My Surgaku Key Betting Wife

My Surgaku Key Betting Wife
Wife is Like a Servant.



...The most painful wound was in staying after being chased, in vain after he fought....


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In the morning, at exactly 07, the servants who were in charge of cleaning the room and preparing the needs of Faris, had gathered in front of the super luxurious room, which was, in addition, three maids who served as cooks in the palace-like mansion, lined up in rows with their directions facing their hosts.


Faris stood up so firmly, his sharp gazes glaring one by one from the seven maids who were bowing their heads, no one dared to stare at the handsome face yet looked so cruel, no one dared to look at it, they were so afraid and worried about calling them all of a sudden, the four women kept thinking about what they had done wrong.


Not only them, the woman whose beauty was covered with black cloth was also told to stand, not next to Faris, but on the line to the four servants.


"I gathered you all together to tell you, if you are!" Faris hung her words while pointing at the four maids who were in charge of tidying up her room.


"From today, you don't have to go back inside my room, and so do the three of you!" now his hand was pointing to the three maids who had been so stubborn, afraid that Faris would also dismiss them.


"You also don't have to cook anymore, because your work will be taken over by, he!" faris said, her hands spontaneously pointed at Nabil, with a cynical look.


Nabil and the maids looked directly at Faris, thinking that Faris would fire them, but no one dared to ask him why Faris had fired them all.


"I'm not firing you all, you can do other tasks, just that none of you can help him, be it preparing my needs, or cooking! You gotit?" asked Faris with a snapping tone.


All the maids were again surprised by Faris' words, why did he have to say that, why did their master seem to make his wife as a servant. Thought they were all.


While Nabil was no less surprised than the seven servants, Faris had likened himself to the servant, and now even the whole servant job was given to him.


Not her unwillingness, as a wife indeed that was what she wanted, but why Faris had to tell her to rule like a servant.


"Isn't that what you want, my wife?" asked Faris again in a mocking tone.


"Then you can disperse! And you!" said Faris staring fiercely at the wife.


"Do your job now!" continue it again.


"Good, Mas!" nabil answered so resignedly, although Faris's manner was very disrespectful, but Nabil was not at all angry with her husband.


The servants began to pity Faris' treatment which they thought was not good for their young lady, but none of the seven servants dared to argue.


They were all separated, Nabil went straight into the room, before doing all his work, this 21-year-old woman first released the khimar and also the niqab she was using, to make it easier to do his job.


Faris who also entered the room back sculpting, once again he was amazed by the natural beauty of the woman before him, seeing Nabil's long hair alone had fascinated him, he was once again fascinated, especially now that Nabil is twisting his hair up to show his neck that level is also so smooth.


However, it has not been able to make himself able to accept the woman who often disturbed his sleep with the chants of the Qur'an verse, Faris still felt annoyed if he remembered that.


"Did he deliberately wantFire to tease me! But honey, I'm not tempted at all, heuh" Faris' inner self by staring cynically at Nabil. Until the wife he didn't think was missing behind the bathroom door.


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~Connected.