A Paid Wife
Oma angry?

"Sir, today's meeting is over. And do you want to see Yeri?" ask Jun. Trying to remind his master. Jun knew from then on that his master was thinking about something. But he doesn't want to talk about what he thinks. He seems embarrassed.

"Well, where is he now" asked Arga

"Open him in the oma company?" june replied, staring at Arga.

"Yes, sorry I forgot. Oh, yep! Please finish everything. I'm going to go now." Arga got up from his seat. Walking over to Jun who was still standing down. Dare not look at his old man. He really felt very scared if his old man suddenly got angry at him. Because it's a habit Arga is always angry when there is a problem.

"Where's mister?" ask Jun.

"It's none of your business, but I want to be alone" said Arga a little jutek. Jun's face immediately bowed twice.

Jun knew, it seemed like his old man was still a problem. And he doesn't want to talk much anymore. What matters now is that he is healthy, and he is not reckless anymore. As before who always drank, even though Jun knew his old man was rarely drinking.

"Good, sir. But please don't drink." Jun lowered his head.

Arga chuckled small. "Jun, what's wrong with you? Anyone who wants to drink during the day gini." Arga moved his legs closer to Jun, patting him on the shoulder. And whispered softly. "I drink water, if not, how dehydrated am I?"

"Sorry, sir. It was the max of drinking alcohol." Jun muttered his head down the umpteenth time.

"Don't look down too much, Jun. I'm not the monster you should be afraid of."

"Just calm down, I won't. Drinking alcohol." said Arga patting Jun's shoulder twice. Then his feet went away leaving Jun who was still standing bowed in his room. After the sound of the door closing, and Arga had already walked out of his room. Just then Jun turned his head, and came out of his room.

Arga walked out of the office. Heading to a car park.

"If until my sister messes around, watch out. I snare her head. In part why also he took the start to get Yeri." grumbled Arga, then get into his car. Turn on the engine of his car, and immediately drove at speed through the highway.

Arga looked towards the road in front of him. It felt. I don't know why his mind got messed up like this. Not calm, and suddenly also always into the mind of the woman.

"Drr.r.tt…"

The sound of the mobile phone shaking made Arga stop his car on the shoulder of the road. He took the cell phone in his pocket. "Who else is on the phone, why is he always bothering." murmured Arga. His originally lazy face picked up his phone. Instantly he was wide-eyed when he saw the incoming call from the oma.

"Why does he always bother me? Was he on purpose?" muttering Arga, he sighed in frustration. Then turned his face for a moment. He tried to think, in lift or not, if not in lift must be angry? if raised, must also be angry.

Arga closed his eyes, he kept his phone away from his ear. Before the bomb goes off. His two eyes frowned glancing at his phone from afar. Then he started taking phone calls.

"Hopefully no more bombs will be detonated on the hangers." Arga hardened the volume a little.

"ARGAAAAAAAA.." yelled oma-nyaa from behind the phone.

Tuh, right. I just raised his screams to make people hear dead hangers.

"Oma, can't you speak a little slowly.remember the age of the oma," replied Arga.

"Oma's young, don't tell old oma."

Emm.. Young why his hair is white, besides his skin can not be fastened anymore. Her body is fragile too. Oma there-is-is-nothing." murmured lirih Arga. With a slightly mocking tone.

"What did you say?" peek Oma raised her voice again. Instantly Arga who was originally relaxed, he closed his ears. Loud sound oma long time for jebol sagging his ears.

"Oma, that. Long ears I hurt to hear the screams of oma." said Arga.

"What's up, my phone oma? Don't talk for long either. Could be my eardrums got in trouble because of oma."

"Basar bratty grandson."

"Oma, I've been taught a lot. How insolent?"

"Argha.. I want you to meet oma later. You've pissed your old Oma off."

He said it was young, now old. Is the oma senile now?

"Ready, oma."

"Where are you now?" asked oma, her tone was still high.

"On the road, oma. "

"There's business, oma."

"All right, come to my house. I don't want to know any more "

"Yes, I'll be home from work. Own wrong. Yeri is being sponsored in Mix secretly without telling me." grumbled Arga, vanishing his heart.

"I didn't hire him." oma lowered her tone.

"Keep who?"

"This must be Gio's fate. He's the one who made Yeri work there."

"Then take care of Gio." cried Arga.

"I'll take care of him. Now you take over the company. I don't want you and Yeri to be far away. And the closer, the spice of your love will be deeper" murmured oma.

Arga swallowed his saliva, hearing that made his ears even more itchy. Who likes him too. Arga also even denied that he liked Yeri. Although either he is also very confused with his own feelings.

"Oma, are you sure Gio is taking care of my company?" ask Arga to make sure.

"Why? Gio can be more than you. As long as you want to learn. At least in his young age to take care of the company. Not like you, always thinking about your old boyfriend. It's not clear anymore." taunted her. He remembers Arga's girlfriend very much. And he always met her. Although not so familiar.

Arga's face changed expression instantly. The originally smiling face turned sullen in a matter of seconds.

"Oma, don't talk about it anymore" said Arga's dislike.

"Everybody who talks about that. Oma, just remind you. so you focus more on work and wife dictionary now" said Oma.

"Where are you going now?" ask oma again.

Arga was silent for a moment. If I had just found out abouta. She must be flirting again. Better just shut up. And go straight to the location. Than listening to endless oma rants.

"Argha. One thing. Don't forget to come to my house immediately. I don't want to know anymore and can't argue. And now, you meet me, Yeri. I don't want you guys to be far either. Especially working in a different place. If Yeri is near another man, will you just shut up

Arga turned off his phone. Without saying goodbye to oma. He who felt sultry, threw his phone in the back seat of the car.

It talks too much. Just wasting my time.

"Argha.. Arga.. Arga.. You brash grandson. Oma has not finished the show has been turned off. Does he want to find trouble." grumbled his annoyance.

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"If I continue to listen to his chatter there is no end. I can't get to Gio's office in time.

Arga took a deep breath, he started asking for his car engine. Drive back to Gio's office. Although he did not know, how he would spit it. 15 minutes to arrive at a Gio office. He tidied up the black suit that wrapped his body. Two bodyguards greeted him, and one of the men opened his car door. They welcomed Arga's arrival. As if I knew before.

Taps.. Taps.. Taps..

The sound of Arga's footsteps turned away all of Gio's employees. He looked towards her. With a look of admiration, even all stopped walking just to look at a man walking with steady steps. Showing her handsome face so charming.

"He's very handsome…"

"Yes. Seeing it as soon as my heart melts."

"Eh.. isn't that the owner of the Morgan group?" connect the others.

"Do you know?"

"Yes, I'm sure it's him. He usually goes on tv. And he said he's married too."

"Ah.. Married, heartbroken."

"But why is he here?" other female employees.

"Our little boss is his sister."

"Gee.. It turns out the whole house is all handsome. I'd like to ask her mother first what if getting pregnant can get a handsome man."