A Paid Wife
Scandal 2

The Oma who used to love him very much. Now it turns into revenge. It is only because of her nature that has changed since she became an artist. Arga who heard it said oma. His steps stopped right in front of the door. And immediately walked over to find out what else the oma said.

"You should embarrass him. I don't want her to keep getting close to my granddaughter. Remember. Don't let his career soar." said Oma. then hung up.

Arga who had originally listened to what the oma said. He immediately ran inside his room before the oma found out.

Instantly Arga walked to the bathroom.he was anxious if Cia would fall down later. I was wondering what would happen to Cia.

"I think I should go to her party later. I won't stay still." muttered Arga.

He took a deep breath. Then walk into the bathroom. Stirring her body with an air shower. His mind floated as he knew that Cia was still guarding hers well.

Arggc…

Arga clenched his hand, hitting the bathroom wall.

"She may not be a woman ******. Moreover, he still takes good care of her." muttered Arga. His mind was muddled, he was in his mind to try with him. But he had promised not to do so if not marry her later.

"Arrggg.. Why is Cia always bothering me. Did he really want to make me continue to feel excessive love for him." muttered Arga raised her hand, opened her palm. She looked at her palm that had just touched Cia's sexy body.

"Why can't I forget it. His body! Argg..No, I have a wife now. I have to finish my contract with Yeri as soon as possible. And I'm gonna marry Cia soon. Yes, I will marry her. As I promised you I told him." muttered Arga. Even in her little heart she said something else.

On the other hand, he felt he could not bear to hurt Yeri. Moreover, Yeri is a person who has been liked by oma. And the oma would also definitely not stay silent.

Finished washing his body. Arga walked with light steps out of the bathroom.To his two eyes were fixed on his phone on the lighted bed.

Arga grabbed it immediately. And a chat from Jun. The two said he looked at her phone observing what video Jun had posted to her.

A Video about his relationship with Cia. And how he kissed hot in the lake. And in the car. Why is the news showing, this dirty show

"Less so!" grumbled Arga. He did not think what he was doing was a trending news topic. And the hot scene was partly censured. All arranged clearly cornered him and Cia. Until he came back to the lake. And get to his house.

"Foreign journalists lack employment. It's privacy and you're spreading it." grumbled Arga. He immediately contacted Jun a second time. And directly connected by Jun.

"Sorry, sir! I just wanted to tell you, sir. Before you know, what you did earlier." said Jun interrupted the conversation first. She was afraid that Arga would be angry with her later. And sent himself who spread it.

"I didn't ask that. You can explain it at home. Now I just want to. You're improving on all the news that's been told about me and Cia."

"And delete all the sites that write news with me. And I don't want to wait long. Right now you have to get everything done." explained Arga continued to talk without stopping. Not if he will continue to be cornered. And Cia's career will be threatened later. That would make it all down.

"Good, sir! I will carry out immediately." Jun insisted.

"And that again. You sent a letter to Cia. So that he does not open his television or phone for a few days. Let all the news settle down perfectly."

"Do I need to threaten them all so as not to spread the word again."

"Prisons all who dare to oppose. If necessary make all the television stations bankrupt if you dare to spread the news again."

"Good, sir. Let me take care of everything." Jun insisted. Arga turned off his phone and threw it right on his bed.

How could they do that. I will not hesitate to punish who. Who did all that. If the oma is clearly impossible. He wouldn't want all of his granddaughter's reputation to be ruined just because of the scandal.

Arga was silent for a moment. He remembered about the car in a salon earlier. His mind started thinking about Yeri and Lucas.

"Start! The oma's car? Did Lucas deliver Yeri treatment?" muttered Arga. "Where's the money from? Grumpy Arga was a little upset.

"Yer…. Why didn't you tell me? Why did you leave without telling me." muttered Arga annoyed.

On the other hand Yeri is still hours of treatment. And now he's still facial body, face, treatment, and he's going to the salon. Everything is done. Just because you want to look more beautiful in front of Arga later.

And Lucas is still waiting for Yeri who has not been around. It's been almost 2 hours, he's not finished yet. I don't know how much longer.

"Lucas.." call Yeri. He still wears a mask. This time she wanted to look more beautiful. And certainly smooth skin is more supple.

"Yes, non." replied Lucas, walking over and looking down in front of him.

"You bring me fruit" said Yeri.

"What fruit, non?" asked Lucas a little annoyed. He doesn't like it when he keeps waiting. Even Oma never told him to wait for long. And the new woman who has to make him work even more extra.

"A orange fruit. And please I'll get you guys. Then bribe me.."

"Ih, yes. I forget. Uh. not so." muttered Yeri. "Get me a cell phone.. And find oma's food there."

"But, non. I can open your bag."

"Nothing, there is no such thing." muttered Yeri. Lucas immediately grabbed Yeri's bag. He just kept breathing in annoyance.

He opened Yeri's bag. And started to get all the stuff out in it. His two eyes shrunk when he found a small box inside. Wrapped like bread.

"What's this?" mumbled Lucas. He held it, and felt it look very soft.

"Is this a woman?" mumbled Lucas.

"Please.. How's the phone?" yeri said with a soft tone of voice.

"No! There." replied Lucas. Yeri's phone wasn't in her bag.

"But I found this? What is this?" asked Lucas to give it right in Yeri's hands. Yeri.

"Lucas.." degrading Yeri.

"Get it back in its place." pinta Yeri was upset.

"Always this. What's?" asked Lucas to take the thing back.

"Slayers." replied angrily Yeri.

"What's that?" asked Lucas, who was curious.

"Don't know. If you want to know, just ask your girlfriend" Yeri said.

Before long someone came and started to clean the mask.

"Where would I ask, whereas a boyfriend doesn't have one." Lucas grumbled.

Yeri chuckles small.

"Eat him looking, let's have a girlfriend. You're too serious about working until you forget you don't have a boyfriend."

"Because I don't want to date. I want to marry you right away." Lucas replied. "If dating is getting more and more of my burden. How not, then a new courtship anything asked to buy. All in halalin only, I just follow what was said. If the courtship breaks up. Later mrs, non. It's been a lot."

Yeri's face that had started to clear, she immediately sat down. Looking towards Lucas. Shaking into his two eyes.

"You're a rare man. Than dating. You can also fall into unrighteousness."

"I used to date. But after 4 years of dating. He's not getting married. And he even asked for more. I just leave it quiet" Yeri muttered. Who knows where that thought came from. His brain suddenly wanted to squint all at Lucas.

"You confided in me?" ask Lucas.

"No! I just counted the fingers." Yeri said irritatedly, pulling the corner of her lips. While rolling his eyes lazy.

Nyebelin base is also it, assistant oma. It's the same with Arga. I don't know what everything in his house is the same as him. And also Gio. The wooer was the same. Only the oma is better than them.

"Now I'm almost done. You picked me some nice dresses."

"No need. At home oma has prepared everything for you" said Lucas.

"Better now we go home."

"No, I still want to go to the salon first. Hair treatment. Just for a second. Yeah, maybe in about 3 to 4 hours.

Lucas just kept quiet, he sighed. He couldn't refuse it anyway. If he refuses, and prefers to go later. Oma will also be angry. Than to have problems with oma. Better find it safe.

"Oh, yeah. Where's phone?" ask Yeri.

"Please get me my phone" Yeri said.

This woman really is. All asked to be served. Why also sir can like her. This woman looks matre. And there's no way he wouldn't have asked Mr. Arga. Lucas muttered.

He immediately searched Yeri's phone. Which still lies on the table. Lucas took it right away, soldered it to Yeri.

"If you want to call, oma. Phone yourself."