101 Days To Be Your Partner
Chapter 63

The morning ...

when Quin opened his eyes, his eyebrows immediately clutched as he felt someone hugging him from behind even his breath was so felt at the top of his head.

"Damar," he hiss then slowly shifted his body from the man's embrace. After sitting himself down, he looked at her who still looked asleep and stroked her hair.

"Why didn't you wake me up last night?" she said slowly while stroking her hair.

A second later, he would get out of bed and leave Damar, but was restrained when the man held tightly to his wrist.

Quin looked back and sat back near his head and stroked his hair again.

"Morning" he whispered with a smile.

"Morning too, Quin," she replied, then moved her head up the girl's thigh.

"Come on, wake up," quin pinta in a soft tone.

"Leave it like this for a while" he whispered and looked comfortable as he closed his eyes.

"Room."

"Hm."

"Why didn't you wake me last night?" ask Quin again.

"Here you go, but you don't respond and fall asleep" I Damar opened his eyes and changed his position to sit down.

Quin simply nodded then commented a smile. A second later Damar grabbed him.

"What's wrong?" quin asked while stroking his naked back.

"It's okay, I just want to hold you for a second" he whispered. Shortly thereafter, he loosened his arms.

"I go to the pantry first" Quin said, stroking his jaw and smiling.

"All right," said Damar and took it off.

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Thirty minutes later after making coffee and breakfast, Quin returned to Damar's room and made his bed. After that, he continued to walk in closet to prepare his office clothes.

Once he finished choosing a suitable suit for Damar, he returned to his room and went straight to the bathroom to clean himself.

Under the shower, Quin looked pondering. "I feel like I'm just being his contract wife" Quin murmured. "Oh Lord .. why do I feel that day and time are so slow" he murmured again.

A few minutes later after cleaning himself, he went back to his room and put on a dress and dressed up and sprayed perfume on his body.

"Done," he said, leaving his room and headed to the next room.

"Damar" she approached him who was seen wearing pants. As usual Quin painstakingly helped her put on the suit she had chosen, and lastly pinned a brooch on the handsome man's suit.

"Already," he whispered as he stroked his chest and then reviewed a smile.

"Thanks, Quin," Damar said as he looked at her.

"What's wrong?" quin asked as he cupped his firm jaw and stroked the fine hairs on his face. "Smiling .." Quin's ink. "This handsome face is increasingly radiated with your smile, plus again with these two dimples." Quin touched both of Damar's dimples as the man immediately smiled at the girl's soft words.

"As far as you and everything is yours .... Honey," whispered Damar and hugged her and smelled the perfume on Quin's neck.

"Don't call me ... Honey," she whispered back. "The special call applies to your lover later" Quin continued.

"What if my boyfriend is you?" asked Damar and looked back at Quin's face and lips.

"No .. Don't expect or have any feelings for me. Because I don't want you to get hurt" Quin said, stroking his jaw. "It is enough that you become my protector, my brother and best friend also become a listener when I complain," Quin continued and refused.

Damar glanced at him. Quin's words disappointed him again and again.

"Damar," he rebuked.

"Hm."

"You go down first, I go to my room and I want to get my briefcase" Quin said.

"Alright, I will wait for you at the dinner table," Damar replied in disappointment. Both of them came out of the room. Damar went straight to the first floor while Quin first went to his room to pick up his briefcase and his handbag.

Shortly after being at the dinner table, he also took breakfast with Damar and occasionally teased him with jokes.

Quin's sudden action made her laugh feel funny and make the atmosphere in the room boisterous. Once finished breakfast Quin again clean up as well as wash their used containers.

While Damar continued to pay attention to him while sipping his coffee. Suddenly someone rebuked him.

"The room!"

"Mama," she said. "What's up, Mah? How early in the morning did Mama come here? What business is it?" ask with ketus.

Quin approached the two with his briefcase and handbag.

"Madam" he said respectfully. But his greeting was not praised and instead got a cynical look from the middle-aged woman.

As if he did not want to take a headache, he glanced at Damar. "Loom, I go first yes," he said.

"Alright, don't forget to call me if you want to visit the office" he said, then peeked at Quin's cheek in front of his mother.

"The room! Are you crazy?" whispered Quin.

"Biarin," he replied casually. He deliberately did it because he wanted to make the mother upset.

A second later, Quin returned to his farewells, leaving the two of them seemingly in a tense standoff.

After Quin died, Damar went straight to the living room couch and landed his ass.

"What's up, Mah?" ask again.

"Mama wants to take you to lunch later. Mama wants to introduce you to your friend's daughter" explained mama.

Immediately Damar's eyebrows clenched then clenched his hands feeling furious.

"Just say Mama wants to match me with Mama's friend's daughter. Aye right?" guess with a smile.

The mama just shook her head as well as felt indignant at hearing the answer.

"Listen, Mah. Never match me with anyone," he said at the same time refused. "Let me choose myself? Only I have the right to choose a girl of my own choice" Damar said again and then moved from his seat.

"The room!!!" snapped the mama. "Since the girl lives with you you've been changing, disputing and being a rebel. The girl only had a bad influence on you," mama joked again.

Damar stopped his steps as if he did not accept the words of his mother.

"Quin, Ma. His name is Quin," he said with a feeling of cobbleness. "It wasn't Quin that had a bad influence on me" Damar said. "But the two maids' confidants. Bi Yuni and Naira. Mama thought I didn't know if they were the ones who had a bad influence on Mama. They are the ones who often make fun of Quin so that Mama hates him" growled Damar.

Damar turned and looked at his mother.

"Whatever you do, Mama hates Quin, so hard I will defend her" Damar said. After that, he continued his steps.

Madam Zahirah just fluttered but looked so furious.

"Somehow that girl affected my son" he growled.

After that, he followed and then approached his car. Shortly after being in the car, she asked her driver to drive her to her husband's office.

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Upon arrival at the boutique, Quin immediately climbed the stairs to his study. As soon as his butt landed on his chair, he leaned back and closed his eyes.

"Why does Damar's mom hate me so much?" muttered.

"Who is the poor girl who will be his daughter-in-law" Quin sighed and chuckled.

Shortly after, his phone vibrated. Lazily he reached into his bag and grabbed the flat object.

"Papa?!" ogre.

"Yes .. hello Pah. What's up?"

"Honey, for a while papa wants to invite you to eat together," said papa.

"Sorry, like I can't. Next time, anyways I have to meet a client," he lied.

From across the phone, Mr. Pranata could only sigh in disappointment. Again, his daughter refused his invitation.

"Yes, it's okay," papa replied and disconnected the phone.

As soon as the phone connection was cut off, Quin put his phone back on the table and leaned his back on his chair.

"I feel so tired like this" he said.

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