Wife Contract CEO
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After I finished helping Dad for breakfast, I went back to cleaning up the work that was in the kitchen after that I helped mom to wash clothes, and then I helped my mom to do laundry, because young master Samuel had already bought a washing machine so I didn't have to bother getting close and rinsing as usual. Just push the button and then all the work can be done faster and easier.

Clothes can even be half dry so I just need to dry it on the back porch of the house does not need to be exposed to direct sunlight. It is really easy, may the inventor of this technology get many blessings in his life because he has also helped others including myself.

It was near noon when I went out and looked at the clock on the wall of the living room, the clock was past 9 a.m. I went out and saw my father reading the newspaper in front of the porch.

"Dad, it's getting hotter. Do you want to go inside?" ask my dad.

Dad shook his head, though,

"Dad still wants to be here, if there are neighbors who pass by they approach for a while and chat with Dad so Dad is not dumb as if Dad was in the room. I'm gonna be so bored, so let me stay here first!" pinta daddy.

I smiled hearing the words from my father.

"All right, but I'm staying a little while at the vegetable stall is okay?" ask me to make sure that dad will be okay if I stay for a while shopping at the vegetable stall.

Dad nodded his head quickly.

"Yes go, I'll be fine!" the answer made me breathe with relief.

I then went to the vegetable shop, not too far from home. Only about a few houses not up to 10 houses.

Along the way, it looks very quiet because usually at this hour all the residents of the complex there are going to work there are those who go to school so only stay housewives who are at home, and in hours like this they usually gather in vegetable stalls. There are those who just shop there are also those who just come to listen to gossip.

"Good morning, ladies!" greet me to the mothers who have vegetable stalls.

"For Naira!" answer them.

"Eh Naira, when are you back here Nai?" ask Ma Saodah.

I smiled nodding at them and then went inside the stall.

"Just yesterday Ma'am Saodah!" answer me.

"Eh he said your father fell yes pasantin masang asbestos in the house of the Pandu?" ask Miss Ririn.

"Yes Ma'am, his name was also a disaster. But it's gone!" answer me.

"In medicine is not the same Pandu, he was the bininya was stingy for mercy. If yesterday my husband wants to help me there too, can't be the same. He wants to work nights!" bu Pariah.

"I think I can't because Ms. Pariah is still cool, just like Ms. RT because it doesn't get bansos!" sindir Bu Saodah's.

"Yes, that's it too. But listen to the help yesterday just dapet drink the same glass say thank you, martabak a piece also no try, um...!" said Bu Pariah while aiming his shoulder at a glance.

"Ah time, that's very stingy. Though RT sir is good!" sahut the shop owner's mother.

Some people in this vegetable shop until the head bobble heard the words of his wife, Juki and Bu Pariah.

"Oh that's very yes, ntar tuh surely if he asks for anything more help, no one will say no to him!" said the mother of the vegetable shop owner.

"Continue, Nai. Taken to the doctor isn't your father?" ask Ma Saodah.

While looking at the vegetables I immediately looked towards Bu Saodah.

"Have been checked by the doctor, already in the bandage too!" answer me.

"Eh yes, this morning before coming here, I've seen your father sitting in a wheelchair while chatting with Mr. Irsyad, continue to say the hood semalem tuh there is a car rame in front of the house, you call the doctor to Nai's house, it's expensive. Yesterday my brother was unable to go to the hospital because he called the doctor to the house of 750 thousand abis, not yet the cure!" his mother said Dudung.

And after her mother Dudung spoke like that, all the eyes of the mothers looked at me. I was wrong with his behavior.

"Yes ma'am, Sam's calling. The doctor was Sam's friend!" obviously me.

The mothers around me instantly showed their expressions of shock. There were eyes bulging, there were gaping mouths and there were those that looked very enthusiastic.

"You are very lucky indeed Nai, is handsome, rich, good also your husband. I am so envious!" chirps Miss Saodah.

"Ih Saodah mah tea, you already have Pak Prapto, why even it or Naira!" sahut Bu Cece's.

"It's not Bu Cece, I'm just as lucky as Naira. He's just a high school graduate, working at a small bookstore. But can know a rich, handsome man. My son is in college, working in a bank. Marry an online taxi driver!" he said while shaking his head.

I get confused about how to react, if I smile maybe I will be considered insulting. As a result, I chose to shut up and collect my groceries in the basin that was available and gave it to the mother of the owner of the vegetable shop.

"Sabar Bu Saodah, let the taxi driver online as well. Dodi has a car!" said Bu Pariah stroking Bu Saodah's arm.

"That's tea, besides Nai you know where the hell is your husband? as far as you know, you never do, go for a walk or play games to the mall?" ask her mother Dudung.

"Meet at the chicken booth beautiful place to work Mom!" answer me frankly.

And back they were all shocked.

"Huh, if that's what. From now on Nilam son mother, let me send to the booty chicken booth often, who knows meet rich and established men like you Nai!" kekeh Cece's mother.

"Ah me too, want to play around there. Who knows, my son who is still in High School can be acquainted with rich people as well!" sack the other mothers.

I just scrunched my forehead, maybe they hope like me. If only I could choose, I would not have met Samuel at that time. They didn't know that I actually owed Samuel a debt after damaging his car, otherwise I might have agreed to be his contract wife.

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