he already felt the calmness and enjoyment of being alone in the house. It would be very disturbing if there were other people in it too, Gisha felt uncomfortable.

"You have to be willing and we have to have a housekeeper. Gisha, can't refuse this time." Assertive William, but still with his sweet smile that is a million meanings.

"Why is it so important? That's your affair? Want to get her into the house assistant's lane?" For some reason, Gisha suddenly thought so. Go where the fear was before. Maybe because she really doesn't want a housekeeper.

William glanced at Gisha, this time with a sharp glare without a smile again. Making the whole body of Gisha stiff as stone. Within a second he regretted having said that, to the point of inviting William into cold fashion.

"Sorry." Said the woman again, when she found out, she was in a position of not being able to fight.

"Never say that again, or even think so. You are, the only one and forever. And housekeeping assistants, we still have to have. Come on down, we're here. Choose yourself what kind of assistant you want."

Without Gisha realizing the car had stopped a few seconds ago, stopping in front of a simple house, but large and three-story, not luxurious, not bright, not also flashy.

'What's this? House of strange people? Who wants a housekeeper! I don't want to! I love being in that house! It's what you want! You choose yourself!'

Even so, Gisha still went down with the hand held by William. Ah, William didn't want to let go at all, even embracing her tighter than before.

Gisha herself was silent, she had no interest in saying anything. His job now is to be quiet, calm, and according to him, he is a puppet.

"You can choose anything." Said William again when he got to the door of the house.

Adamson opened it without ringing any bell.

Bukh! Tukh!

As soon as Gisha saw the people who were originally sitting began to panic wiri marched on the right and left stretching the path for William, they lowered their heads in fear and respect. Gisha was aware of that, she understood, sometimes Gisha also felt the same from the pressure that William had.

They were busy playing cards, wiping swords, rubbing pistols and rifles. But all of a sudden it was neat when William stepped in. There are a lot of people here, both men and women.

Gisha's heart was beating so fast, she was scared. How not, in many places lay a variety of weapons from what Gisha used to see in the film, to what Gisha never saw.

Gisha finds out that since spending time with Will, she realizes that her husband is no ordinary person, and William is a terrible person. There was something abnormal about William. But she didn't know, her husband was related to things like this. Gisha knows William has too many secrets.

"I want to find a housekeeper, my wife is too weak for such a job." Will sits on a special chair, he pulls Gisha to sit on his lap.

Gisha wanted to refuse, but she was afraid that the single bullet could be stuck in her body at any time without guessing where it was coming from. So just obey and sit on that guy's lap.

'when the physically weak one is him! Why sell my name! I don't want to have a housekeeper!' gisha's screams are completely unheard by Will.

"I'm just Sir!" Said the short-haired girl who was lined up between them. Gisha recognized her, it was the same girl he met this morning at their house.

"I'm ready too!"

Suddenly everyone raised their hands.

"Must be a girl." Assertive William with eyes as sharp as an eagle that is ready to prey at any time.

All the men who had originally raised their hands, immediately lowered their hands while looking down.

"Darling, choose which one you like." William's voice turned one hundred and eighty degrees. From super cold, to super warm.

"Whatever." Gisha shrugged her shoulders. He doesn't know, he doesn't care, but that's not his wish, why should he choose him?

"Hoo is that up?"

Gisha nodded silently, her face indifferent.

"You're all fired, you're so disrespectful that my wife won't vote for you. Looks like you guys are really disappointing." Will glanced cynically at each of his subordinates.

Gisha gasped for a moment, she rounded her eyes looking at her husband. Any way he knew an answer like that would make a lot of people lose their jobs.

"Sir, we were wrong, forgive us, and please punish us." Everyone shouted, kneeling for a moment.

"Will! Why fired?!" Gisha did not believe her husband would say that.

"And you don't like what they are for."

"Like!! I picked that short haired girl! Don't fire them." Gisha's reflex points to the girl, just because she is the girl Gisha knows.

"Alright, as my wife wishes. You're not all fired." William smiled kindly, a strange smile as usual.

All the subordinates were also relieved, they saw Gisha like an angel who had come down from nowhere, managed to save them from the demon king.