A Paid Wife
To the club?

"Where are we going?" ask Yeri to make sure.

"Later you know, now you better shut up. Don't talk too much." Pekik Arga's. He refocused on starting his car engine.

Yeri looked towards Arga. Even though he was so cold, but at least he cared about him. "Don't look at me like that. Now it's better, you put on that seat belt."

Yeri mencoba mengatur napasnya. Sejak kapan, ia juga tidak tahu. Tubuhnya semakin gemetar hebat. Dia gugup, atau malu? Bahkan dia sendiri tidak tahu. Apa yang terjadi padanya. Seakan itu bukan dirinya yang sebenarnya. Baru pertama kali dalam hidup Yeri. Dia gugup jika bersanding dengan laki-laki. Di setiap pekerjaannya yang harus dekat bahkan bermesraan dengan laki-laki tak segugup ini.

This experience confused him. What he is feeling. Yeri gripped the end of her skirt.

Maybe it's because I haven't eaten yet, so I'm nervous. Think positively. I can't possibly like him either. I'm hungry, I haven't eaten yet. Yeri murmured in her heart. He smiled back.

"Wear the seat belt, yours now."

Yeri broke her daydream. He looked towards Arga. He was a little confused at first. Trying to digest what Arga said.

"Safety belt? Whereabouts? Nothing," Yeri turned her body to the right and to the left. He was so nervous. His two hands were shaking. When he tried to get his seat belt.

"It's quiet now!" Arga moved, he immediately allowed the seat belt to cross on Yeri's body. Arga occasionally looks for opportunities on Yeri, looking at the beautiful face of the woman up close.

Maybe that's what's on his mind right now. Yeri is so annoying. And a little bit of a village. Just got nervous.

"Say if you want to get close to me." muttered Arga to two eyes Yeri wide open.

"Wait!" yeri said, he held Arga's arm. Make the man stop his movement. He stared at Yeri with a confused look.

Their two eyes were fixed on each other, locked, and clashed with each other. Yeri was holding her chest. His heart beat faster than usual. His heart's jumbled. Either happy, or hate, or he's upset.

The sharp eyes were so piercing his heart. He melted his once strong heart. Yeri immediately swallowed her saliva. Trying to catch his breath back. A small air hissing came out from her tiny lips.

"What should I do." said Yeri

"You deliberately teased me."

I don't know since when Arga's face was so close in front of him. Not just close anymore.. His body almost stuck. Yeri who was nervous spontaneously tried to pull her body backwards. Just remember, he was sitting. He could not avoid the body of the man in front of him.

What.... What is this? Why heart? Is my heart in trouble? Or I used to have a heart history. His eyes are very much with me.. Oh.. Lord, save me in this position. I can't take it anymore.

Yeri closed her eyes, scrunched her face, her body trembling in fear.

"What's wrong?" asked Arga, pinching Yeri's chin.

"What are you doing?" ask Yeri annoyed.

"I told you. Don't look at me too much. If you like me. I also bothered. "

"Why bother?"

Arga let out his breath. "Because you're so troublesome."

"At least I could be better, right. I'm not bothering you too much."

"Sit down!" Arga sat down again. Start driving his car out of the apartment parking lot.

"Don't take me far."

"I'll take you to the sea. Throw it in there!" canda Arga's.

"Dispose? To sea?" yeri's face looked very panicked at once. He pulled his body towards him.

"I can't swim." muttered Yeri, bowed, clenching her lips like a child.

"I didn't tell you to swim" said Arga. He smiled faintly holding back the laughter that wanted to come out of his lips.

"Thus he said he wanted to throw me away? If you throw me into the sea, at least I learned to swim first. To stay safe." Canda Yeri, smile thinly.

Arga smiled forcefully.

"Udah, now you just shut up. Onion."

"Okay, I'm quiet. But remember not to drive the car. I still don't have a boyfriend."

Arga glanced sharply at Yeri. This time he was really confused by what Yeri said. He always makes her growl, you weirdo!

"I didn't ask you if you have children or not, you have a boyfriend or not.What is important is that now, you are my girlfriend." Arga said. "Now it's better to just shut up."

"OK I'm quiet, so don't talk to me."

Almost half an hour's drive. Yeri was silent, her mouth locked tightly. And not open at all. His eyes were fixed on the car glass, staring at the outside scenery. Sometimes he did not want to see Arga's face at all. Not angry, but according to his orders. If he looks at her, it always feels like he's talking to her. If it is like this, he can be quiet.

