A Paid Wife
Flirting
I hope I can live here. Especially with a shitty lion like him. Yeri pulled her lips here. He was silent for a few seconds.
Yeri raised her head rolling her eyes looking at her surroundings. Such a spacious house with golden nuans. And the second-floor staircase was a deep brown, and the lights were towering from top to bottom.
This house what a palace, really spacious. If I stay here, can I feel at home. Moreover, I feel very inferior living in this luxurious house.
“What do you think?” asked Arga, glancing sharply at her.
Yeri lifts her head, “It's important to you,” Yeri taunts. “Important I don't think about you at all,”
“I'm sure the voice when you will think of me. And like me,” answered flat Arga.
“Enak only! Never will be!!” keep Yeri firm.
“Yakin?”
“Very sure!”
“But I'm not sure,”
“It's up to you if you're not sure, and I'll never like you.” Yeri said as she shuddered amusedly.
Arga she pulls her lips cynically, “Then it's so fast walk, and sit in the living room,”
“I just want to be here for a while. Meet with the owner of this house actually keep going,”
“I am the owner of this house!”
“No way, I'm sure you're rich because of your parents,” Yeri said.
Hearing the old man's words, Arga turned her gaze away.
“Sit!!” her door.
“Miss!!”
“Why don't you want to sit down, is this sofa not good?” tanyakanya.
“Your face is less friendly with me,” replied Yeri.
“You what?” asked Arga without looking at her direction.
“You look at me, I want to see if you cry?”
Arga frowned the more he went inside, he was confused how could Yeri know that he was sad.
“No need to know!!”
“I want to know,” Yeri tried to see Arga's face, but Arga kept twisting her body as Yeri approached her and stood in front of her.
Yeri pulls Arga's left arm. “Ih... You why, I just want to see for a moment;”
“Don't touch me!!” Arga brushed off Yeri's hand.
“Oke. I'm gonna go. Cancel our agreement,” threatened Yeri, folding her two hands to her chest, while throwing her eyes in the opposite direction.
Arga looked at Yeri's face, her two eyes intertwined. They stared at each other fiercely. Like the scent of a fight is going to happen. Arga moved her legs closer and closer, she grabbed Yeri's wrist, pulling her into her arms, with her left hand holding her slender waist.
The deg!
The deg!
Yeri's heart was beating uncontrollably, the gusts of anapsnta smekain were tight, Arga's eyes were getting sharper towards her, her beautiful face was starting to turn pale.
What's he gonna do? Why do I feel so comfortable with him?
“Open you want to stare into my two words?” tanya Arga, holding Yeri's right hand, gripped her tightly, with the approaching face only 4 fingers away from Yeri's face.
Vina bends into her two tanga to wipe Arga's chest which suddenly sticks to her later.
“Do not move!!” whispered Arga, the more tightly the woman's body, holding Yeri's hand holding Arga's back.
“A-what is... You do?” her question was nervous, raising her head to look at Arga's face that was much taller than her.
Arga glued her body more and more in her warm embrace, the fingers of her right hand gently rubbed Yeri's face, do not move too much. I know if you're nervous" whispered Arga, her distinctive soft hoarse voice making her body tremble. His passion as a woman was suddenly attracted as if like a magnet who wanted to continue to stick to the opposite sex.
His heart trembled, feeling every soft touch of a male handcuffs in front of him.
“Why are you keeping me interested?”
Yeri blinked her eyes, not understanding what the man in front of her was. The woman pushes Arga's body away from her. “According to the agreement, it is forbidden to touch me,” he said, while rubbing his entire body into the arms of Arga.
In the process there is no prohibition against me touching you. But you can't touch me,"
Yeri raised her head, to her two grins frowning in ignorance, “What is your majsud?” sigh Yeri.
Arga pulls the corner of her thin lips, “You're my woman now. So you do what you say. If you want your father to heal quickly. If not, go away. And I'll make sure if your father won't recover,”
Yeri raised her hand, as if wanting to slap Arga in the face, and only in reply with two eyes pulled up by Arga.
“Ih... You... Arghh...” Yeri clucked in annoyance, he slammed his hands roughly down. “Be careful if you dare to approach him, or touch my father, even hurt him. I won't hesitate to hurt you too,”
Yeri gnashed her teeth, while grunting in annoyance, holding back the anger that wanted so badly to come out.
“Do as you please,” said Arga put both his hands in his pants pocket, and walked away with his typical steps that look very cool when viewed from behind.
Tuh.. People are very lazy. Why do I feel like he should be checked out by his psychiatric doctor. Yeri's murmured pulled her lips cynically.
“Eh... Bentar! Why did he leave me alone. Where am I going now?” tanyanya panic.
“You wife Arga,” typical voice of a middle-aged woman is clearly heard behind her, suddenly Yeri turned her body back.
“Sorry! You who?” ask Yeri lirih.
“I oma Arga, forgive my most recalcitrant grandson. She was like that, rarely close to women,” Oma said walking closer to Yeri, reaching into her two hands.
Emmm... So Arga was just living with his omanya, but where's his sister? That guy must be here too. He murmured in his heart.
“Udah come in, oma has prepared a room for you and Arga. And all your clothes are also ready.” said Oma guiding Yeri walking towards her room, right on the second floor.
“Am I one room with... Arga?” tanyanya doubt.
“Iya, clear. Not you husband and wife. Although there is no official wedding ceremony is not a problem. Provided you are a legal husband and wife,” Oma smiles happily, hearing if her child is married. Although he didn't see the wedding.
Oma is very kind, but why did the man lie to Oma. What if you knew that I never married her granddaughter.
“I can't be like this, can't!!” yeri said a little loudly.
“You mean?” ask oma.
Yeri scrunched her face embarrassed, ooh!!! what did I say!!
“Emm... I mean earlier, I might not be able to stay in this luxurious room Oma,” said Yeti reasoned.
“Have nothing to say. This is your new room. Arga has told me a lot about you. Your finger doesn't care about your status. As long as Ima heard the granddaughter of married oma was happy,” he said rubbing Yeri's back.
“Iya, oma but what this room is not too big bolts me,” asked, walking with light steps to his two eyeballs sparkling instantly saw such a spacious room, so, even 4 times his own room at home.
“This is a room specially designed Arga for his wife later. Because you are his wife. Oma asked you to sleep here,” Oma walked over to Yeri, and whispered to her.
“Oma also ask if you guys soon have grandchildren,”
“WHAT? CHILD?” His two eyes instantly opened wide, as if his eyeballs were about to jump out of his skeleton Yeri gulped his saliva roughly. Putting his two lips inside, while hissing softly.