Big Boss Wife
Chapter 8

ZAYN

Women and shopping, two things that are very difficult to separate. Of the many women I know, ranging from Clara, Zea, even Dera also likes shopping, only Mama is the only woman who does not like shopping.

Dera, this woman who was going to be my wife, suddenly asked to stop by the road when we got in front of a shopping mall that was also part of my company. He said, going home alone and choosing shopping because there is an 80% discount at the mall, really a real woman.

I was a little surprised when Dera suddenly opened the car door, I reflexively removed the seatbelt that was still attached to my body, then hold Dera to get out by closing the car door slightly open. He's going with me, coming home should be with me, right?

Perhaps out of shock, Dera suddenly turned her head towards me, making our faces very close. Even I can smell the rose so tickling my nose. My eyes closed when I felt like sneezing because of the scent of the flower, but somehow the sneeze never came, and forced me to give up and finally open my eyes again.

As my eyes opened, I saw clearly Dera closing her eyes while blasting her lips.

"Gapain you?" my question made Dera jump in shock.

"Nothing. Brother Zayn why close your eyes?" Dera asked back.

"I just want to sneeze" I replied. "Don't you think I'm gonna kiss you, right?" manya suspect. This Dera seems like an aggressive girl, she could be perverted and want to kiss me.

"No, it's really good, really, Brother Zayn. I want to go shopping first. Hye!" Dera opened the car door again, but I held her hand before she managed to get down.

"Let me be with you" I said, closing the car door, then wearing a seatbelt. "Install the seatbelt, don't hear that sound alarm go on!"

Dera was whipping, her thin lips were looking sexy when she was upset like this. Then he reassembled his seatbelt.

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When entering the mall, the atmosphere is so crowded visitors, either because of discounts or other reasons I also do not understand. What is clear is the monthly report about this mall has never experienced a decline.

"Sister Zayn, hurry up!" dera's orders are running fast in front of me.

"Why the rush?" my many.

"The discount has begun. Don't let us run out, brother." Dera then pulled my hand. He walked briskly half-running, making my steps also half-running following his movements.

We reached the venue that Dera called 'Midnight Sale'.

Dera ran agilely to and fro, he seemed to forget the dress he was wearing.

Dera picked up a few pieces of clothes and dress, then ran towards the row of shoes, picked up a few pairs, then ran again towards the row of bags. Afterwards he ran up to me, and handed the pile of groceries to him.

"There are still shoes with good bags, my hands don't fit, Brother Zayn please take care of them." The girl ran back after making my hand full of her groceries.

Damnit damnit! You know, I'm just waiting in the car with that flower instead of having to embarrass myself like this.

"Sir, are you here?" A man in very neat clothes walked up to me.

He's one of the managers who runs this mall.

"Is it always like this?" ask the man who is no longer young.

"It's always been a lot like this, sir. By the way Mr Boss is shopping too?" The man looked at me from top to bottom. Oh, it must be Dera's groceries.

"Bring it to the cashier" I said, handing Dera's groceries to the manager.

Before long Dera approached me with an item that was not less than before.

"Well, bag, shirt, where are my shoes?" asked Dera with her face looking limp.

"I love people" I replied casually.

It was nice to also see an annoyed expression on Dera's face.

"SISTER ZAYN! I'm tired of it, brother." Dera was about to cry, and I don't know why I couldn't bear to work on her.

What am I thinking, why can't I see her crying?

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...Hayo loh Bang, how about if you cry?...

I am up 1 chapter a day, while taking care of my brother Arsen who just came home from Japan.

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