A Paid Wife
Seduce

"Finally it's done too." said Yeri pulled her two hands up, stretching her muscles that immediately stiffened due to too focused work.

He glanced at the brown watch that was coiled in his hand. "Why is it night? Angel should have gone home first." Yeri stood up.

All work is done. And Yeri was ready to go home. He who was busy tidying up his desk was immediately shocked when he heard the sound of a footstroke sounding light, a little slow, stepping closer to him.

Yeri's body instantly trembled in fear. He looked to the right and left. Didn't see anyone there.

Why did Angel come home first. Now I have to go home alone. And earlier..Who was the voice of step? Is there a ghost in this office?

Yeri rubbed her neck, she stood up straight, trying to look back. Even though his neck felt heavy. To look around, cold sweat started pouring out.

"Who's behind me." asked Yeri. Looking at the male figure in front of him, right in front of his face with his body slightly lowered, following Yeri's body remained. Spontaneous Yeri pulled her body backwards. "Argha…"

"What?" asked Arga, holding Yeri's waist. Pulling him into his arms.

"Don't go too far back if you fall. I'm the hard one too." said Arga, pinching the spoiled little nose Yeri. The woman pursed her lips, pulling Arga's hand from her nose.

"It hurts, you know.."

Arga just smiled faintly. He let go of Yeri's waist. "Let's go home," Arga asked, turning her body.

"Just go home first."

Arga raised his hand, staring at the watch that was coiled around his wrist at 7 p.m. "Do you still want to be here?" asked Arga without looking back again. He smiled faintly as he looked at Yeri's face which was so panicked in fear.

Yeri was silent. He was afraid that Arga would take him somewhere. Angry about what happened today. I work at his sister's company.

"If you don't want to go home now. Okay fine! Just stay here." said Arga, while pulling his suit, making it more neat. Arga looked towards Yeri.

"There are so many ghosts here, especially there. Someone once jumped out of a building. There are also those who continue to.." Yeri spontaneously closed.Mouth Arga, so as not to talk more. His two eyes went around looking around him. Yeri's hair began to stand up, she hugged Arga's hand.

"Aaaaa.." yelled Yeri who felt unsafe there. He pulled Arga's hand running out of the office.

"Sorry, sir, what's wrong? Why are you running?" ask the security guard, approach Arga.

"There, there is a ghost." said Yeri was broken.

Arga and the security guard laughed out loud. Making Yeri stare towards them confused. His face was dazed for a moment, staring at Arga, and alternately staring at the security guard.

"Why are you laughing?" ask Yeri annoyed.

"Where there are ghosts, I've worked here for decades."

"But Arga said, inside there's been someone who killed…."

"Oos.. That..." muttered the security guard glanced at Arga first. And gave him a code of movement from his hand.

"It was just a dream." said Arga, walking past Yeri, nudging her shoulders hard.

It was very exciting to curse in front of Arga, but it felt like he could only be silent. Yeri snorted in annoyance, clenching onto her two hands? then stop his legs, in a ready position.say a few blows once to Arga's back.

"Hurry in?" pinta Arga, open the car door.

"Yes, bring it." Pekik Yeri's. Instantly made the man in front of him snort in annoyance, sharpening his eyes. Yeri raised her two hearts up, grimacing.

"Don't get angry that way, later if you are often angry can get old quickly" muttered Yeri into his car. Yeri who is not focused, his forehead almost hit the top of the car, with the nature of Arga protecting the forehead, put his hand right on Yeri's forehead.

"If the road be careful" said Arga. "And one more thing, I'm older than you. But I look younger than you, too. Now look there, more and more wrinkles under your eyes." pushed Yeri's forehead and stepped her foot into her car.

Yeri immediately stared at the rearview mirror, to her two hands holding her cheeks. A little tugging at his dull-looking face.

"Aaa... Why are there wrinkles in my eyes?" pekik Yeri's.

"Be quiet, if you're still yelling here. I threw you out of that seat." threatened Arga.

"Basic bum!" Yeri stomped her legs irritated. And get in his car, follow Arga.

"Why not go for a walk?" ask Yeri who is still upset with Arga.

Arga stared intently at Yeri, his eyes staring at Yeri's body at a glance. He got up from his seat, putting his seatbelt across his body.

Yeri was silent, her two eyes did not stop blinking. His face looked deathly pale, when he saw Arga so close to his body. He slightly pulled his back. He was afraid of the man until he closed it.

"Next time, wear it yourself. Or you really want me to wear a seatbelt." said Arga right on his face, to two eyes they met each other. Locked, in silence.

Why can't I stop staring at him. Why do I feel that her two beautiful eyes attract me to always look at her. His gaze, silencing my chatty mouth, paralyzing my body instantly, My heart raced as if, testing the adrenaline. now his body slowly began to anesthetize, interested in wanting to get close.