"Yeri.." call Arga.

Yeri who heard it, she just kept quiet. Not opening his mouth at all.

"Yerin….."

Arga looks very angry. Not with Yeri. He looks very relaxed. Don't care about Arga at all. He just fizzed slowly, pulling his two eyebrows up.

"What did you say to me?" tanya Arga started the conversation first.

Yeri who was still silent made Arga growl. He took a deep breath trying to calm himself.

"Have it, if you don't want to answer. Now it's better to get down. I don't want to talk to statues." Arga has slowed down the speed of his car preparing to go down.

Heard Arga's anger. Not that he spoke immediately. Yeri looks to roll my eyeballs first, slightly staring strangely at Arga.

What is this why? Has he forgotten what he said? Or maybe he lost his memory. No problem if you lose your memory. Better that way.

"Eh... You, have a mouth, right? Or maybe the mouth cannot be opened? Or can you talk no more?" angry Arga.

Yeri slashed one of her eyes. "Eh.. You forgot, you asked me to shut up and now you're telling me to talk." yeri yelled, not to be blamed. He tried to defend himself. Than the cold man continued to be indistinctly angry at him. It felt like slapping his face. Yeah, giving her a hand on her cheek seems like it's better.

Yeri grunted annoyedly. "Pulling Yeri's hand looked at her getting closer. Without saying much, Arga kissed her lips. Then kiss his neck. Making the woman go silent stiffly, her body was eager to refuse. But his hands and feet could not resist him. Yeri touched her lips. The kiss was still felt on his lips.

"Your lips upset me, better now. Don't you talk to me again."

Ye. Who's talking to him. He was the one who asked me to talk. All men are weird, just like you. Just piss off, just.

Yeri rolled her eyes lazily, ignoring Arga's words. As if he didn't care what he said anymore.

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Arriving at the destination, Yeri went down and after Arga down later. Both eyes of Yeri. Surprised at the sight of a nightclub in front of him.

"This? We're going to come here?" ask Yeri to make sure.

Arga just kept quiet, nodding his head slowly. He walked in first. Leaving a beautiful woman who was still hesitant to enter. How did he get into the club again. Maybe yesterday's thing before he knew her was repeated again.

"Now am I coming in or not? What if I don't come in? Later him? What if he was with another woman? I can't imagine? If joggers with other women." muttered Yeri, scratching his back head that feels not itchy. He tries to stay relaxed.

"What do you want, why do you look so innocent, Yeri. It's not the first time you've been to a nightclub. At least I should see him, with the ladies or not. Yeri took a deep breath, and she was ready to step her foot into the nightclub.

All eyes were on him. Yeri was just silent, downcast, not afraid, for some reason since marriage. He doesn't like going to nightclubs anymore. Yeah, even if he knows, anyway. If the marriage is temporary.

"Hey.. It's pretty…"

"You look so sexy, baby." Some guy looks at her body with a dirty look. Not a few who teased him, trying to pierce his body.

"Don't touch me!" pekik Yeri's.

"Why?" tanyakanya. They are not jera. The mottled noses were closing in on him, getting closer. And start teasing him again. Touching shirt. Her sexy body made the male eyes look at her dirty. A slender belly with a filled chest makes him look perfectly in a woman's eyes.

"Don't touch me," Yeri continued to dismiss the hands of the striped-nose men. He stared hard at her. It was not that it stopped the men from getting more ferocious to tease him.

Arga walked in with light steps, pushing one of the male bodies that blocked his path to stare at Yeri. Arga grabbed Yeri's hand, pulling her away from the unsettling mobs of bristles.

"Eh.. That's Arga, right? Better not look for him." said one of the seductresses.

"Don't you dare disturb him. She is my wife." Arga choked.

"I'm sorry, I thought he was alone. Pardon me! I just found out, if she's your wife."

Arga was just silent, pulling the corners of her thin lips. He walked towards a bar, and ordered several drinks at once.

"What do you want to drink?" ask Arga.

Every step Yeri unceasingly stared at Arga. He's very considerate but his cuteness can't be lost.

"Anything?"

Ah. What I said earlier. Not that he knows I like to drink. Until he finds out. I can die if I get drunk in front of him.