365 Day Contract
Chapter 31

Two lovebirds tied to a contract marriage were enjoying lunch at a restaurant with a beautiful view showing one corner of the Swiss city of Bern. Jihan seemed to be enjoying her time this time, she did not complain of the cold at all, as there was a room heater inside the restaurant. Every now and then the woman pointed her phone camera against the transparent glass wall. He captured the beauty before his eyes that he loved to miss.

Meanwhile, Shaka focused on spending his lunch after answering a phone call from the secretary to discuss cooperation with foreign companies.

"Sir Shaka let's take pictures of the two, my friends are waiting for our selfie photos." Jihan shifted closer towards Shaka without any awkwardness. She had to take a picture with the flat-faced man, but her office friends always asked her why she and Shaka had never photographed together after marriage. Instead of them suspecting, Jihan finally ventured to take Shaka a photo of the two.

"What's in it that our picture made them.?" Shaka said with a cold expression, it seems that he did not want to take a photo together with Jihan.

"Ck,,!! They question whether our relationship is okay or not. Because they never saw me post a photo together with Mr. Shaka." Jihan grumbled in annoyance. His patience is tissue-thin. But it has been polite and gentle when taking Shaka pictures, now almost out the horn because of Shaka's cold response.

"Not everything you can post, Jihan. There's something called privacy." Shaka said. Because the man often finds Jihan making status on social media. Anything can be made a status by Jihan, including while eating breakfast, even if it is just a photo post outside the restaurant.

Shaka may not know what a woman's habits are like, she can post anything from a dime to something special.

Jihan's lips immediately throttled, but she only made Shaka's speech as the last breeze. Because Jihan still invites Shaka to take pictures, more precisely forcing Shaka to take pictures of both.

"As if this time sir, please,,"

"Sir Shaka does not want our relationship suspected by people.? Especially the company employee Mr. Shaka himself." Jihan pulled out her death-style, which was to scare Shaka. Because when it comes to their relationship, Shaka becomes a little more tame.

Shaka clucked, but did not protest as Jihan turned the front camera against her face.

"Shift little sir, the time of the photo with the wife far away." Jihan Protest. Shaka snorted while leaning his body towards Jihan.

"Smile sir, don't be too stiff. This isn't a picture of KTP." Jihan returned to protest for the umpteenth time, even though what Jihan said was good. Not to invite suspicion from others.

"You're too chatty, Jihan." Said Shaka flat.

"I wouldn't be this chatty if Mr. Shaka could be co-operated." Answer Jihan.

Shaka ended up smiling faintly, rather than his selfie session not being completed as Jihan's protests continued.

"Well, if this smile will be more handsome sir." Seloroh Jihan while paying attention to the results of her selfie photo with Shaka. The corner of the lip of the iceberg was slightly raised, his smile was not very visible, but it was enough to disguise Shaka's flat facial expression.

Indeed the base of the iceberg, in praise like anything remains flat his expression. But the corner of Shaka's eyes had glanced at Jihan's phone screen, taking in their first selfie.

Shaka and Jihan spent the day outside. Jihan is invited to tour the beautiful places that are the main destinations of tourists who vacation in Switzerland.

Although far from the word get along and romantic, but their closeness began to intertwine well. Especially when they are connected. Jihan is critical, as well as Shaka with a myriad of generally broad sciences. So the two never ran out of chat material all around.

The two returned to the hotel late in the evening. Jihan went straight into the bathroom to clean herself with a warm bath.

"Don't take a long time, I'll take a shower too." Shaka said before Jihan closed the bathroom door.

Shaka shook his head slowly before passing to the balcony of the room. Because of Shaka's threat while still on the way home, Jihan to bring her phone to the bathroom and install a timer so as not to fall asleep again like yesterday. Because if he falls asleep again, Shaka does not want to ask for help and will let Jihan spend the night in the bathroom.

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Jihan woke up in the middle of the night when she felt the cold start to stab. The woman was shocked when she did not find Shaka in bed. Shaka's pillow is also still neat, like the owner has not slept with. Jihan did go to bed early, because Shaka was still busy with his laptop when Jihan was already sleepy.

"Where is the iceberg." Lirih Jihan's.

Looking at the long sofa near the bed, Shaka was no longer there, but his laptop was still on the table in the open.

Intrigued by Shaka's whereabouts, Jihan gets out of bed and walks through the hotel room in search of Shaka.

"There it seems." Jihan's attention was fixed on the balcony door that was not closed perfectly. Jihan rushed over and vaguely heard Shaka's voice from outside.

"Go home, don't do such a ridiculous thing." Shaka's tone was full of emphasis.

Jihan was standing in the balcony doorway, she was curious as to who Shaka was talking to.

"Don't forget that you ended our relationship, so stop acting as if you were the one who suffered.!" Shaka's voice sounded louder than before, presumably starting to run out of patience.

Now Jihan knows who Shaka is talking to. Without permission, Jihan snuck into the balcony and stood next to Shaka. It was right near the phone that was stuck to Shaka's ear.

"Honey, who are you talking to these nights.? Let's go to sleep again, I want to be hugged." Said Jihan. His voice was made a little spoiled.

Jihan's actions managed to make Shaka stunned, even to the point of dumbstruck and looking at Jihan's face. Perhaps he thought that the woman was not Jihan, but an invisible inhabitant disguised as Jihan. Because Jihan's words make no sense.

Tut,, tut,, tut,,

The phone call was cut off unilaterally. Jihan smiled obliquely when she found out that Safira had cut off her phone connection.

"Not to be surprised when you see it. I just want to help Mr. Shaka end the phone, so Mr. Shaka can rest." Jihan hurriedly left the balcony before hearing the response from Shaka, her guts being shrunken when in such an intense gaze by Shaka.

"Oh my goodness, Jihan, you should be." Jihan patted her own mouth and condemned her actions to the extreme. She was ready if Shaka would scold her. But reality is not like that, Shaka instead joined him on the bed.

"Don't you ask in the hug.? Why is his sleep so far aside.? Come here," Shaka seemed to want to judge Jihan, even reading from her tone.

Jihan suddenly panicked, She turned her head while shaking quickly.

"I was joking sir, just wanted to help Mr. Shaka from his ex." Jihan grinning the horse.

"I think you're hooked on my hugs." Shaka Syndir. Jihan's cheeks suddenly red like tomatoes. Again Shaka talked about his sleep accidentally hugging Shaka.