Oh.. Lord.. Why do I feel so perfect.. If you look around. He is more handsome than Gio. She's so perfect. Her tiny lips, her thick eyebrows, with blue eyes stared intently into my heart.

Arga touched Yeri's forehead with her forefinger. He pushed his forehead, leaning against the chair.

"Don't look at me too much" said Arga, who began to focus on running his car out of his office parking lot.

Yeri was silent, the little lips of the woman frowned, in a swirl full of annoyance. Then turned his face away.

On every trip Yeri just silence. It was as if his mouth was lazy to talk to him. And his two eyes stared at the windshield. Seeing the atmosphere outside so crowded.

"Ehem.." sizzled Arga.

Yeri just silently ignored Arga's call.

"I have a name" Yeri said without looking back.

"What did I say is that you don't have a namal?" replied Arga did not want to lose his regret.

Yeri grunted annoyedly. "What's wrong?" tanyanya, who still turned her back on Arga.

Feeling annoyed, Arga went back to silence, focusing on driving his car until he stopped at a convenience store at the end of the road.

"Why stop?" ask Yeri confused.

"Come down!"

"No, I don't want to go down here." Yeri folded her two hands over her chest, pursing her lips.

"Down no?"

"No!" pekik Yeri will not lose.

Braakkk.. The sound of the car door closing made Yeri shocked. Arga closed the door of his car rudely.

Is that guy having a brain disorder? Yeri in his heart.

Arga walked around the front of his car. I opened the door to Yeri's car. Forcibly opening the seat belt that is now held tightly to Yeri's two hands. "I don't want to go down. I don't want you to suddenly leave me here. I don't know where to go home."

Arga forced open Yeri's seat belt. When it opened, he pulled Yeri's arm out forcefully. From car. "It could not be sweeter. So much softer?" yeri said, pulling down her eyebrows.

Yeri re-entered the car, as Arga hugged her waist tightly. He lifted the woman out of her car. Then shut the door of his black car.

"aaa.. Lower me! What are you doing?" Yeri tried to lower her body.

"What's? Udah, now it's better to just shut up." cried Arga slightly yelled at Yeri.

"Some who would want to drop you off here. Keep me stay. Can't you write in front." said Arga slightly raised his voice.

Yeri scratched her face in shame. He slightly turned his face away from Arga's sight. "Why am I so stupid." Yeri muttered in her heart. Without realizing it, Arga had walked quite far from him.

"Eh.. Wait!" yeri shouted, running after Arga into the department store.

Yeri takes the stroller. He took some snacks for her. Arga came to him. Get all the snacks in place. "Eh.. Why the hell, you're so sweet. Uh.. I want a nyemil. I'm not asking you either." said Yeri, staring intently at Arga.

"Look at your body!" said Arga.

Yeri stared all over her body from the tip of her foot, to her chest. There was nothing strange about his body at all.

"What?"

"Your body is too fat. Arga pulled Yeri's arm, lifting her up. Look at this fat."

"What's? Me fat? Cook so fast I'm fat? And why am I so fat?" yeri Whine. Arga turned his body. And walk back to pick up some groceries, fruits as well as meat. This time he wanted to make a stick. So deliberately choose your own meat.

As for Yeri, he could only swallow his saliva when he saw some snacks that seemed to continue shouting to be bought.

"Arga.." call spoiled Yeri.

Arga pursed his lips staring at Yeri.

"What?"

Yeri smiled as sweetly as possible. "Emmm. May I ask, that's.." Yeri pointed towards the snack above. Replied with a sharp shot of Arga.

"One!"

"No!"

"Come on, just one?" said Yeri holding onto the two arms of the arga, tugging at him.

"One, promise I'll cut back on snacks later."

Arga pushed Yeri's forehead with her forefinger. "Eating a lot of fruit, let your brain be healthy. Not stupid!" syndicate Arga. Yes, indeed Arga always thought that woman was too stupid. No, his behavior is like a child. In every job, nothing is ever right.

Yeri pursed her lips, she bowed. "Yes, if you can't. I didn't ask either. Basic nyebelin." said Yeri turned her face away, pulling the corner of her lips irritated.

Arga let out his breath. He took a few snacks at once. Put it in bed.

"Hurry up," pinta Arga.

"No, would. You're bawling." yeri. The one who was still silent turned his body.

"Yes, already!" Arga pushed the paper. And take some drinks. And other food ingredients. Because the stock at home is also thin. And he also wants the woman to learn to cook."

"You know I'm not as good as you." Yeri choked. Arga was no longer behind him. "You really got me into…." Yeri stopped her words when she saw that there was no Arga behind her.

"Where is he?" yeri muttered, her face twisting looking for Arga in all directions.

"Has he gone home? But why don't you take me." Yeri muttered.

"Argaa.." Yeri ran around several shelves of food, as well as snacks lined up to make his hands seem eager to take it.