101 Days To Be Your Partner
Chapter 13

Angga clutched tightly onto Quin's body and whispered, "Honey .. please, we better speed up our marriage."

Quin shook his head then broke his embrace then sat on Angga's lap facing each other.

"I told you, I'm not ready yet" he whispered, cupping Angga's face with his sweet smile.

after that Quin stood up while holding both hands Angga to stand.

"You'd better get back to the office" Quin suggested. "It's already one o'clock. Who knows if there are still clients who have made appointments with you" Quin added.

"All right," said Angga.

"Let me drive you down," Quin asked, hugging Angga's burly arms.

Shortly after being in the parking lot, Quin hugged and gave a brief kiss on the lips of Angga.

"I'll call you later tonight" whispered Angga.

Quin just nodded then smiled sweetly at her. He waved his hand until the luxury car disappeared from his eyes.

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Pak Alatas Residence

It seems that bi Yuni really visited the luxury house in hopes that her son could become a therapist for the eldest son of Tuan and his great mistress.

This is where the middle-aged woman is, in the living room with Lady Zahirah.

"Bi, did she say that there's something Aunt wants to talk about?" ask lady Zahirah.

"Let's see, Madam, I want to propose my son, be a therapist for Nak Damar" he suggested.

"I mean Auntie, Naira?"

"Yes, Madam. Coincidentally Naira used to deal with paralyzed patients by undergoing a therapist from him. So there is no harm if Nak Damar is treated by him in order to walk again," he explained expectantly.

Mrs Zahirah, seemed to think and weigh.

"Madam, I just don't like the girl Nak Damar brought to live in his house."

"meaning?" search Mrs Zahirah.

"The girl will stay at Nak Damar's house for 101 days as his personal assistant. I just don't want Nak Damar to be taken advantage of by him." Bi Yuni seemed to provoke.

"Well, just set up when Naira will become a Damar therapist. Let Naira stay there. If necessary, keep an eye on the girl so as not to mess around in the house" said Mrs Zahirah.

A meaningful smile rose on the middle-aged woman's lips.

I'm sure, if Naira were Nak Damar's therapist, she'd be more interested in my daughter than that girl.

"Okay Madam," he replied with glee.

"Oh yes, Bi. Soon the company will be celebrating its HUT. Let Naira be Damar's companion" said Mrs Zahirah.

Hearing the request directly from the Great Mistress, bi Yuni grew bigger and bigger.

"Then I say goodbye to Madam" said bi Yuni.

Mrs Zahirah just nodded then asked the driver to take her home to the amber.

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While staring at the contact who called Quin reviewed the smile. "Mrs. Brewok," he murmured.

"Mr Hallo. Brewok," Quin replied and then chuckled. "Can I help you, sir?" ask Quin.

"Ck .. is normal, he replied. Oh yeah, are you gonna stop by the city park again?"

"No, I'm on my way home. Kan, I have to take care of you" quin joked. "Are you in the garden?"

"No, I'm home. Go home, I'm waiting for you" Damar said.

"OK, Sir."

Quin disconnects the phone while shaking his head. He again focused on driving his car to the Damar residence.

While at Damar's house, Naira appears to be approaching him.

"Room. How are you?" sapana.

Damar turned his head towards Naira and then commented a friendly smile.

"Naira, when are you here?" ask Damar. "As you see it now?" continued.

"From tomorrow I'll be your therapist" Naira said.

Damar just nodded but looked indifferent. He moved his wheelchair to the swimming pool.

Damar smiled miris. The large swimming pool, he used to make a gathering place for his friends accompanied by sexy girls.

But now it's all inversely proportional. Ever since he sat in a wheelchair, he even deliberately made himself barely recognizable.

Quin, who had just arrived, stepped inside the house and accidentally hit Naira.

"Ah .. Sorry I didn't mean it" Quin said.

"Heh .. so if the way use the eyes. Are you blind or pretend you don't see!" snapped it.

But Naira's clashing a little made him angry even though he had apologized.

Hearing the commotion, Damar approached the two and asked, "Quin ... Naira, what's wrong? Why are you angry?" ask Damar.

"I'm wrong." Quin opened his voice. "I didn't accidentally hit him" Quin explained.

"Yes, it's okay. Oh yes, Quin. Meet Naira, Yuni's son. He's going to be my therapist" Damar explained.

"Currently, I think who was Peyot's grandmother's son. The child and mama were both haughty.it was as if he was the owner of this house alone," Inner quin felt furious.

"Hi .. I'm Quin, his personal assistant amber," said Quin introducing himself.

Naira just nodded then looked dislikefully at him. But Quin is not his name if it does not look cute.

He also slowly stepped into his room. "Nyebelin really, will only be a therapist alone haughty not helped. What if she becomes the mistress of this house?" quin growled and closed his eyes.

Perhaps due to exhaustion all day working at the boutique Quin even fell asleep and forgot to close the door of his room.

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