A Paid Wife
Arga's annoying nature

Next day.

Yeri who had woken up first, she moved towards the bathroom. Soak her body in a bath with warm water. This is the first time in him bathing with warm water while sitting and enjoying the warm water.

“What will this last long?” muttered Yeri, smiling faintly.

Looks like I should enjoy the fun of living here. Before the agreement is completed. And I can be free later. Yeri Muttered.

Ckleek…

The sound of the door opening instantly made Yeri wake up. He stood up with a surprised face trying to find his towel

“Who is it?” ask Yeri.

I haven't been able to get the towel. One had already entered and stood right in front of him.

“You?” Arga who suddenly entered just like that. Instantly gulped his saliva as it meliaht Yeri's smooth body.

“Basic pervert, pa yabg kamy do inside, quickly go!” yeri shouted, grabbing the towel covering her body.

“Sungong seduces,” muttered Arga. Walk towards Yeri.

“Do not approach, know I will flush you;”

“Siram only,” Arga increasingly run loose.

“I said don't come near,”

“Why?”

Yeri took the water to flush it towards Arga.

Arga just smiled cynically, grabbed Yeri's hand, pulling her roughly out of the bath clock.

“Do not be rude, dong!” sindir Yeri, rubbing his hand that feels pain due to the tight grip of Arga's hand.

“Don't think I'm tempted with your body. Remember don't approach me one bit,” insists Arga.

Yeri growled in annoyance, clenching into her two hands. “Ih. Perverted brain!” yeri is upset.

With her face still irritated, Yeri picked up her clothes and prepared to leave immediately. Today she wants to go to meet someone and ask him to meet her father. He had an appointment from the beginning with his girlfriend.

Finish dressing yourself up. Yeri went out first. He's trying to find a way out of this safe house without anyone else knowing.

And Arga who had finished Bathing also immediately prepared to go to the office. Finished wearing a dark black suit with his black shoes and black velana, his full outfit to the office. He walked out of his room without even thinking where Yeri was now.

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“Arga, oma want to talk to you,” call oma who is sitting on the sofa staring at Arga.

Arga who just came out of his room. Approaching the oma who was sitting alone.

“What's up, oma?” ask Arga.

“Oma want to give you something,” Oma stood up, she grabbed Arga's hand giving her a medicine.

“What's this, oma?” ask Arga confused.

"Drug, I want you to have a relationship with Yeri immediately. Oma wants a grandchild.

“Uhuk... Uhuk..” instantaneously Arga choked on his own spit. Hearing his oma's words.

“Oma, but Arga is still a lot of work,” said Arga evasive.

“Work is no problem. Oma wants you to go to Bali tomorrow. Oma has prepared all lodging there,”

“What?”

“People just want to go home from there can be happy. If Yeri is pregnant,”

Arga gulped his saliva roughly, he rolled his eyes trying to find where Yeri was. I haven't seen him at all.

“But, oma...”

“Udah keep the medicine well. Oma sure the drug is sure, top cer..” said his omana brandished his two thumbs, while smiling seductively.

“Oya, oma. Sorry Arga had to go there work,” said Arga hurriedly left. Actually he was just pretending that oma was not talking too much to him.

“Basic young people today are told to fast honeymoon. Love to procrastinate.” said oma Arga, shaking her head looking at Arga's back who had walked away.

Bruukk…

Arga's burly body bumped into a woman in front of him in sexy clothes walking hurriedly out of her house. With a swift hand caught the woman's waist, bringing her body closer into her warm embrace.

“Yeri?”

Yeri grimaces, “Hehe... Arga, sorry!” he said he was trying to get off Arga's hand. Instead of releasing Yeri, Arga increasingly pulled her slender waist into her body.

“Where are you going?” whispered Arga right in her right ear.

Yeri swallowed his saliva. In vain had he tried to move his feet slowly through the back door. But it's also been discovered.

“Do you want to escape?” asked Arga, pulling his two eyebrows up

“Eh... I.. Stt... Em....”.

“Oya.. I want to go to my friend's house,” said Yeri reasoned.

“Who?”

“Means?”

“What is your friend's name? And does he not work?”

“Eh... My friend's name is..” Yeri tried to twist her brain. Find a reason for his friend's name. He remembered someone who had been close to him.

“Oya... Liando!” emphatically.

“Liando Subastian, owner of Ando group. Dak she's a child who is still sheltering behind the backs of her parents,” Arga immediately makes Yeri widen her eyes in disbelief.

How could he know? Is he Ando's friend? Or he's got a spy to keep an eye on me. Ih.

Yeri shuddered amusedly, imagining Arga being so over her.

“Why are you silent? Do you have a relationship with him?”

“He's my girlfriend?” firmly Yeri pulled her two eyebrows upwards defiantly

Arga chuckled small. “You're dating him? Did I not hear wrong? Isn't she a female maniac?” said Arga with you up and down, bring her face closer, rough breathing Arga as if flowing right on her cheek into her veins. Making should instantly feel the flow of electricity piercing his heart upon hearing his words.

“If you don't believe, come with me!!” Arga let go of her arms, pulling Yeri's hand out of her house and into the parked car in front of her house.

Arga opens the car door, pushing Yeri's body inside.

“Sit idly! Don't ask much?” arga firmly, shut the door of his car. Running around inward. And sitting next to Yeri who was involved confused by his suddenly angry nature was unclear.

“What are you doing red cross?” ask Yeri.

Arga turned his head, furrowing his brows in confusion. “What is a red cross?” ask Arga.

“That's red-red,”

“What's red-red, your color mean?”

Yeri breathed in frustration. “Haduh... Dear Mr Arga, do you, do not know the red cross?”

“Don't joke with me. What does the red cross mean,” said Arga increasingly upset. His face was still flat without a smile on his lips.

Yeri brought her face closer. Make Arga pull her body back.

“What will you do?” ask Arga.

“Who would tease you too. Just chill. You're not my taste, Mr. Arga.” Yeri pulled Arga's hand so that her body approached her.

“You know what red cross?”

“Iya, what?”

“Come months for women. Usually, women come in months of rage. Just like you,” explained Yeri, instantly making Arga wrinkle her face.

“Emang you think I'm a woman,” replied Arga kentus.

“Basic can not be invited to joke,” umpat annoyed Yeri, folding into his two hands on his chest with his annoyed lips staring forward.

Arga started running his car. He glanced at Yeri. Shaking his head slowly.