Chapter 3. Naughty Wife

Prang... Prang... The noisy clatter echoed from the kitchen. Laura intentionally dropped the pot lid repeatedly to the floor, doing it on purpose to wake her boss up for the morning prayer. Laura grew increasingly frustrated when she saw that the kitchen wall clock already showed 5:17 AM, but Aryan was nowhere to be seen.

"This girl is really giving me a headache," Aryan grumbled, still curled up in bed with his face buried in a pillow. He tried to close his eyes again, but the noisy disturbance from the kitchen prevented him from doing so. Finally, with annoyance, Aryan got up to clean up in the bathroom.

Klek... "Aryan..." Laura's words were cut off because it turned out Aryan was lying down. Laura smiled because suddenly an idea crossed her mind. It wouldn't hurt to play a little prank on her husband temporarily. She went back to the kitchen, carrying two pot lids in her hands.

"One, two, th—" Prang... The sound of the pot lids colliding created an incredibly lo