Wife Contract CEO
91

I opened my eyes slowly, I felt that something heavy was hitting my stomach. Makes me a little claustrophobic. When I looked at my stomach, Samuel's hand was there. Hugged my stomach tightly.

I snorted in annoyance, this was Samuel's second time like this. Sometimes I get confused on my own, actually why he's doing all this. Didn't he say he wasn't interested in me at all, if it was like that he shouldn't have touched me, right.

Let's just say that he was drunk that night, and that's not all he did consciously. But why did he repeat it, this time he was not drunk.

I lowered my hand from my stomach slowly I got out of bed, wrapping my body in a thin blanket, while a thick blanket was put on by Samuel. I stepped into the bathroom, this time not too bad of a money back then.

I can walk normally, and it doesn't hurt anymore. I don't know what time it is, but I feel like I should take a shower.

A few minutes later, I came out of the bathroom, I didn't eat last night. And I think my stomach is hungry. After drying my hair with a towel I combed my hair. I looked in the mirror, and again there were many red marks left by Samuel.

I turned and looked towards Samuel.

"Ck. It can't be like this!" I muttered annoyed.

I untied my hair to cover the red mark on my neck, after which I came out of the room.

When I came out of the room, I saw the living room lights were still on, not as usual. I was curious, and I walked towards the living room. It turned out that Riksa and Mr. Urip were still sitting on the living room sofa, even Mr. Urip had fallen asleep while sitting down.

"Check!" call me slowly.

I turned towards the wall and it was already half twelve in the evening.

Riksa who was still awake immediately stood up, he looked at me seriously. He noticed my wet hair.

"You take a shower like this Nai?" ask Rikapan.

I'm so awkward.

"Yes, I haven't had a shower!" I answered nervously.

"You guys still here?" I asked for a quick glance towards Mr. Urip.

"The boss hasn't told us to go home!" answer Rikas.

I let out a heavy sigh, should they be like that? they were very loyal to Samuel.

"He's asleep, you better go home and rest, Mr. Urip too!" say it while smiling.

Rikas is still staring at me.

"Why haven't you slept?" ask Rikasikan to me.

He was like that, a very caring person. I'm glad he became my friend.

"I'm hungry!" say me slowly.

But a second later I thought again, surely Rija has not eaten either.

"You haven't eaten either, have you? how about we eat together?" ask Rikas.

Riksa was silent for a while, but then he nodded in agreement. Before we headed to the dining room, Rika woke up Mr. Urip and asked him to go home and rest.

The two of us headed for the dining room, all the servants had already rested. I thought I'd make some fried rice for us.

"Sit down, I'll make you some fried rice!" I said and immediately prepared the materials I needed.

But when I prepared the seasoning, Rikasi instead went to grab some onions and peeled them.

"I'll help you!" abugn.

We cooked together, I sauteed the seasoning, and Rikasi put all the ingredients in a medium-sized skillet, sometimes acting like a professional chef, he stuffed the ingredients in style like one of those famous chefs whose face was in cheese wrappers.

When we finished, we both sat at the dinner table with two dishes of fried rice and two large glasses of warm sweet tea made by Rikas.

"Good meal!" exclaim me and immediately eat the fried rice we made.

It feels good, it's even better than usual saru.

With my mouth still full I nodded my head several times.

"What happened in Singapore?" ask Rikap slowly.

I put the spoon I was holding onto my plate. I swallowed the food that was still in my mouth and drank some warm sweet tea. Only after all that did I look towards Rikasan.

"Your boss's boyfriend...!" I paused my sentence.

I'm not sure if I have the right to tell this to Riksa or not. Because even though I am Samuel's wife, I have absolutely no rights in that contract.

"What are you doing!!!" snapped at someone who suddenly stood with a ruffled waist in the dining room wearing only a sleeping robe.

That person was none other than Samuel, his face looked angry. I immediately stood up from my chair, as well as Riksa.

"Boss, me and Naira...!" Rikuks tried to explain but Samuel cut him off.

"I didn't ask you!" samuel nodded with a voice so loud.

When his eyes glared at me, I felt my whole body goosebumps. I dare not look in his direction.

"Check, it's late you better go home!" again Samuel.

I looked at Samuel's plate, he hadn't even finished half of his fried rice. I looked at Rijakan who was directly approaching Samuel.

"Good boss, good night!" he said he left the dining room and Samuel's house.

I swallowed my saliva with great difficulty, when Samuel's eyes were on me.

"Why are you here?" ask Samuel again.

"I'm hungry, so...!"

"Bring your plate here!" his orders interrupted what I wanted to say while pulling one of the chairs and sitting down.

I wonder why I often cut other people's words. Not wanting to make her angry, I brought my plate and walked closer to her. I put my plate on the table in front of Samuel.

"Sit down!" his orders and I sat down immediately.

"Buap me!" his orders again.

I'm not surprised anymore, he likes to just rule. I immediately sat down on the chair next to him and held a spoon to immediately feed him. But I haven't scooped the rice yet, he interrupted again.

"Who told you to sit there?" ask with a high tone.

I can only sigh.

"Mas, if not in the chair then where should I sit?" ask him. I started to get caught off guard, indeed I have to sit where, masa' yes on the floor. It's hard to feed her if she's sitting on a chair and I'm on the floor.

"Here!" he patted his right thigh.

Deg

My heart is racing again, which is true. But Samuel quickly pulled my arm until I actually sat on his lap.

Blushes

I think my face right now must be like a very ripe fruit tomato.

"Here you go, bribe me now!" his orders.

No matter what this man thought, he always acted as he wished. I don't know what the people in this house would think if they saw us like this.

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