Big Boss Wife
Chapter 13

After last night's cover show, this morning there was already news on television reporting on our relationship. Many people think that this marriage is because of business. Some say that I have two bodies, so we rush to get married.

Hah, those people can only gossip and sneer at the back, without them finding out the real truth. For this reason, Zayn will hold a press conference related to the intersection of our wedding news.

Actually, I have never been in front of many cameras, especially later I have to answer questions that I can either answer or not.

Brother Zayn is indeed a big boss who became an idol, no wonder if any news about him would definitely attract the public attention. In fact, I also like him because he often appears on television and social media.

I've dressed up pretty, and now I'm waiting for Brother Zayn to pick me up. From the balcony of the room facing directly to the entrance gate of the house, I could clearly see the multibillion-dollar luxury car coming into the main gate of this house.

Before she nags and sucks later, I choose to go down to meet Brother Zayn.

Brother Zayn and his assistant had already walked into the house when I got to the bottom. He looks very handsome with a white shirt and blue jeans. Grandpa and Papa were already waiting for his arrival in the living room.

“Nona, are you ready?” ask assistant Zayn. They were still walking more and more into the house.

“Yes that. Please sit down first.”

“No need Miss, we just go straight, because the reporters are waiting,” replied the assistant.

I just nodded, then we said goodbye to go to the press conference.

In the car, I sat in the back with Brother Zayn, while his assistant drove the car.

“Dera, listen yes. Don't answer anything that has nothing to do with marriage. Just smile and be quiet, let me or the Emperor answer. Do not make a shame that can later impact on stocks and companies. Remember, don't answer any questions without my consent,” said Kak Zayn at length.

Brother Zayn's warning made me feel very nervous, I had been practicing breathing and a smile suddenly became blank because of his firm words.

I re*mas the tip of the skirt that covers the knee, my hands felt trembling and my mind became disfigured. Many times I catch my breath and turn my face to the window glass to relieve nervousness.

“You nervous?” ask Zayn, the owner of the hand.

I nodded, my temple was already sweating even though the air in this car was cold because of the AC.

“Don't let go of my hand, and calm down! You just need to shut up and smile,” said Brother Zayn.

Finally, we arrived at the luxury hotel where the press conference was held. We walked hand in hand, displaying this fake smile and affection.

Brother Zayn pulled a chair for me to sit on, making me a little surprised by his attention.

“You said that as a romantic gini,” whispered Brother Zayn right in my ear, making me feel amused and goosebumps. Meanwhile, the reporters did not miss the opportunity to take pictures. The face of Kak Zayn who is very close to me, must look very friendly in their camera shots.

Brother Zayn sat down next to me, then Kak Zayn's assistant named Emperor opened the event.

“Good morning everyone. Today we will announce and straighten out the news regarding the relationship between Zayn Wiguna and Dera Mahendra. Please ask later if we have received,” said assistant Kak Zayn

“Good morning, right last night we had a closed application event, so we could not provide clarification last night. Me and Dera agreed to get married because we love each other,”, said Kak Zayn with his flat expression towards the reporters, then smiled at me.

I know Brother Zayn is acting right now. But my heart still beats because of it.

“Do not be nervous, Dear.” Brother Zayn took my hand again, without a second of his eyes.

Why do I feel like he loves me. Why am I imagining this? Am I crazy now?

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