Wife Guarantee

Episode 25's

"Look at Nirmala, you can't look after your husband at all. Vano had never been drunk before, but, after he had made you his wife, he got drunk like this."

Raisa was still talking when Vano was already in this alarming condition.

Already repeatedly his sister was cornered, finally Braksa spoke up. "You can't blame Nirmala, Big Madam. You should be able to educate your child rather do not choose to get drunk when faced with problems."

Nirmala did not listen to the conversation between her brother and her mother-in-law. He and Farhan are busy taking care of the newly laid Vano on the bed.

Raisa glares. "What did you say? How dare a poor family like you want to blame me? Heh, it's still lucky my son would accept a cheap woman like your sister it-"

"Large Lady!" Farhan eventually ran out of patience. "Can you not babble on? If you want to make a fuss, please go out."

Raisa was silent. Not out of fear of Farhan, but Farhan could have reported something bad about him to Vano. Out of annoyance, he finally decided to leave the room.

"All of you." Vano raised his hand and pointed at everyone one by one except Nirmala. "Go. I want to have fun with my beautiful widow." Vano spoke up.

Farhan looked at Nirmala. Seeing the condition of his master who was still under the influence of alcohol, he was worried for the safety of Nirmala. But he had to leave because Nirmala nodded.

"Let's go." Farhan invites Braksa and the others to leave the room.

After they left, Nirmala sat next to Vano. He wanted to make sure Vano was okay.

"Hey, you're Rafan's ex-wife." Vano calls her Rafan's ex-wife. "Do you like serving that ex-husband?"

Nirmala gulps. Actually, he was holding back tears. Although not so rude, but the words bouncing Vano was able to slice his heart.

"If the answer is yes, I want to know how well you serve your husband" Vano continued.

"Vano, you're drunk. You better take a break."

Just about to leave, Vano's hand caught his. "Hey!" Vano spoke in a loud voice. Then he lowered his tone again. "I'm not drunk. I can still think clearly."

"No Vano. For now, there's no point in talking to you-"

Nirmala's hand was pulled until it fell on Vano. Vano's alcohol-smelling breath stung his nose.

"You don't want to talk to me?" Vano smiled obliquely. "I don't want you to talk, enough of your ministry tonight is talking."

Despite being drunk, Vano still had a strong energy. It easily changes position. That way he can lock in Nirmala's movements. "Tonight you're mine, not Rafan's anymore."

Nirmala's face paled, her palms and the soles of her feet turned cold. "Vano, relax. Don't do this. You don't love me, I don't love you either."

"I don't care if you don't love me. I just want you to be mine. I'll never let Rafan have you again. Do you understand, my beautiful widow?"

Nirmala tried to rebel, but Vano's drunken energy was still strong to fight. "Vano, let me go."

Vano doesn't care, he keeps exploring.

"Vano! Unhand me!"

Vano still doesn't care.

"Please! Somebody help me!" Finally Nirmala who panicked even screamed for help. "Don't Vano!"

In a drunken condition, Vano was still able to remove the buttons of his shirt and tear off Nirmala's top shirt.

"Tolooong!"

'Czech'

Vano collapsed to the side, even though he had not fainted, but he was already limp. The powerful punch on his shoulder was enough to make him limp and get dizzy.

"Damn!" that's all he can say.

Nirmala got up and covered the top with a blanket. He widened his eyes when he saw who had hit Vano. "Spirate?"

The driver did not say much. Soon he took off his coat and handed it to Nirmala. Without having to explain, Nirmala already knew that the driver asked her to wear the suit given.

While Vano was half conscious, the driver grabbed Nirmala's hand and pulled her out of the room.

"You need to get out of here, Young Madam."

Nirmala just followed the driver's quick steps. Before leaving the room he looked back. There Vano started not moving. Maybe sleep or faint. Nirmala ran small to counterbalance the footsteps of the man in front of her who was still pulling her hand. There was a residual sense of fear, there was a sense of confusion, worry, and wonder.

The driver took Nirmala into the elevator. It turned out that he took Nirmala to the second floor. Then he took Nirmala to a room. Nirmala did not know whose room it was, which she was obviously very confused about. There was a little bit of suspicion and fear, he was worried if the warden was not a good person.

"Sorry Young Madam. You better sleep here tonight. The young master is not in a conscious state." Then the mysterious driver let go of Nirmala's hand. He closed the door and locked it.

Seeing Nirmala's watchful face, he knew that Nirmala was thinking badly of him. "You just calm down. I can't dare touch your skin anymore."

"Where are you going to sleep?" ask Nirmala.

"I will stand guard here until the young master seeks you out. I'm the one who escaped you, then I'm the one who should be responsible."

Just this time Nirmala heard the mysterious driver's voice for quite a while because it explained a lot. From the personal chauffeur's explanation, Nirmala knew that the driver had good intentions to save himself from Vano's hustle.

"alright. Thank you for helping me."

Nirmala got on the bed. He saw that the driver was sitting on the sofa facing the door, not looking at him or glancing at him at all. It seems in the heart of the driver always confirms 'Nirmala belongs to his young master. And it is forbidden to carelessly look and touch the skin of the young master's'.

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Early in the morning, on the third floor there was already a commotion. All the residents of the building gathered in front of the bridal room. In front of them stood the young master with a deadly sharp gaze. And beside the young master was the faithful Farhan standing one step behind. No one dared to look at him or hold his head up.

"Java!" The Vano clash frightened everyone.

"We don't see anyone coming into your room, Young Master," replied one of the servants representing everyone.

Raisa took a deep breath. "Vano, maybe it's Rafan. And now Nirmala is happy with her ex-husband in a hotel or at his house."

Vano stared at Raisa. With just that look, Raisa already did not dare to speak anymore.

After staring at his mother, Vano looked at his workers. Everything is already there. But before long he realized something, there was one more person who did not fulfill his call.

"Where is my personal driver?"

Farhan held his head up. His eyes swept across the corridor. "Sorry Young Master, I called him earlier."

Vano thought for a moment, before long his eyes showed that he was suspecting someone.

"The hat ...."

Without saying much more Vano walked away from everyone.

Seeing Vano leave, Farhan and several bodyguards followed and were followed by Raisa and Braksa.