Wife Contract CEO
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I gave Samuel my phone. He looked annoyed, he had even yelled before his phone was actually in front of his ears.

"Hey, why call Naira?" samuel asked Riksa on the phone in a high voice.

'Ih, you have to yell that way, huh really can die young not really if a year of life the same person whose hobby is screaming and being angry like this?' ask me in my heart.

I just think, talk slowly or at least will be ordinary. Why should you scream like that.

I couldn't hear an answer from Riksa, and I didn't know what he wanted to say, I'm sure he wanted to tell me something. That's why he called me. But I also did not dare to ask for a cell phone from that sharp tongue.

"Talk right, since when did you stutter?" snapped it again at Rikas on the other end of the phone.

"Alright, leave it to Mr. Urip. You don't have to constantly see Naira. Your more important work is still a lot! continue your work!" exclaim her on Rika and disconnect her phone call.

Samuel stared at me at a glance and looked back at the phone he had in his hand.

"Torture who bought you this?" ask her.

I nodded quickly.

"Yes sir!" answer me briefly.

"When did you buy it?" ask her again.

"Yesterday!" answer me.

He threw the phone at me.

Grep

'Huh, almost there!' my mind while stroking my chest.

Fortunately, I managed to catch the cell phone Samuel threw at me. Otherwise it will fall and be broken. Rich people are weird, they like throwing things, they don't love them. This phone costs me five months of my salary plus overtime at the bookstore ko Acong, I'll cry if this thing falls and breaks.

Samuel sat back down and looked at me with a strange look.

"Matre is you too!" he accused me.

I gasped, frankly I was offended by what Samuel had just said.

"I guess you're different from most women like my mom said, but you're the same. Commercial!" he continued insulting me.

I just took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

'Patience Nai, be patient. Free to answer too. Just let him think of anything!' my mind calms itself.

It turns out that I'm not wrong to give him the nickname the sharp tongue, first met he insulted me about my education, then told me I was a low-class person, my taste was bad, and now he says I'm matre and commercial, and now he says, complete is his humiliation to me.

"How did you seduce Riku until he bought you this phone?" ask her again.

'What said? wooing? that's right! I didn't even ask for it!' I complained in my heart.

I guess if I don't explain, then this sharp tongue won't stop cornering me.

"Sorry sir, but I did not seduce Rika to get the phone, she bought it for me as a wedding gift, as given by Puspa, she said, she also gave me a lot of clothes and shoes as a wedding gift!" I am clearly on the sharp tongue.

Samuel Virendra POV

As far as I know Puspa it is a woman who is very selective in choosing friends. And if what Naira said was true, she gave the items to Naira, meaning that she already considered Naira as her friend.

Then Riksa, how could he who never cared about a creature called a woman, could care so much about Naira. I even bought her a very expensive phone. What's interesting about this woman I think is so ordinary. Until my two best friends liked him so much.

"I can't believe it!" my exclaim to Naira made her raise her eyebrows high

"Why don't you believe me, I really didn't ask them both. They gave it to me. I'm not lying!" he said he convinced me. But somehow it felt so hard to believe his words.

I think that in addition to proving his words right, I have to ask him for proof to convince him that my two friends care so much about him.

"Show me which gift from Puspa!" I told him and he went straight into his room.

Shortly after, he came out with some paper bags, which I knew was a special paper bag for his boutique Puspa.

He put some paper bags on the table.

"It's mister, this is all from Puspa, and I haven't taken her out of this pack either!" he then walked away from the table.

I stood up and checked, it turned out to be true. Even Puspa gave a draft with the Gold code for her, which means the price is above ten million one of her dresses.

'How could I have met Naira once, Puspa could be this good. He had never been like this before to anyone else!' my inner.

My best friend, that one, is a woman who can be said to not care about others, or rather she is very indifferent.

"How, sir, do you believe?" naira asked me to spontaneously turn to her.

"Keep this back!" exclaimed me and he immediately brought the items that had been on the table back into his room.

I sat back down at my place, looking at the watch that was on my wrist. And it's been over an hour, why hasn't Mr. Urip arrived yet.

Naira came out again from inside the room and sat on the sofa farthest away from me. I felt surprised, in the car at that time he was sitting very far away, at the airport at that time he was even more happy to chat and was near Riksa. Now he is sitting in a far away place.

"Sorry sir, if I may know. What did Rikas say just now?" ask her nervously. I know that because his tone is slightly vibrating.

It seemed like he was hesitant to say that, if he had any doubts, he shouldn't have asked.

I raised my eyebrows.

"Why?" ask him. I honestly don't like the question.

"Check the call, there might be something important he wants to say!" he continued with a tone of voice that was still just as slightly nervous.

"It's not important!" I answered, but he was not satisfied with my answer.

Samuel Virendra POV

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