One

Angel entered his room, arranged the sheets he had brought. All day he was busy cleaning the house alone without a helper.

The brown-eyed girl sighed, folding the sheets that were still unfastened. Angel looked sadly at the photo frame mounted on the nightstand. His heart is sad, it hurts. Shouldn't marriage be based on love? Then what about the fate of being married for a business? His father was too selfish indeed, pushing him into this sickening arranged marriage! Plus she had to marry a man like Mark Alexander!

"Yeah, you have to be patient Angela," he muttered as he took off the old sheets. Tossed them on the floor and put them on new ones.

Finished putting on the sheets, Angel rushed to bring the dirty clothes and of course the old sheets that he had taken off earlier. Starting from sweeping, mopping the floor to washing dishes he did it alone without anyone helping. And his job this time was to wash his clothes and Mark's clothes of course.

You should know, a house as big and luxurious as this doesn't have a washing machine! Mark reasoned that this was to save on electricity costs and his laundry was cleaner by hand washing. Angel had protested to Mark about the washing machine, but the man gave him a very cold look.

He felt he was being treated unfairly. Yes, not worthy of being called a wife.

From morning to evening she did her homework, then after that she had to rush to cook again for her dinner with Mark. And sometimes what made Angel even more regretted marrying that man, when he bothered to cook, but Mark just looked at him without interest. The man really did not value her as a wife!

Sometimes Angel feels more worthy of being called Mark's assistant.

"Finally all my work is done!" The girl breathed a sigh of relief seeing all the work done. The house is clean and things are neatly arranged. She wanted to sit in the TV room just to get rid of her fatigue, but suddenly the bell rang indicating that there were guests outside. Pulling his body from the back of the chair, Angel rushed to the front and opened the door.

"Are you deaf?! I've been pressing the bell for a while but you haven't shown up either!"

Angel gawked, why at this hour Mark had gone home?

"Get out of the way!" Mark pushed Angel's body to the side.

"You crazy man!" Angel screamed in annoyance.

Mark walked in front of him while carrying his briefcase, he threw his silver coat carelessly until it hit Angel's face. The girl growled in annoyance, if she didn't remember her respect for her husband, Angel might have strangled the man's neck.

"ANGEL! WHY WOULD YOU HAVE A HORRIBLE COLOR SHEETS LIKE THIS?!" Suddenly Mark shouted from inside the room. Angel patted his forehead lightly, he just remembered that the color of the sheets he put on was the color that Mark hated the most.

Angel casually entered the room while carrying her husband's coat. Pulling the door handle, after the door opened he could see the figure of the gray-eyed man staring at him intently, ruffling the sheets he had put neatly earlier.

"Quickly change!" Mark ordered, pointing to the bed.

Angel sighed, walked a few steps towards the large wardrobe in his room. Angel grabbed the maroon sheets, closed the wardrobe door again and threw the maroon sheets at Mark who was already horned.

"What's this?" Mark asked irritably.

Angel stopped in his tracks, turned his head back. "You asked for the color of the sheets to be changed, didn't you? I've got new sheets, and you can change them yourself!" Angel walked away, ignoring Mark's deafening screams.

"ANGELAAA!!!"

Brakkkk!

Without caring, Angel slammed the door even harder. Mark ruffled the sheets that had been scattered on the floor. Having a wife like Angel really frustrates him! He used to think that the figure of Angela Damitri was an innocent girl, gentle and so timid. But after they got married and lived under the same roof, Mark found out how the girl behaved. Dissident, likes and dislikes the most and the most annoying girl is always making strange behavior. But Mark admits how Angel takes care of himself and the luxurious house they live in. All the housework is done alone without a helper.

At the beginning of the marriage, Mark deliberately didn't look for a maid and threw away his old washing machine. He intends to prank Angel by telling the girl to do the housework alone. And what Mark used to think Angel was a spoiled girl, was wrong! In fact, Angel is so independent, even the girl is very good at cooking.

***

The landline kept ringing and wouldn't stop. Angel came out of the small library next to his room. His thin lips grumbled because the unknown caller kept calling his home phone. Angel sat in the chair next to the telephone table. Reluctantly he pulled out the receiver.

"Thing-"

"Mark, honey! Can you come here? I need you."

Whose voice is this? Angel pulled out the receiver, looking at him in surprise. Who is the woman behind this phone? His voice sighed, Angel rolled his eyes, removed the receiver from the edge of the table.

"Mark, honey!" Angel could faintly hear it. The girl shuddered.

Mark came out of the room. His clothes looked more relaxed than before. Wearing knee-length pants and a white t-shirt. He glanced at Angel who moved his lips silently, he hissed in his heart. Has his wife gone mad? Angel who felt noticed immediately turned to Mark. The man frowned in surprise.

"Why did you leave the phone like that? Who called?" Mark asked, Angel shrugged nonchalantly. He rose from the chair he was sitting in.

Before he actually left, the girl stopped right next to Mark and whispered sensually. "Your affair..."

Mark shuddered. Angel left the man into the room ignoring her husband who was already glaring at him.

"Foolish bastard!" Maki Mark glanced at Angel who had already entered.

Mark put the receiver in place. He sighed, Angel's behavior really made him dizzy. He's already 21 years old, but why does he act like a child sometimes huh? Then why did he speak in such a disgusting tone of voice? And what does it mean to say 'your affair'?

Mark had never treated the girl like a normal wife, nor had they ever had a husband-wife relationship even though they slept in the same bed. But Mark isn't the type of guy to be a jerk! How could he have an affair when he was married? It never crossed his mind. Or maybe it was Angel who deliberately made him angry?

***

Feeling bored all day at home, Angel decides to go for a walk or eat out. Mark looked at his wife who passed in front of him, carrying a brown bag. Angel did not pay attention to the man's gaze, he turned his face away without interest in looking at him.

"Where are you going?"

Without stopping her steps, the girl replied, "Get some fresh air!"

Mark was about to ask again, but the girl had already walked away.

Angel enters a coffee shop. Looking for an empty seat. Suddenly this shop is so crowded with visitors. Yes, every day is crowded, but not as busy as today.

Angel's gaze fell on a man who was busy seducing a girl. Angel raises and lowers his eyebrows, seems to be playing okay. Think of it as entertainment.

"Hey Darling! What are you doing here? Didn't you say you were going to take your mother to the hospital, hm? Then who is he? Is your mother this young?"

Angel sat next to the man. The man glared at the presence of Angela Damitri. If that girl had appeared, it would have been a mess!

Plaque!

And sure enough, Angela Damitri just made a mess. The man was slapped by the girl because it was considered cheating. Not satisfied with slapping, the girl even poured her drink right on the man's head. All eyes turned to Angel and the man. Angel laughed at the look of the man who seemed annoyed.

"Angela! You!" the man pointed angrily.

The girl suppressed her laughter, one eye squinted and then pointed two fingers that formed the letter V.