My husband's a Mommy's son

S2 - Side Story

America, New York

"You!" Lisa clenched her own teeth as soon as she saw Farhan coming to open the apartment door.

The girl walked over in shaky steps, approaching the man who was taking off his shoes in front of the door.

The smell of alcohol was very concentrated as soon as Lisa approached the man named Farhan.

How dare this damn maid get drunk in my apartment, Farhan thought at the time.

Farhan took the time to circulate his gaze, looking at the entire living room that was tacky panda. Farhan's getting on the apoplexy he's making. His head suddenly throbbed crazily when he saw the chaos in his own home.

The man refocused his gaze on Lisa who was already standing in front of him at a distance of fifty centi. The girl's head almost hit Farhan's field chest.

Bravely, Lisa gripped onto both of Farhan's lapels. Highlight his eyes pierced sharply, as if he wanted to eat Farhan round and round.

"You fucking misophobia guy! Can't you stop fooling me, huh?" Lisa paused for a moment, adjusting her gasping breath.

"Three years I've been your maid, but what do I get, huh? Don't be nice to me, just appreciate me no!" The girl's getting on the black.

Farhan just silently watched the behavior of Lisa who seemed adorable and annoying.

I'll forgive you in the morning. Consider this a gift for you for taking your three years to take care of me, he murmured inwardly.

"Hey, Yeah! Farhan," cried Lisa right in Farhan's face. The man slightly stepped back, avoiding the thick smell of alcohol piercing the bristles of his nose.

"Just because I forgot to buy srawberry jam, you scolded me all out. Taught me this that, moreover, you said I wasn't a workaholic. Goddamnit! What good is it I'm three years beside you." Lisa set her breath back. His index finger pointed at Farhan's forehead. "Basic bujang weathered!"

Farhan immediately clenched his two hands in emotion. It felt like strangling the drunk girl's neck right now.

Farhan tried to stay still, digesting all Lisa's words. That's exactly what Lisa said. The girl was indeed not worthy of a maid in general. Lisa's job is much heavier than a maid's. But Farhan felt that what the girl would get would be worth the sacrifice. Unbeknownst to Lisa, Farhan has gone to great lengths to help the outcast girl reclaim the inheritance her uncle and aunt captured. It's the company Lisa's late father built.

"What do you want?" a short and logical question came out of Farhan's mouth. He didn't want to be too attached to a drunk girl. It was useless and of no benefit at all to Farhan's life.

"Geez." Cynical niggling. "If I wanted to get out of this prison, would you be able to grant it? O precious lord Farhan!"

"Don't dream!" Farhan took off Lisa's grip on her collar, then walked towards her own room.

"Yes, Farhan! Stop step. I'm not done talking."

The girl who was as regular as the drunk percent immediately followed Farhan with great difficulty. His head was heavy to walk.

Lisa enters Farhan's room without any permission. Make the room owner confused about what to do. Although never experiencing feelings of love, Farhan is still a normal man who might be able to forgive.

"How dare you go into my room!" farhan snapped furiously, the man looked back, looked at the dimly lit Lisa and leaned his body against the door.

"Why? Are you afraid I'll touch your precious body." Cheated afterwards. "I know you're an impotent man! otherwise, how could you not be married at this age.

Farhan sat his body beside the bed taking off his suit and forcibly pulling his tie.

"Just tell me what you want to say, and then leave my room immediately" Farhan said in an arrogant style.

Then he turned on the recording on his phone. Make evidence to punish Lisa tomorrow morning.

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