365 Day Contract
Chapter 35

It's not magic, it's all real magic. Between confusion and impossible, but Shaka's body temperature has returned to normal. The man who used to spend time lying all day in bed, now looks fresh fit. I'm even dealing with a laptop again. It was hard to believe, because only this time Jihan saw a fever person could be cured with a kiss.

Either coincidentally or indeed the kiss could actually have a positive effect on Shaka's health. Clearly Jihan still had a hard time believing it, even though it was real.

"Newly healed, already looking for disease again sir." Syndir Jihan passed in front of Shaka just to go to the balcony of the room. Though there is still another way to the balcony without having to pass through the middle of the sofa.

"There are still many stocks of medicine, "Shaka replied meaningfully. Jihan clucked in annoyance when she knew what Shaka meant.

"Sir Shaka actually just wants mode, right.?!" Sewot. He did not go to the balcony, but turned around and stood in front of Shaka with his waist.

"Begging for a kiss on the grounds of curing a fever, while stealing the opportunity in narrowness.!" Jihan thawed, her lips pursed like a duck.

"No need to protest Jihan, not that you're enjoying it either." Reply Shaka relax. If Jihan did not return the kiss, Shaka would not dare to speak like that either. In fact, Jihan did reply to her kiss, meaning she did enjoy it even though she initially refused.

Jihan's cheeks blushed like tomatoes.

"Well, how else, fight also free.!" Sewotnya gave a defense. Jihan prestige if you have to admit it.

Shaka chuckled small, there was a mocking grin behind his slanted smile. He knew Jihan was embarrassed to answer honestly, so tried to find an excuse.

"Don't keep getting angry. The day after we return to Jakarta, you better save your energy for the trip home." Shaka shuts down the laptop and shuts it down.

"Sir Shaka did not realize who had made me angry.?" Jihan rolled her lazy eyeballs, she then moved to the balcony without waiting for a response from Shaka.

"Basic women." Shaka muttered. He commented on the attitude of women who he thought was strange, even though his attitude was much stranger. Shaka may not have realized that. Now more jahilnya and modus. His speech was no longer ironic.

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Tonight the last time the two slept in a hotel room, because tomorrow morning already have to go to the airport. 2 weeks honeymoon just missed without any special incident, no special incident, yet much progress has been made for their closeness. The interaction of the two became more relaxed, not stiff as in the early days of coming to Switzerland.

"Sir Shaka isn't cold.?" Ask Jihan. His body was curled up and wrapped in a thick blanket. Feeling cold, Jihan wears several layers of thick clothes and coat.

Shaka shakes. There's a room warmer in that room anyway. The temperature is still fairly normal when it is winter like this.

"If you need warmth, just say it. I'm glad to help." Shaka said with a restrained ignorant smile.

Jihan glared, she punched Shaka's arm lying next to her.

"Basic of the modus." Jihan Cibir. Instead of getting upset with Shaka, Jihan turned her back on the man.

Shaka is not the name if you stop jahil to get there. He quietly shifted closer to Jihan and hugged the woman from behind, clutching tightly onto Jihan's body wrapped in a blanket.

"Sir Shaka gosh.!!" Pekik Jihan was shocked. The action of the iceberg was completely unexpected. Jihan had difficulty escaping because of a sudden attack.

"I want to help you, Jihan. Not that you're cold." Shaka put on an amused smile behind Jihan's back. He laughed at his own stupidity. Even Shaka was confused at himself who had often been acting silly in front of Jihan lately. Admit there's a taste, but it's still too soon. He and Jihan have only been married for 3 weeks, and he has only known Jihan. It was hard to believe his feelings grew that fast.

"If it's just cold, I can still handle myself sir. There are lots of blankets and thick coat." Jihan's law is stirring. He was a bit annoyed as well facing Shaka's modesty.

"If Mr. Shaka intends to help me, mending Mr. Shaka love me a lot of money so that I do not need to work again after we divorce." Seloroh Jihan is outspoken. He does not care about Shaka's assumption that he might think himself matre because he always talks about money.

"You can't wait to be a widow, can you.?" Shaka.

Jihan fell silent, suddenly her mind fluttered hearing the word widow. He remembered very well Mama. Jihan could not imagine how devastated her mother would feel if her only daughter became a widow.

"I don't want to be a widow, but if I'm a rich widow, I can reconsider." Jihan said and then chuckled.

Shaka knocks Jihan on the forehead.

"Why are your thoughts only money and money."

"Yes because I don't have much money like Mr. Shaka. If I have a lot of money, why think of money. For people like me, money is everything to survive. Jakarta is tough sir. No money, we can't eat." Cerocos Jihan long.

Shaka chuckled, quite amused as well with Jihan's chirping.

"You sure you want a lot of money.? I can love anything you ask." Tawar Shaka's.

Jihan immediately turned around, there is a golden opportunity that should not be missed.

"Sir Shaka wants to give me compensation for double me.?" Jihan asked while laughing inwardly.

"For what love compensates, instead it is already an agreement in the Agreement."

"I'll give you any money if you want to sleep with me." Shaka to the point.

"Sir, it's not like we've been sleeping together during the marriage." Plain saute.

Again Shaka tapped Jihan's forehead with his finger.

"You're plain or bo doh, Jihan.?" Cibir Shaka astonished. The language of sleeping together Jihan doesn't know.

"If an adult speaks like that, it means love, Jihan. Still don't know.?" Shaka asked because Jihan was gawking.

Shaka brought his face closer to Jihan's ear.

"Making love," He whispered.

Jihan's body is goosebumps. His hair immediately stood up when he felt Shaka's breath in his ears.

"Sir Shaka wants to buy my laugh.?" Jihan asked while keeping Shaka's face away.

Shaka nodded.

"About that." His word.

Plakk,,,!!

Jihan hits Shaka's arm.

"Just son.! I don't want to sell silver even if it's paid a lot." Jihan pouting.

"The one who bought is also not another man, but your own husband, Jihan. What's the problem." Persuade Shaka.

"How's.? I guarantee you won't work, I can settle for you." Whisper Shaka while holding back a laugh. Jihan grew stifling and beat Shaka in the chest.

"Basic perverted brain.!"