Wife Contract CEO
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We're back home, I think I'm the only one going home. Because this afternoon Dina told me that Samuel had many important meetings today.

After driving us home, Samuel asked Mr. Urip to go home to Virendra's residence. Doesn't that mean Samuel's not going to the office anymore.

When we got home, my mom didn't come home. And the father who just came out of the room. Surprised to see my right knee wrapped in bandages and the road slightly bumped helped by Samuel walking into the house.

While pressing the pedal forward on his automatic wheelchair, my father approached me and Samuel.

"Naira, what's wrong with you? what the hell is going on. Samuel's son, what's the matter with Naira?" ask dad with a lot of questions. I look very panicked and worried.

Samuel helped me sit in the living room, then approached my father and helped push his wheelchair closer to me.

"Gak papa kok well, it was accidentally dropped just want nyamperin car sir Urip. Naira was not careful. Sorry to make you so worried!" I said to dad.

After I told my father that. Father was seen sighing in relief, after previously he also had time to check the wound on my palm which was just a light blister. Although bleeding initially, but after the gel was given in the hospital earlier, it was no longer painful. Moreover, having taken pain medication, my knee also feels no longer painful.

"Next time have to be careful Naira. Don't make things difficult for Samuel!" exclaim father.

I nodded in understanding, and Samuel was seen sitting next to me.

"Not at all father, Naira is my wife. Oh yeah, I have something to tell Dad. Later tonight and for the next two days, I will take Naira to Bali for a business trip. Did you let her!" samuel said politely to my father.

'Oh, my God, did my grilled fish melt his heart. His way of speaking was very gentle, he even asked permission from father. It's a dream, isn't it?' ask me in my heart.

He smiled in response to what Samuel had said. Dad patted Samuel's shoulder slowly.

"What did you say, son? you're Naira's husband, you don't have to ask Dad for permission to go take Naira. Naira is your responsibility. But I'm also very happy that you still respect me, you go. I will always pray for your safety and success, and both of you!" I said very diplomatically.

For some reason every heard the voice of the father who was very similar to the famous dangdut singer opa Hamdan ATT, always made my heart cool and my mind became peaceful. Maybe if by the time of Dad there was an audition on the television. I'm sure you'll win, and I'm definitely a singer's son by now.

But after thinking again that Dad used to be famous and become a singer, what might Dad meet the mother who is only the son of a school cafeteria guard. If you don't see Mom, then how will I and Ibras be their children. Sometimes my brain is weird.

Samuel just smiled at my father's words. Samuel then decided to go into the room to prepare the items that we will bring later tonight to our business trip to Bali. Though he had assigned me to do all that, but because my hand was still injured and there was still a gel spread on it, he said he would take care of our things.

And since this opportunity was so rare, then I allowed Samuel to do. Even when he went to the room, I saw him smile.

"Why are you smiling like that? doesn't it hurt at all, son?" asked the curious father why it seems that when my hands and knees hurt I even smiled at myself.

I shook my head quickly.

"No, Dad, Sam gave me the nicest and most expensive drug in the clinic, do you know he made up for the prescription!" I said explain to Dad.

But after I said all that, Dad looked at me in wonder.

"Well, it's not really a husband's job like that!" said father.

I immediately gasped. True too, it is indeed the duty of the husband in general. But Samuel was different. He once wrote in our contract, if I am as his contract wife, you can only do your duty as a wife. And there was no right at all to demand the right let alone to ask for it, nor did Samuel need to perform his duty as a husband other than to give me monthly money. But I feel like the more Samuel gets here, the better, whether it's just my feeling or not. But I do feel that way.

"Why smile then?" ask dad again.

It seems like the answer I just said wasn't enough for Dad.

Dad nodded his head to tell me he understood what I meant.

"But next time it should not be so, son, a wife has an obligation to obey and serve well all the needs of your husband. So don't turn around, he's serving you!" said father.

But what the father said made me frown. The problem is that I've lived for years with my father and mother, and as far as I know and as I've seen, I've heard, I've given up more and served my mother.

I just smiled a little and nodded. I want to laugh when I hear what I say.

***

Her night...

The wound on my hand has improved. Father, mother and Ibras drove me and Samuel to the car because we were going to the airport to Bali.

"Be careful, son!" say mom and dad.

"Don't forget his souvenirs, brother-in-law!" exclaimed Ibras who instantly got a sweet punch on his arm from mother.

We got into the car and then Mr. Urip drove his vehicle to the airport.

"Later when you are there, you should not go anywhere, just in the hotel!" suddenly Samuel.

"Where can I go?" ask me while smiling.

"Oh yeah, I forgot. I'll transfer the money monthly to you. So you can buy souvenirs for your sister later there!" samuel said, then grabbed his article from his jacket pocket.

He typed something on his phone screen and before long my phone rang. I also took it from the bag beside me. There was a notification message from the bank.

My eyes were wide open when I saw the zero behind the number one.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine... !" I can't continue my words.

I immediately looked towards Samuel who seemed to be acting very relaxed after sending that much money to my account.

"Mas, isn't this the wrong number for zeros?" ask me who still doesn't believe.

But Samuel shook his head.

"No, consider it a bonus for your lunch!" answer Samuel.

I looked back at my phone screen and again counted the zeros behind the number one which was 9. I've never seen the amount of my savings that much, knocking zero behind the number one is only 6. But this... 9.

'Huh, it's amazing!' I murmured in my heart in amazement.

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