Wife Contract CEO
05

I drove this man out of the house, after a long talk. Dad asked until tomorrow to give his decision. And I know, tonight I'll be interrogated about this.

"Where's your phone!" the screams made me shocked.

"Can't even say it slowly, ngagetin continue from earlier!" I protested and gave her my phone.

He typed something in there, maybe his cell phone number, I don't really care. I'm still confused about how to talk to mom and dad later.

"Where do you work?" ask her because I did wear a t-shirt that says Book store ko Acong while handing my phone back to me.

"In the bookstore in the front alley!" answer me for what it is.

"You come with me first, there's something I want to explain to you!" he said it was not a request but an order.

"Now?" ask me to doubt.

"Ck... The habits of the lower middle class are like this, right? a small speech like this alone does not understand! where are you going to college?" ask her in a tone that is starting to be unfriendly.

Like he was opening his mask that was trying to be nice. Now that his true nature came out, he told me what the lower middle class was. Why is it that if the middle class down, we are precisely the people who pour our sweat for a mouthful of rice. It feels even more happy and pleasant, it feels like there is a special satisfaction for our efforts. So arrogant of him.

"Have you figured out the lower middle class, why do you have to deal with me?" ask me to mumble.

Actually I didn't expect him to hear at all, but it turns out what I said just now he could hear.

"You don't act, your time to compensate is only half an hour away! if you don't want to do that, you don't want to feel the coldness of the iron bars either! better get in the car!!" snapped it.

I immediately rushed over, half ran to open the car door and then got into it. This person really showed his true nature. It's so cold and terrible. Being his wife is not the same as I would spot the heart every day, or even every hour, or maybe every minute anyway. If the clock could turn to the left, I regretted offering to buy the three of us lunch.

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POV Author

Meanwhile at the bookstore.

"Min, where the hell is Naira? it's been almost two hours! yes rame really stall until he has to digrenri gini long?" ask Haris to Mini who is still busy wrapping up the new book that comes.

"Don't know, call!" mini Sahut.

"Yes, why not think. I'll call Naira!" haris exclaimed and then moved away from Mini a little.

Mini grunts annoyed.

'Ih why just want Naira's phone to go that way anyway?' ask Mini in your heart.

Several times a tone is heard if the phone must be connected to Naira's phone.

"Hello!" Naira.

"Nai, you bought his pock directly at the chicken farm, Haji Sholeh sir? very long!" haris complains directly at what his goal is to contact Naira.

"Okay, sorry Haris. That's your chicken with the Mini in my bike basket, in front of the Beautiful booth. I'm sorry, I have this sudden business, it's important. You take it in my bike basket!" answer Naira.

"You're not papa, are you? is there a problem going on, where are you?" ask Haris to panic.

Haris is very worried about Naira, because actually this Haris has been putting his heart on Naira since a year ago, since they both entered and worked at the Bookstore ko Acong.

"Papa Ris, once again sorry!" naira said in a sad tone. It seems like he really felt really guilty about Haris and Mini.

"Seriously you don't papa? you've had lunch yet?" ask Haris again.

Mini who has since noticed the look of her panicked face when contacting Naira, so a bit sewot because she felt jealous.

"Ekhem!"

Haris' eyes were rounded when he heard the deheman's voice of a man on the other end of the phone.

"Who are you, Nai?" haris asked more worriedly, even he was more panicked than before.

"Turn off the phone now!" yelled at the man again.

"Then..." Harris was panicking

"Sorry Ris, see you soon!" naira answered and then decided on a phone call.

Haris tries to contact Naira again, but it looks like her phone has been switched off. Haris sat in a chair in front of the cashier's desk.

"Why Ris, how's Naira? how come your face is so tense?" ask Mini who is also worried.

"O Papa, I took our lunch first yes, if ko Acong nanya, said Naira permission not to feel well. Okay!" haris exclaimed as he rushed out of the bookstore.

Mini was still staring puzzledly towards Haris' departure.

"Would you be that sweet if it was me?" mini Gumam.

The POV end author.

I was still staring resentfully at the man, he took my phone and turned it off. Then he put my phone in his shirt pocket.

"Why? no like?" ask her with a cold face.

"I just want to tell my friend that I ate...!"

"I don't care!" ketus.

I immediately turned my face towards the window, which was true. Not yet been like this. I can't imagine what the next one will be like. I guess I'll just be made a servant under the guise of a wife. Huh, that's terrible.

Long enough we were in the car, this trip was quite far too huh. I haven't even had lunch, and now I'm hungry.

I heard the phone ring, I knew it wasn't from my phone. Because my phone was turned off by this commanding man.

"Hello baby!" samuel said softly to someone on the other end of the phone.

I looked at him for a quick glance and turned my face again.

'Honey?' my mind is very curious.

"Yes, I've found someone like you said it's impossible, he's not my type. And I love you so much.."

'What did he say? wow, not really people!' I murmured in my heart.

"Yes, I miss you so much. I will always support you, love you!" her words were so gentle that she even smiled so sincerely.

'He already has a girlfriend, then why would he marry me, I should know why!' my mind started to growl.

After she hung up her phone call, I turned my body facing her.

"Master already has a lover?" ask me carefully.

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