The Successor's Wife of the President

The Successor's Wife of the President
do laundry



Denna pecked at the door of the apartment. While the man was pressing one by one numbers from his key password.


"Really, are you really going to tell me to wash clothes?" tanyanya doubt.


"Yes, you think I'm kidding, Miss?" Cklaaak. Secretary Tomi's hand is outstretched. "Please come in."


Denna did not move her legs. The gaze full of questioning also continued to be directed at Secretary Tomi while crossing both hands in front of the chest.


"What do you think?"


"Who guarantees that when I get out of here I'll still be okay? I don't want to! this is how I still have my pride."


Tomi sighed. "What is your mind like?"


"If in the story of the novel, of course the tragedy of one night stand will happen. When men and women are in one room. Even without love." Face-to-face.


Oh my god, this girl really is. His mouth is too plain. He could casually say that in front of an adult male? (Tomie)


"You think I'm lusting to see you like this?" Referring to the appearance of Denna who only uses black training pants and a red jacket belonging to a famous football club.


"What's wrong with my appearance?"


"I'm not sure you're a real woman."


"Hey..keep your mouth, yeah!"


Pulling half his lips. "You just need to go in, and wash the clothes you already dirty and then go home. That's it. Why think so far away."


Denna felt overwhelmed and ashamed of herself. Yes, this guy in front of me must have a high taste. What are you thinking about Denna?


"Hurry in!"


"Why don't you take the clothes out and take them to the laundry, anyway!"


"Miss Denna, you're dirtying her with your own hands, aren't you? So wash it with your hands too." Pushing Denna's body in. The girl just resigned especially when she heard the door was closed again and locked automatically.


"Don't worry, you've seen the password numbers. So you can leave here anytime if I do something weird." The man passed Denna and went inside leaving the girl who was now in confusion.


"I'm not that smart at memorizing things. Even my phone number alone took me two years until I could memorize it out of my head." Grumbled. Denna was now circulating her gaze around all the corners.


How am I in a man's apartment? Should I call Arumi? Denna reached into her pocket to pick up the phone. Trying to contact Arumi.


Drrrrr... Drrrrr... His voice was connected but not raised. Once again he contacted Arum, then the third time, the fourth and even many times.


"Bwiiissshhhh...! You're leaving your phone where the hell it is, Arum."


"Miss Arumi is too busy to take phone calls." Tomi who had appeared in a white suit and shirt immediately reached out to the girl.


"You really, yeah. You vengeful man!" Grunt.


"If you keep talking then the work will not be completed quickly! Did you deliberately linger here because you already feel at home?"


The...! With a cynical look, Denna immediately snatched the outstretched clothes from the hands of Tomi's secretary.


"Where should I wash it...?!" He asked, Tomi immediately pointed at one of the doors.


"That's the bathroom outside. Just wash it there by hand. Take the bucket well too. Don't get messy. Liquid soap is in the closet hanging in the next room please take it as necessary."


"Yeeeeaaap!" While pursing his lips, he stomped his one leg irritated. Walk closer to the bathroom door that was pointed out earlier.


Inside, both of the girls hands were holding a dirty white shirt. Raised up to his face.


"The dirt is thick too, yes. Long to the shoulder." Twirling. "Wait, the chest is dirty too? The feeling I'm getting in the mud is the nape area."


Denna sniffed it slowly. Smells the scent on the clothes.


"Eh, this is laundry perfume." Sniffing again. "Iiissshhh, swear. The secretary really sucks. I'm sure these clothes are actually clean, and he's just pranking me. Why could the man do this to his Master's wife's best friend. I should have complained from the beginning to Arumi." Throwing the clothes into a bucket of green, back he ruffled his waist look ogah-ogahan banging on the laundry underneath. He was even more silent in the bathroom than at work.


"Look, even though this house looks luxurious. But I want to get out quickly." Lazily he dragged his steps to take a bottle of liquid soap then came back and poured as much as possible even almost half a bottle more, yes so that stubborn stains can be easily removed, he thought.


"Should I just throw it all away? Let me make a lot of bubble foam in this bathroom. Haha..." Pour the rest. "Okay...!"


"Duh, the faucet is much more sophisticated than the one in my house. How to use it?" Look over here and there. "I'm worried about the wrong press. Should I ask that dry kanebo?"


Denna came out for a moment looking for Secretary Tomi. But the man did not find his nose.


"Currently, did he just leave while I was told to wash his clothes? You are not polite!" Back to the bathroom. Denna was silent for quite a while trying to pull up her tap handle. Without seeing the device at the bottom.


Zraaaaaassshhhh....


"Yahoooooo....!!!!" The spray of water flowed fast enough to hit his body from the shower above. Denna was surprised and did not expect the water to spray so strongly that she decided to get out of there.


"Oh my goodness, my clothes, my hair, everything's wet."


"What's that?" Tomi who had come out for a while was shocked when she heard Denna's scream. And find the answer. Kontan widened his eyes when he saw the water that spurted quite strongly.


The man hurriedly turned off the water tap which automatically made his clothes get wet as well.


"You want to make this bathroom flood or what?!" Piqued.


"Sorry, I can't control the speed of the water, sir." Denna answered lightly while grinning with her limp hair because it was wet.


"This?" There was also foam that began to mount in the bucket. "Miss Denna? Did you spend one bottle on these two outfits?"


"I think the stain will quickly disappear when I pour everything. I'm clever, aren't I?


"Oh my God!" Tomi ruffled her waist at this moment stared limply at all the chaos that had occurred within a few minutes.


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About an hour later Denna came out in a gray Hoodie suit owned by Secretary Tomi.


Taaaack...


Two cups of warm tea on the table. While the girl immediately threw away face with both hands dazzling in front of the chest. Stand a little far from the dining table that blends with the kitchen.


"Drink.At least you should drink warm."


"I just want to go home." she replied with a gaze that kept avoiding Tomi's secretary.


You think I'm comfortable sitting in front of you and enjoying this tea. While I'm wearing your own clothes?


"Then what's the shirt? Everything's still intact inside."


"Just talk about clothes?"


"Yes, that's what I called you here for. Wash the clothes you already wear."


"I, or you yourself..." The Secretary Tomi. "Don't think I don't know, yeah! The clothes are dirty it's not natural to know!"


Tomi did not listen, casually enjoying the tea he made himself.


"Hey...! Are you ignoring me?"


"It's time, I have to get back to work." Tomi put the tea cup down, and she also wrote down a few digits on a small piece of paper. And just put it on the table. "Come out when you're done with the job. Oh, I'm also the meticulous type. So if there's something invisible I know who to look for."


"Aโ€“what? Do you think I'll steal?!" His sergeant was annoyed while the teriaki did not care and just left.


Bla...! The sound of the door closing. The man actually left her alone in this apartment.


"Hiks, I think my job is done and he'll be kind enough to get me out. Apparently not." Grunt. Denna moved her foot back limply to the bathroom to continue her task of cleaning the stains on the clothes.


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## I'm sorry, readers. Lately I've been talking about chapters a lot. Maybe because2 many words that are not really dirty but yes may contain elements of brand barracks and so forth that cause my chapter stuck in the review. Thank you to those of you who are faithful to this story from beginning to end. ๐Ÿค—๐Ÿ˜˜