A Paid Wife
First kiss

Finish the meeting. Everything went well. And Arga was still silent He stared at the windshield. Staring at the outside scenery that so made him feel very stressed for a long time.how not, his mind now drifted away thinking about the person who was not beside him.

His feelings began to be depressed, his heart was chaotic.what should he choose? Between love and a fake marriage. Now no one can understand his feelings. I don't know if he has to decide what to do. Arga occasionally glanced at Yeri, who was still silent, with his two legs not stopping moving. It looks like the woman is nervous and anxious. Even the fingers of his hand continued to move, as if he was thinking about something as well.

"This woman... He looks attractive. But my heart remains the same. Can I give my heart to him? Emm.. But that's impossible.how can I give heart to a woman I've only known for a few days. Although Cia. I've known you for a long time. She was a little friend and my first love." Arga murmured in her heart. Without looking back at Yeri.

The love he had been looking for was in sight. But he can't get it perfect. Love is like passing through. Even though he's been building that wall of love for decades. But.. What power did he begin to help poison love. And made him injured for several years, continuing to suffer on his own. He is happy with his new life.

The car atmosphere is still very quiet. It's been 15 minutes of travel. Everything seems to be in vain. Not a word came out of Arga's lips, and Yeri just stared at him. He was confused what else to say. He was confused to try to talk to her. Seeing Arga's mood was not good. He better be quiet. He glanced at her. Trying to make sure the guy is okay.

Yeri sighed, she glanced again at Arga. "Hopefully he's not angry." murmured lirih Yeri. He gave spirit to himself. He tried to start the conversation first. But his entire body was instantly nervous, trembling, he wanted to open his mouth, instantly closed again. As Arga continues to ignore himself.. He held her hand, clutching her fingers. Trying to get rid of the nervousness in him.

Why is he silent? He is the most beautiful. Since meeting that woman. He was more silent. And without speaking to anyone. Even on Jun as well.he remained silent.

Yeri pulled the corner of her lips twisting it, along with her two eyes.

Yeri glanced at Arga. His face still looks very cold. His mind seemed to be swaying in a confused feeling. But Yeri had no idea what she was thinking.

Yeri took her breath deep, deep, one breath. Yeri holds Arga's arm. "Do you have a problem?" yeri asked breaking the silence between them.

Arga glanced at him.

"What?" answer jutek Arga.

"You got a problem?" ask Yeri. He grew even more nervous as Arga answered his question only flatly.

"No!"

Why is he so funny now. Not even once did he stare long at her. He looks so cute.

Bummer byebelin. Just talk that way. Does he need to get his voice out. And it does issue a state taxable vote. Why is he so stingy." Yeri grumbled softly.

Arga turned his head, looking intently at him. "What did you say?" tejam Arga's.

Yeri was misbehaving her. He scrunched his face. Confused what to say? Should he be honest or.. Ah... I have no reason anymore.. What?

"Why him?" asked Arga.to his two eyes glared sharply at him. Instantly Yeri swallowed her hard-earned saliva.

He's very scary. His gaze was like that of an eagle wanting to prey on me.

"Oh, yes, I was talking about my job earlier." muttered Yeri.

"Basic freak!" peekot Arga's.

"Just sit there and stay" said Arga, without looking at Yeri at all.

"Yes.." Yeri fell silent. He was the one who wanted to look at her. Now began not to want it and prefer to silence his mouth. With an eye toward the car glass.

Bummer byebelin. Just talk to him. But he himself is a bitch. That's why I don't want to talk to him. Decak annoyed Yeri in his heart. He turned his face back to Arga.

He doesn't want to talk to me at all. His wounded heart was not his mouth. Why do you keep your mouth shut.

Almost half an hour's drive. Arga luxury car arrives home. Everything seems very quiet. He walked into his apartment. With the pace getting faster. Before long he saw an old woman standing waiting for him. Right in front of the apartment door.

"Oma?" muttered Arga. Spreading to his two eyes.

"Oma, why are you here" asked Yeri staring at oma. He immediately ran to greet her kindly. Kissing his right cheek and omanya cheek. They look so familiar.

"Yeri... Have you eaten yet?" tanya Oma held onto Yeri's two arms. While glancing at Arga who just quietly sat behind Yeri. Oma greeted them with a faint smile.

"So you have a problem?" ask Oma.

"No!" answer Arga santanya. His two eyes did not seem to be staring at his oma face. Not that he's angry. He doesn't want to be upset if he thinks about his feelings.

Yeri looked towards Arga. He hasn't even eaten. And Arga was silent too. Not offering food while on the road. And the man was more concerned with his own thoughts. Without thinking about the feelings of others who were starving in the car.

Yeri rubbed her stomach which felt very hungry. But he was silent without a word coming out of his lips. He was embarrassed, and was afraid to tell the cold and sweet man.

"Hee. Let's go in. Oma, have prepared food for you" said Oma, turning Yeri's body upside down. And push his back to go inside immediately. They walked straight to the dining room.

"Oma, really bring food?" ask Yeri enthusiastically.

"Yes, baby!" Oma gently rubbed Yeri's hair from the tip of her head to the tip of her hair.

"You guys just eat. I have no interest in eating" said Arga, who had just walked in. With a quick step past him, Arga went inside his room. His face remains the same. Without smiling at all. He looked very flat without the slightest expression from his face.

"Yer.. Is Arga having problems with his job?" tanya Oma looked strangely at Arga who had entered into her room.