That Beautiful Prisoner is my wife

Pretend oppressed

Busy rummaging through things and returning them to their original places, Kim, Joy and Bianca are startled by a door knocked from the outside. The three virgins spontaneously stopped their activities and looked at each other.

"Who's coming?" bianca asked half a mutter, with her face showing an expression of anxiety.

"Of course." Joy answered slowly. The tomboy girl glanced at the watch on her wrist and widened her eyes. "Jeez, Bi. We've been wasting our time on this unimportant thing!" his growled annoyed as he looked at Bianca full of anger.

"Why look at me like that? Don't you want to check this room out too!" the cry is not to blame.

"Arrrhhg," Joy growled in frustration as she froze five fingers as if to claw at the girl in front of her. But the knock on the door that sounded again, even louder than before drew his attention to turn towards the door. "Dam. Whatever!" erang while looking at Bianca and Kim with a stern look, then ran small to the door to open it.

"How long have you been opening it!" said a man with a putty body while pushing the door that Joy just opened, to inevitably make the girl's body pushed back. "Quickly bring the woman to the boss." he continued in a commanding tone.

"Okay, fine." Joy answered steadily, then turned around and wanted to step towards the sofa that Mayang was occupying. But how surprised he when he saw the appearance of Mayang which was originally neat now looks random and not beautiful anymore.

Mayang long hair that was originally beautifully arranged is now in cepol ala at the rate. While the lips that were already red seemed to be smudged by the dragon fruit that he had just eaten.

"What the fuck are you!" Waving shocked eyes, Joy growled with anger.

"Hehe." Mayang laughed while grinning. "I'm hungry, so I eat, lah," he added with an innocent face. Then cut down and put on a disgusted face before then rubbing his hands dirty by dragon fruit on his dress on the chest. The beautiful dress was stained by the natural color of the fruit.

Deflecting his eyes while acting as if he was surprised, Mayang then grimaced as he raised his gaze to look at Joy who was widening. "Eh, sorry" - who bit her lower lip - "not on purpose" he said with a sorry face.

Bustling, Bianca stepped with her legs deliberately jerked full of annoyance, while her hands clenched firmly as if ready to reward a blow. Somehow a mature, beautiful and elegant woman like Mayang could be childish if not for deliberate.

"Hey, what do you mean, huh!" snapped the girl with the manor dress up while pointing her hand over Mayang's head. Holding the diceol hair then pulled it furiously. "You deliberately made your appearance worse so we could be punished, didn't you!" hardiknya with a nyalang gaze and sharp nosediving eyebrows. His index finger was pointing very close in front of Mayang's face.

"Take him off!" a voice rang out in the aftershocks with a loud punch landing right on Bianca's face. Spontaneous grip of his hand on Mayang's hair was released as the girl's body staggered back and landed right on the single sofa.

Seeming in pain, Bianca's hand moved to rub the corner of her lips that were now stained with a red concentrated liquid. The punch was so tight and powerful, that it left a slowly turning blue tinge of red on the smooth cheek, leaving a sensation of pain radiating around it.

"How dare you hurt Mr. Alex's woman!" hardik the putty man seemed to warn when Bianca directed a gaze full of warning to him because it had rewarded raw bogem.

Bianca turned her gaze towards Mayang and she felt angry not overbearing to find Mayang who was putting up a sad mimic. Even shed tears as if he was being persecuted.

Goddamnit! It's smart that he's got the show going. He intentionally blamed me! Just watch out for you! inner Bianca while looking at Mayang full of threats.

***

A beautiful woman-herbalut dress in gold with a covered-looking model was sitting on a chair in front of a dressing table mobbed with three beautiful virgins around her.

"Don't wiggle!" snapped Bianca while holding back many times Mayang moved his hand, trying to scratch his cheek that Mayang said itchy. And this is the umpteenth time Brian's wife stained her pretty face with red patches of still-wet nail polish.

"You know how else, my cheeks are really itchy, Bianca ..." whined Mayang while trying to pull his hand.

Plaque!

"Bi ,, pain ...!" Mayang screamed spoiled when Bianca patted the back of her hand.

"Be quiet and obedient if you don't want to lose your fingers!" bianca's eyes glared sharply as she flashed a threat.

"You're evil, Bi ...." Mayang frowned with ripples of water in his clear netra.

"Eatya di-”

"Hhmmm!" The thick-bodied man in all black clothes cleared his throat violently as Bianca was about to grab Mayang's hair. Just contact the four women immediately turned to look at the man who had indeed been watching ever since. Avoiding the worst possible Bianca would do even more.

"Damn." Bianca cursed in a slow tone.

"What, Bi? You're saying I'm fucking?" again Mayang put on a melancholy face, trying to create a drama that further cornered Bianca by pretending as if she was oppressed. Hahaha feel Bianca! When else can I prank you like this.

To the many times the sangar-faced man directed a warning look at Bianca.

"What! Why look at me like that? Do you think I'm gonna kill him, so!" while shaking her waist, Bianca grumbled in annoyance. "Causing."

Undeterred, the man simply shook his head and kept a flat facial expression. I don't want to argue with that woman.

"Nails are not yet," Mayang thrust his legs and sing his lips when Bianca moved from her place. The girl who had been a step away from him stopped for a moment, then turned her head and looked at Mayang with a look of disbelief.

"What the fuck are you. Already in hand still want on the feet too! Have I given you the heart still wants my heart too?" a smile full of irony glimpsed on the lips of ranum Bianca. What power, here Mayang is his queen, while he is only considered babu by Alex.

Forced he took back the bottle of nail polish that had been placed, then sat himself on the floor with an annoyed expression. Just this time he felt enslaved by someone.

Seringai full of threats was on his lips when he met Mayang who seemed to put on his beautiful face.

You may be happy as if you are on a cloud now, but later when Mr. Alex gets bored, it is my turn to vent my frustration with your satisfaction. Inner Bianca in the heart.

Seriate