A Paid Wife
Stares not like

"Today, you can go where you are. You can shop for your money!" said Arga.

"Me?" Yeri slit her eyes. The index finger of his right hand pointed at his own face.

"I didn't hear wrong, did I?" ask Yeri to make sure.

"No!" said Arga.

"Can I get Temenin Gio to go shopping?"

"You want to date her?" ask Arga. He slowly approached Yeri. Looking at Yeri's eyes was very tight.

"Remember, don't ever talk about anything in this house about your work. If my parents knew, they would be angry!"

"Why indeed?" ask Yeri. He returned Arga's eyes. Pulling both eyebrows. Take one step closer. With both hands closed.

"You're scared if they know who I am?"

"Remember our agreement. Don't act rashly. If you act rashly, I will not hesitate to hurt you. Remember that!" firmly Arga. Emphasize his voice with emotional tones.

"So the rules are in this house. Don't make your own rules. It's not that you're a woman that I don't mean to hurt you" Arga said. His reddened face restrained his anger at Yeri.

Arga let out his breath. "Okay, okay, I'll keep everything a secret. Don't worry." Yeri patted Arga's shoulder twice.

"Don't be too tense, just relax. Enjoy our game. I'll act well, baby." seduced Yeri. While flirting teases.

Yeri acted well this time. He blinked one of his eyes. With gemulai body. Tease the Arga that is in front of him. Yeri touched Arga's chin.

Arga held the arm of Yeri's hand above her head. Preventing him from touching it further. "Don't tease me!" Arga clutched his arm tightly.

Yeri laughed a little. "Russia, Arga. Don't be so pious, you don't remember how you treated me in public. How about a party at your house. You humiliated me in front of everyone!" said Yeri. He pulled the corner of the lip. Staring strangely at Arga.

"Why do you seem to forget, Mr. Arga." Yeri pulled both of her eyelids up together. You know, you and I are different. You from above. While I'm just an ordinary woman. A poor boy who has nothing. "

"I'm doing this job. If I don't need the money. There's no way I'm selling my own pride. All for my father's recovery. And, you dare to play me." said Yeri. He's moving closer. It is only one step from Arga.

"Remember, Mr. Arga. Don't be a snob, deh. I'm not going with you either. Do not sell expensive. You are just as cheap! Besides, who started first forced me to marry you, did you forget? Or, I'll remind everyone back."

Arga slowly released Yeri's hand. Dropped his hand. He just sighed. Turn away his eyes indifferent.

"I've hired you according to what you asked for."

"And you forced me. Begging for a show I want to," Yeri said. As if reminding everything.

"I remember how I did it" said Arga. Yeri slammed her eyes.

"Do what?" asked Yeri who suddenly had her mind blank. He doesn't know what Arga said.

Arga held Yeri's head with both hands. Pull it closer. A gentle kiss of a few seconds landed on Yeri's tiny lips. Both of Yeri's eyes were perfectly wide. The two eyes looked very close to Arga's eyes. His breath was pitted against each other.

"What are you doing!" Yeri pushes Arga's body.

"Isn't that what you want?" ask Arga.

Yeri complicates the tip of her eye. "What did you say?" said Yeri.

"From now you've been talking about the past. Just tell me if you want that" said Arga.

Yeri rubbed her lips with the back of her hand.

"Udah, I'm leaving!" Yeri tries to find a reason to get away from Arga. Yeri pushed Arga's shoulder that blocked her path.

"Why? I can go with the driver." asked Yeri.

"Udah, don't take it. Now we're leaving." Arga grabbed Yeri's arm.

"Where?" ask Yeri confused.

"Buy the needs you need. indeed you do not want to change the appearance. Remember, you're Ceo's wife. Must look neat. Elegant, and well-groomed. Don't be like this."

"Why does it have to be like that?" ask Yeri. "I have to go with you. I never wanted to go with you either." Yeri. Pulling the corners of her thin lips.

"Where's the money, I can go alone."

Arga was silent. He did not want to argue with her. Arga pulled Yeri's hand out of her room immediately. It just so happens that Mama Arga has not left her social gathering as usual.

"Eh.. Wait!" Mama Arga stopped their steps. Yeri stared strangely at the middle-aged woman who looked so fashionable. Share more of it. Yeri blinked her eyes a few times.

Mama Arga was silent. He frowned. Staring from the end of his feet to the end of his daughter-in-law's head. The gaze of those eyes narrowed With a thin smile mocking Yeri's appearance.

"What are you doing, Arga. You married her? ask mama Arga.

"Why did you marry a woman like this. What did your mommy friends say. What if they see his appearance. Jeez.." Mama Arga looks so sultry. He breathed a few times.

"Arga, you can't change his appearance. But, at least it doesn't embarrass me." said Arga.

"Why should you be ashamed?" ask Yeri.

"Tante, I can look like a aunt. Even more beautiful I am."

"Are you pretty too?"

"My brain isn't as pretty as aunty. But, my heart is beautiful. Don't look at people from the cover. The title can be ugly. But, the contents inside were full of life meaning!" yeri said pulling one of her eyebrows mocking Mama Arga.

Mama Arga was silent. He could only swallow her. Staring sharply at Yeri. "You dare with me?" tanyakanya.

"I don't talk to older people. I appreciate you. But, if you can't appreciate me as a aunt's daughter-in-law. Why do I appreciate you."

"Mama better go," pinta Arga.

"You're kicking mama out?" ask Arga.

"Yes, why?" ask Arga. He looked at his mother.

Arga let out his breath. "Sorry!" arga lirih.

Mama Arga rounded her lips. He was surprised by the answer from his beloved son.

"Gosh, what are you saying? You're brave with mama just for standing up for this woman."

"Mama, Arga won't argue. There's a lot of business!" Arga again pulled Yeri's hand to leave immediately from there.

Arga walked to the car that had been prepared right in front of the door by the driver. Arga opened the door for Yeri. Put him in by himself. And, immediately Arga ran around the front of the car. Get in the car. He deliberately drives himself accompanying Yeri.

**

"Tomorrow, my cousin's sister is coming. You should be acting nice to her. Moreover, she brought her future husband. Maybe it'll stay for a few days."

"His girlfriend too?" ask Yeri.