My Beloved's Wrestling Woman

My Beloved's Wrestling Woman
Tell a Story on Jery



Geri almost laughed at the words of Mr. Devon who could have thought that Yuki was a brandal with a very unsupportive appearance.


Yes, it's only natural that Mr. Devon thinks Yuki is like a brandal, because his clothes are wet with sweat, the folded sleeves look like a bad boy, also the black hat he wears upside down like a market thug, let alone his pants and the way he releases newspapers is very similar to a bad guy who is often called brandal.


But thankfully Geri was still willing to tell Mr. Devon that Yuki was not brandal really as Mr. Devon himself thought at the time.


"Sir he seemed to be the paperboy, just look at the front and back of his bike, it was a box that was often brought by the introduction of the newspaper and they did throw the newspaper to the houses of the citizens or share it with people to spread the news in the newspaper." Reply Geri explained.


Mr. Devon further furrowed his eyebrows, still not quite understanding what Geri had told him.


"Isn't a newspaper deliveryman usually a man?" Asked Mr. Devon to express his astonishment from earlier.


"Let's know, sir, but I think this Miss Yuki looks more like a man because she's so strong she carries a lot of newspapers and can ride her bike while releasing the newspaper to the side like that." Geri's reply made Mr. Devon feel a little upset.


He immediately went back to raise his car glass and told Geri to speed up the car again like before. Mr. Devon felt that what his personal assistant said was true, that the girl he was looking at at at the time did look quite tough and looked more like a man, even then Mr. Devon also saw Yuki who could stop the bike using only his own legs that he crossed on the front tire of his bike.


"He is a man." Master Devon's inner self while again justifying his head and no longer want to see the behavior of Yuki who can only remind him of the most annoying moments when he was held when he was about to change clothes and when Yuki who ruined his car by laughing so contentedly.


While Yuki himself continues to do his work and does not know if he previously cycled right next to Mr. Devon's car.


Until he returned to the boss and began to get a daily salary, on his first day working there he had earned a hundred thousand rupiahs, because in one large basket on the bike it was given a value of fifty thousand rupiah, while Yuki can spend two large containers so he got a hundred thousand dollars.


"Gee.wah... You never change, still just as excited as you used to be, even on your first day of work you already have the same salary as my regular employees, you're great Yuki." Said the boss while giving the salary to him. "Ehehe.bos this could have been, but thank you so much boss, has given me a nice job like this." Yuki replies to him until the boss nods his head in return to him.


After getting the money from there Yuki glanced at the watch in his hand that had shown puk*l 12 noon, his stomach had also started to rumble and made a quite loud sound at that time.


"Creock.creock...." Yuki's stomach voice was quite tight and she held it slowly.


"Aahhhhhhhhhh... This stomach already needs food intake, it's a shame, why have to speak so loud anyway, fortunately there's no one here." Yuki grumbled as he stared in all directions to check his surroundings.


He came into the mini market and it just so happened that the person who became the cashier was his own close friend who was none other than Jery.


"RCK ..... Why did you just show up in front of me again, can you get back to work here again?" Jery asked him how he was doing.


"Huuhh...if I could work again I would have worn the uniform, not clothes like this, already I want to buy this noodle with coupons, I spend all my shopping coupons now." Yuki said while handing over his last coupon, until he got two bowls of pop noodles and one other snack.


Getting that alone can make Yuki feel happy, he brews it there and goes to the table on the edge of the mini market room, which is just a little bit more, a place for people to sit and rest while enjoying food there.


While waiting for the noodles to mature, Yuki continues to be invited to chat by Jery who seems so curious about Yuki.


"Hey... Don't you want to tell me what you got after meeting that fat manager?" Jery asked as she sat before Yuki with her extremely curious face.


Yuki could only let out a lethargic breath because he was actually very lazy to discuss the bad memories he had passed through due to hearing the ideas and input from the fat manager that made him embarrass himself and must look uglier than a street clown.


"Hey.. Let's talk, why are you breathing like that? Come quickly answer me, don't make me die of curiosity because of you." Said Jery who kept urging him, so Yuki started telling him.


Yuki explains everything she did from finding Yopi's manager to having to meet Devon in person, including everything she did to be able to pay her enormous debt.


But instead of feeling pity or pity for Yuki's fate, Jery actually laughed very widely while holding his stomach endlessly, because she feels funny with all the stories where Yuki has to dress up like a woman and is forced to buy a high heels at a very expensive price for people with lower class like the two of them.


"Ahahaha..are you really wearing those high heels? What is still in your house, I was very curious how you looked at that time, until the great master could be afraid when he saw your face, even the fat manager could insult you like that, ahahaha you must have been so funny back then, what a pity I wasn't there." Said Jery who continued to make fun of Yuki with satisfaction.


Yuki could only stare intently at her extremely self-informed best friend, and he just straight out Jery's ear firmly to stop his laughter that was so satisfied with the bad luck that befell him.


"You're so good, yeah, laugh so contentedly at me, let's laugh, laugh again out loud huh?" Yuki yelled while continuing to push her ears so tight that Jery continued to grimace in pain and ask for forgiveness to her many times.