A Paid Wife
first meeting

Brakkk…

The woman, who was beautiful on her bicycle, hit a car that suddenly stopped parking on the side of the road, he who was too hasty was not aware of the sight of his eyes when the car suddenly stopped right in front of him while wanting to cross the road.

Bruukkk…

He fell into the bushes. Clothes that were originally neat clean, now look dirty exposed to grass that still looks wet. Because it just rained this morning. And left his mark on the ground and bushes.

“Shuitt... Damn me today!!” Yeri continued to curse unclear.

Pyukk.

“Arrggtt!!” yeri shouted, shaking her hand, until the splash of water hit the black mibil in front of her. He stood up with a red face. His jaw groaning with teeth began to bully, flames of anger started to spread all over his body. He immediately banged on the door of the pitch-black car.

“Woy... get out of you! Who's inside, help you get out. I'm holding it accountable.” umpat Yeri.

Eh... hold the responsibility? Me, I'm not pregnant. Change his words.

Yeri began to focus angrily again, now sharpening her eyes. With emotions starting to overflow.

“Master, mbak, or mas, grandpa, grandma, sir, buk, that inside. Please out!! Don't you see my clothes are dirty..”

Brakk…

“Comeout!! Look at my broken bicycle it's all because of your fancy car”

“Come out!!” Yeri continued to curse furiously without heed at all. But he didn't give up.

Everyone who passed by looked at him confused. Staring at the woman who was suddenly angry at the owner of the luxury car.

“Brakk... Do you have hearing loss?”

“I know inside there are people.. and I want you to take responsibility now, come out!” the woman kept knocking on her car glass getting louder.

Maybe the car owner could not stand the unrelenting chatter from Yeri. Syara was like a bomb that immediately erupted when heard. He slowly opened the windshield, a very cold looking man, with black glasses covering his eyes.

“What's up? Do you want compensation?” ask the man jutek.

Yeri frowned

An indemnity? How can I compensate? Work alone is only limited to paid women who accompany men for dating. He started why am I the one with the damages?

The handsome face is now clearly visible, with a level body like a model. He dreams of all the women who see him will surely melt.

“He is very handsome..” his murmur is unemployed of the man.

A very handsome man in a black suit and a sharp look really got me hooked, but his face looked cold and stiff with no expression on his face.

The woman stretched her hand forward hoping that the handsome man in front of her helped her stand up, she put on a seductive sweet face. The man turned his face away but caring about Yeri, he just threw a slip of a check for her and left without any mercy at all.

Angel stood up, as if plucking out the words that had idled the handsome face of the man earlier.

“Basic has no heart! I've made me fall twice, dirty clothes and my bedsheets..Aaah, my bedsheets are also broken again, but she just loves me the paper.” decak annoyed Yeri. With both hands flipping through the paper.

“Do not until the paper is scuffed, dirty, even torn,” he said last

Yeri didn't care what the man said. He looked at the small paper in great detail, his eyes widened instantly, when he knew how much nominal was written on the small paper.

“100 jt !!” muttering in a tone of disbelief, Yeri gulped her saliva many times relieving her dry throat. He also did not stop blinking his eyes in disbelief.

Early in the morning the pesky crucifixion or the windfall this time. Maybe it's a lucky day for me, getting this much money. How to raise this money. It's just a piece of paper.

Yeri who kept daydreaming, thinking about how the paper can be made real money, until she forgot the man in front of her who had gone to drive her car very fast left her alone.

“Ah... let it... the important thing is that he has compensated!!” yeri muttered to his feet.

The woman didn't want to stay there long. He headed to the restaurant. Where will he interview.

****

Arrive at a restaurant that is not so big. All eyes looked at him.

A woman's clothes were very shabby, even her clothes from top to bottom looked very tangled, looking like they had never been ironed at all. Black shoes that now do not look black, can even be said to be gray. The hair in one pigtail but still very messy strands of his hair drifted everywhere, and the clothes were full of patches of recycled fabric splits. And a short span skirt in black does not look black, like a dirty stain all over the skirt.

All eyes festering at her, she is so beautiful but the way of dressing is so tacky, and the village. Especially if you meet men, you must be very disgusted to see it. But if she make up must be different again opinion of men when they see it.

The woman walked into the restaurant to find a suitable job. He is very smart in terms of talking to woo customers and others. This time with steps filled with excitement. He hopes that he can be accepted and start working later.

He desperately needed money, for his daily life and his father who was lying limp in the hospital. To pay for college and hospital. Her job as a paid date wasn't enough for her father's hospital expenses. One job is not enough for her life either. He looks for part-time work every day. Although always rejected but he remains enthusiastic and trying.