A Paid Wife

A Paid Wife
The request Yeri said.


“Eh... Bentar, why.you bring me here?” ask Yeri confused. He got out of his car with a look of eyes loading looking around him. A very large office. With the employees who were already standing at the entrance welcoming the arrival of a young ceo.


“Follow me,” Arga pull Yeri's arm.


“I have business. Want to go first,” said Yeri reasoned. He's trying to leave.


“Engga! You come with me first,”


“Welcome, mr.”


“Welcome,”


The Arga officials all bowed. Welcomed arrival.


"Yes, " answered Arga briefly, pulling Yeri's arm inside. The servants looked at Yeri with confused gazes, some were looking at him dislikefully. Yeri tried to smile kindly in front of them.


“Don't smile a lot, do they need your smile?” the word Direction instantly made Yeri speechless.


“What's the reason?” he said, pulling his arm, stopping his steps.


“I don't want to go,” he said annoyed, like a little kid who was sulking. Yeri folds into her two arms crossed, with her lips slightly manyun.


“Weird basis,”


“If it's weird, why do you want to be my wife,” said loudly Yeri, instantly making apra the passing employee staring at him.


No Arga officials knew that Arga was married. Even if only pretending. Rumors began to occur among the officers.


Arga held onto Yeri's arm, gripping her tightly. “Aw--” Yeri stubs.


“Why are you rude with women;” umpat pissed Yeri.


“Don't talk in the office. If you don't want anything to happen with your father,” whispered Arga threatening.


Yeri grunted annoyedly. I really want him to be angry. But he remembered about his father could only make him have to remain patient. Yeri took her breath in deep. Then take it out slowly. Feeling already relieved, he raised his head to look at Arga's face which looked very scary, making Yeri gulp his saliva roughly. He folded his two hands again over his chest.


“OK, Alright... I'm silent!” Yeri pulled the corner of her thin lips. With a look in all directions.


“Do not dare mess with me,” threatened again.


“Good... young master!” yeri replied softly in a mocking tone.


“Now come with me,” invite Arga.


“Miss,”


“Come no?”


“Now!”


“Why are you like a child,”


“I do not care, anyways I do not want to go to your office.” said Yeri raised his voice, when he saw the employees staring at him confused. Yeri immediately closed her mouth tightly.


“Udah hunted road,” snapped Arga.


“I said no, yes, no!” yeri firmly insisted.


Feeling irritated, Arga lifts Yeri's body, Alan bridal style goes at a rapid pace.


“What are you doing? Lower me... Arga... Lower me!” decak upset Yeri did not stop hitting the chest of Arga's field. But still Arga's face looks very flat, as if Yeri's punch is nothing.


Arga walked into the elevator. Notya put Yeri down. He remained adamant about lifting Yeri's body without letting her feet touch the floor


“Let me down!” said Yeri.


“Why are you quiet, put me down..”.


“Be quiet!” snapped Arga. Instantly made Yeri's mouth shut for a moment. His face looks so scary. It's worse than seeing a hungry lion. He could only remain silent, with his body and heart not stopping to tremble.


Damn why should I submit to this man. Why do I follow what he says. Yeri murmured in her heart.


Yeri turned her face away, trying to avoid Arga's sharp gaze that seemed to stab her in the heart.


“Do not stare like that,” Yeri said.


“Why?”


“I didn't ask you like it or not. Here my territory so whatever all my decisions. I don't know if I'm staring hard at you, I don't care. And you must not think much protest.” explained Arga, looking down at Yeri. Their two eyes were fixed on each other.


His gaze why made my heart so soft. Actually he's very handsome. But what is power. I can't do anything anymore. His nature pisses me off.


Open elevator. Arga immediately went out to the room that had written a small nameplate on his doorstep ‘ceo Arga’. Arga opened slowly with his feet. And put his feet into the room so brushed.


Yeri first entered the work room of a ceo. He could only stare in amazement as the breadth of Arga's workroom.


“Do you want to carry me on?” yeri asked, pulling her two eyebrows up.


“Neg,”


“Then put me down,”


"Arga took Yeri's body down, making the girl fall to the floor.


"Aw-- "


“Sick!” yeri moans, rubbing her butt that feels tingling in the making.


“Do you can not put me down well,” Arga pretentiously indifferent to Yeri, an up sitting in his work chair.


“Open you asked to be dropped,” said Arga. “Mistake part itself does not say that the surih slowly lower it.”


“Ih... base neyebelin,” decak upset Ywri, while grimacing in pain.


“Aw---my ass hurts,” muttered Yeri, without any care at all by Arga.


Yeri smiled in her heart. As if he had a way to pit his ackting.


“Aw— is sick... Ouch.. Pain, need to be taken to this hospital.” Yeri tried to bring out various styles of pain, still not in the rubric by Arga.


“Aduhh... Pain!!” groaning, grimacing in pain, Yeri narrowed her eyes to see Arga who still did not care. He grabbed the file map in front of him. Then opened it without another word coming out of her lips.


It's a brazen rock, anyway. I know wrong. I don't want to help. No more apologies. Just watch. I won't stay silent.


“If you feel sick, it is better to suck. And get out of my room. Then ask for help employees take you to the hospital.” said Arga without staring at Yeri. His eyes were still fixed on the document.


“Indeed I ngesot,” decak pissed Yeri.


“If you want to be a suspect is okay. Part of why you are still there, quickly stand.”


“Miss,”


“Serah,”


“Do you have no intention to help me stand,”


“Now!” answer flat Arga, close his document. And throw him in front of his desk.


“Sit there don't move.”


“Ih... basic ngeselin..” umpat annoyed Yeri, stood up, while holding his waist and butt that still hurts.


“Tuh, can stand alone. Don't be spoiled,” umpat Arga.


Yeri clenched her hands, growling in annoyance. It was as if he wanted to raise his calluses to Arga's head.


Tik…


The sound of knocking on the door, made Yeri pull her hand again. Hiding his fist behind his back.


“What do you do?”


Yeri rolled her eyes, with small whistling lips. “gak did nothing,” replied Yeri.


“There are guests, tuh!”


“Excuse me, sir there is a guest!”


“Log in!”


The sound of the door opening, instantly made Yeri immediately run to sit on the sofa. It was as if the pain had suddenly disappeared. His eyes widened at the sight of who was coming.