Wife Guarantee

Episode 3

Nirmala sat in the bridal chamber with fear. "Oh my God, help your servant."

Nirmala was very scared because Rafan did not say that Vano would not touch her. Plus he does not know how the look of the man named Vano, as long as the kabul hijab takes place, he only looks down because he hides his tears.

The door opened suddenly and Nirmala was shocked. It turned out that the one who entered was one of the servants.

"Young Miss, young master Vano is coming soon."

Nirmala's heart was beating fast. In his heart always wondered, what would Vano do later? Will the man who is already her husband ask for his rights tonight?

The waiter immediately passed, leaving the door of the room open just like that. And shortly afterwards entered the tall man. The man was still wearing the suit that was used when the kabul was this afternoon.

"Handsome, white, tall, life is pointed, jaw firmly, hair is neat black, eyes are sharp highlighted, eyebrows are thick, chest area, belly is slender, arms and whole body are stocky, but dear, dear, he wants to take people's wives."

"What do you see?" ask Vano in a flat tone.

Nirmala immediately realized that she had been paying attention to Vano very excessively. Nirmala shakes. "No."

Vano walked towards the walking closet. Moments away from Nirmala's sight, the man reappeared with a long-sleeved kimono-type nightgown. He put the clothes on the bed.

"Don't go into my dressing room carelessly." Then leave the room just like that.

"What does that mean?" Nirmala was confused and did not understand what Vano meant. "Did he ask me to change clothes?"

Finally Nirmala decided to change clothes because it seemed like that was what Vano had ordered her to do.

Time went on, it was 00:00 but Nirmala had not closed her eyes. He was still afraid that Vano would suddenly come and pounce on him. But it seemed like his conjecture was wrong, until this second there was no sign of Vano going inside the room. Finally he decided to go to sleep.

"Ah, why does my body feel sore and sick all, it seems this is because I lack sleep." Nirmala rubbed her eyes several times so that her gaze could quickly recover.

"What time is this? Holy hooch! 08.21 Hours!" Nirmala turned body and .. 'deg.' His heart stopped beating. "This guy sleeps here? When's? And how is it possible?"

Nirmala examined her own body, and then she breathed a sigh of relief. "Haaah .. Good thing she didn't go far." Nirmala slowly uncovers the blanket so as not to wake her husband. But just a few moves, Vano squirmed.

"You awake?" Vano glanced at the wall clock. "Why not wake me up?" Vano immediately got up and hurriedly went to the bathroom.

Nirmala was still sitting on the edge of the bed, grateful that Vano was not cruel and showed no signs of being attracted to her. "If so, then why am I made a guarantee? What good is he if he has me?"

Now the question pops into his head. All this time he thought Vano was asking him to be a guarantee because he was obsessed with it, but it seemed like it was all wrong.

'clek.'

Nirmala turned to the source of the voice, and how surprised she saw Vano coming out of the bathroom using only a towel coiled around her waist. The details of the water still adorn the white athletic body.

Although Nirmala was shocked to death, but Vano looked ordinary, more to not assume there was anyone in his room.

The beautiful appearance did not last long when Vano entered the walking closet.

And not for long, the door was knocked from the outside. "Young master, young mistress, can I come in?" ask one of the servants from outside the room.

"Can I let the waiter in? If Vano gets angry how?"

Nirmala had not yet spoken, and there was a clinking sound for less than a second. Simultaneously the door opened a little and just stayed pushed by people from outside.

"Waw, what system is that? And who opened the door? Does Vano?"

"Good morning, Young Madam." The servant looked down, not daring to look at Nirmala.

"Good morning too. What are you carrying?" nirmala asked because she saw a tray covered by a red silk cloth.

"Put it on the table." A cold and stern voice sounded. Nirmala immediately turned her head, while the waiter looked down.

"Okay, Young Master." The waiter put a tray on the table. Ungoverned, the maid exited the room while continuing to retreat without turning back. Very respectful to his master.

Vano tidied up his tie then looked at the watch. Without speaking anything to Nirmala, he just left. Nirmala thought her husband must have gone to the office.

"Huh." Nirmala breathed out. "What's wrong with him. Why isn't he talking to me? Am I wrong with him? But I don't think I have anything wrong. It was he who was guilty of taking me from my husband. But if he's not angry, why does he look reluctant to look at me?"

Nirmala stared at the ceiling of the room decorated with large chandeliers. "Oh my God, what kind of man am I married?"

Instead of thinking about her husband who she did not know and did not love, she would rather take a bath first, and then go around the big house that is as magnificent as a palace.

Yes, the house owned by young master Vano is indeed much grander and more luxurious than his home with Rafan. There is a swimming pool in the back garden, there is a spacious parking lot like in the office building in the front yard, there is a flower garden on the right, and there is a large garage on the left.

Nirmala took a deep breath. "Whatever my life is now, I'm still unhappy. My happiness with Rafan." The clear water flows down to the white cheeks without makeup.

"Rafan, why would you do this? Why did you make me a guarantee on your debts."

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The room was full of files, both on the desk and on the relaxing sofa. Among the scattered files, a man was typing something on a computer while reading a document in one of his hands.

Rafan, since three months ago, since he divorced his wife, the man was just busy with papers and writing on the computer. The days and nights he thought about were just company, company and company. He wanted to succeed immediately and pay all his debts, after which he could pick his wife back.

He did not want to remember that for now his wife had become someone else's wife. If he remembers it, his heart will be very sore, there will be guilt and regret. Therefore he always busied himself with his file so that his mind and heart did not think of Nirmala.

'Tok-tok-tok'

"Lake in." Rafan is still focusing on his files.

"Master, young master Vano wants to meet with Mister."

Then Rafan raised his head. "Why did he come here? I hope he doesn't show off his marriage."

"Please let him in."

His secretary Rafan nodded and resigned. Rafan again focused on his documents.

"Good morning by noon Mr. Rafan." A heavy voice rang out, Rafan instantly raised his head.

"Please enter Mr. Vano." Rafan.

Actually, without any invitation, Vano will definitely come in and sit down. So immediately he sat on the sofa, but before that he shifted the papers that were there so as not to sit.

"Don't be too forced, rest first."

Rafan stopped typing, taking a breath to relax his chest. "No, I have to work hard, so I can get my wife back soon."

Vano smiled faintly. "You don't have to worry, your wife doesn't seem interested in me at all. And I won't take it from you either."

Saying 'your wife' as if Nirmala is still Rafan's wife, when in reality Nirmala is only Rafan's ex-wife and has now served as Ravaldi's great young mistress.

"If my wife isn't interested in you, then are you interested in her?"

Vano straightened his head, looking straight into Rafan's eyes.