Wife On Bed

Episode 66

"It's none of my business!" reply Lord.

"It's none of your business, but after this my life is ruined! I'll-"

Drt ...

Drt ....

While Vera was cursing at God, suddenly there was a vibration of God's phone in the front pocket of his shirt.

"Who?" asked Vera when she saw her husband's men reach out and check her phone.

"Master called," said Lord, making Vera nod her head.

"Tell Mas Dave, I'm back in class, please! I promise, I won't disappear or run away again," Vera's pinta clenched her hands together in front of her chest, "I promise, Lord!" continued again.

"Sorry Madam, I can't" Lord replied then sliding the green button on his phone screen.

"Hallo Sir?"

"Hows it? is he back?" ask Dave from there.

"Already Master," replied the Lord looking at his Master's wife who was begging.

"Good, now .. Where is he?" ask Dave.

"There's next to me, sir!" the Lord replied making Vera growl in annoyance, "Do you want to talk to Madam?" continued again.

"Take him into my office right now. Tell him, from today onwards, he'll be home schooled. And take care of everything including my wife's guidance counselor. Tell them about this news!"

"Okay, sir,"

"I'm the one who's dropping off or sir's going to pick her up?"

"I'm busy, you're the one who brought him here."

"Okay, sir, I'll be there right away" replied the Lord, then the call was ended by Dave.

"What did Dave say? he's not punishing me, is he?" ask Vera worriedly.

"Nobody punishes the Madam. I was asked by Master to take the Madam to the office and there was no need to continue the lecture hours anymore" replied the Lord.

"What do you mean, Lord? I still have some courses!"

"Master asked, and from now on ... Madam doesn't have to bother coming to campus, because Madam will do-"

"Don't go on, I already know what you want to say, Lord!"

"It's the biggest punishment of my life, how I have so many friends, if I have to crouch in the house. I also can't imagine studying alone with the lecturer. What do they say, if my brain is pass-passed?"

"That's none of my business, Madam. You have overwhelmed me looking for the whereabouts of Madam!"

"Hey, who told you to look for me! I don't need to be searched. I'm not a kid anymore!"

"But to me, Madam is like a baby to look after!"

"You! you equate me with a baby? are your thoughts crazy, Lord! or your brain has been sliding! a beautiful woman this big, you're equal to a baby?"

"Your eyes may be myopic. After this, I'll take you to the nearest optics. I'll buy you some horse glasses!" ketus Vera walks out of campus.

"Mrs, wait for me ... Madam!" said the Lord walked quickly behind his Master's wife.

"Where's your car?" ask Vera after arriving at the car park.

"I didn't bring a car, but I brought a motorcycle, and we can make a splash towards Mr.'s office" replied Lord to Vera's surprise, he was shocked when he saw a butut motorcycle in the 89s parked in a row of luxury cars.

"You're crazy! did Mas Dave not give you a car-like facility? Time yes, I have to ride that bike! I don't want to, what if in the middle of the road my hair is flying and falling apart. Then, what about the stinging sunlight, my skin must be instantly black. I don't want to, better ... give me money to find a taxi" said Vera, her hand looking up in front of her husband's men.

"There is no Madam. If, Madam does not want to join me, then Madam can walk to the office of Mr," said Lord then walked towards his motorbike and left Vera on the spot.

'Just for free, I have a rich husband, if now I have to be picked up by that butut vehicle. Luckily, the campus was deserted and no one saw me picked up with God's motorbike, ' Inner Vera walked towards the God who was wearing her helmet.

"Wear Madam," the Lord's decree gave the bogo helmet to his Master's wife.

"should? I don't want to, Lord! my hair can be messy. Better, we take that cab and your butut bike, we stay here. You can call a friend or a motorcycle dealer to order the latest advanced motorcycle," said Vera eyes staring at the antiques that will deliver her to her husband.

"I can't, sir don't give the Madam's pocket money to me, after all Madam has never, right? enjoying the thrill of riding an antique motorcycle on the streets?"

"I don't want to know, I'm taking a cab! if you don't want to give me the money, then I .. will talk to Mas Dave!"

"Please, I've asked all the taxis not to accept orders from the Madam," replied the Lord lightly.His legs began to interrupt his antique motorbike.

"Mrs, don't want to go up?" ask the Lord again.

"No, why would I ride a motorbike butut like this. Could-can be in the middle of a strike road and trouble me!" gerutu Vera crossed her hands in front of her chest with her face turned in any direction.

"Relatedly? Madam's walking to the office?"

"I'll ask my friend to take me!" vera answered, 'I will ask the Son, he will skip with me. So, he must have taken me to Mas Dave's office, ' Inner Vera then walked to the bench where the Son was.

"Where is the lady going?" god asked to turn off the engine and walk in the footsteps of his Master's wife.

"Don't follow me!" ketus Vera's.

"Okay, ma'am, I'm waiting in the car park" said Lord stopped his steps.

When Vera was looking for her lover, she suddenly saw a shadow of someone behind her wall. The shadow is so clear.

"Who's there?" vera walked closer.

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"Sir, Madam does not want to go to the office using the motorbike I rented. He still kekeh want to take a taxi or ask his friend to deliver the Madam to the office Mr." said Lord after his call was connected with Dave.

"Friends? who's friend?" ask Dave.

"I don't know, Madam won't let me follow her, Sir!"

"Fool quickly follow my wife."

"Okay sir, I'm going to look for the whereabouts of the Madam right now" God said, after which her call was interrupted by Dave.

'Arrrgkkhh ...."

"I have stupid men!"

"But it's still preserved!" timpal Excel fast.

"Hey, this is your boss' room, you should be more polite and respect me!"

"I don't know, what do you mean, Dave!"

"I mean you knock on the door before you get in!" peekik Dave getting emotional.

"Always wrong!" excel's murmurs that Dave can still hear.

"Let it be, men are always wrong, and women are always right. Isn't that-"

"Dave, I don't want to hear your babble, anymore!" cut Excel to put the file and walk out of the room.

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