Big Boss Wife
Chapter 81

Arriving at the apartment, I immediately cooked, stir-fried kale and fried chicken just to be practical, because I was hungry. Brother Zayn takes a shower first while I cook.

When I finished, I washed the cookware I had just used. Not to fill the sink and make me uncomfortable. Suddenly two hands coiled around my stomach, followed by a gentle kiss on the neck that made me turn my head.

"Well hungry?" I asked when our eyes met.

"No, yet" he replied as he swiped his nose against my shoulder and neck.

"I'm still doing the dishes, want me to wash them too?" I refocused on the teflon I was washing.

Brother Zayn forcibly removed the dishwashing gloves I was wearing, then he flipped my body quickly.

"I'm so busy I can't enjoy your face." Brother Zayn immediately melu*mat my lips after saying it.

I pushed her body slowly until our kiss came off.

"I'm still on vacation, brother," I said and rinsed back teflon, the last thing I washed. "Sir Zayn wants to eat now what will it be?"

He hugged me from behind, making me feel heavy as I put teflon into place.

"Kissing cannot be done" he said with a glass.

"Yes, but I haven't had a bath yet, still empt ...."

His kiss landed again, feeling soft and washed away as usual.

"From now on Juna did not want to sleep, because of your naughty hands." Brother Zayn pulled my hand to touch Juna.

"Not intentionally, ah, I want to take a shower. Bye bye Juna's." I left Brother Zayn in the kitchen with a look of pity.

*

*

*

My initial intention was to choose an internship at Kak Zayn's company so that I could be close to people I liked. Now this has indeed manifested my desire, even I was apprenticed in the same building with him, which turned out to be my husband. However, it seems that my decision was wrong, in fact I did not get any experience because working with my own husband.

Even so bored, I often go back and forth to his room, enjoying his serious face while at work. How boring!

I put my head on the table, playing around with a pen decorated with funny feathers. Tired of it, Dara is stingy now, she won't share the work with me.

"You're the one who gave me the report, I don't dare." I heard a whisper on the table next to me.

"If one speaks wrongly, then Mr. Boss is angry, it can run out of me" whispered the other.

"Who are you?" my question made the two women tiptoe in shock.

I held back a laugh seeing their extremely cute surprised expressions.

The short-haired one stroked his chest, while the one with long hair pushed his friend's shoulders.

"Why the hell are you guys? Ghibahin Mr Boss huh?" my God made both of them pale.

"But what?"

"We misreported yesterday, and the truth is this." The short-haired girl shrugged the blue map at me.

I glanced at them and looked at them both.

"Why was yesterday wrong?" my question is full of search.

"Yesterday afternoon we rush to print the report because the time has passed the clock home, and this morning we just realized. Forgive us Boss Ma'am," said the long-haired girl with her head lowered.

"Continue now you're afraid of facing Mr Boss?"

Both nod.

Hem, should I help them?

"Well, come with me!" I stood up and they both followed behind me.

Then, the three of us headed to Kak Zayn's room with a new report.

*

"What's wrong?" asked Brother Zayn with a cold face that sucks. He took off his glasses and pulled my hand to stand next to him.

"Look, Mr. Boss, we gave the wrong report yesterday, it should have been last month, but what we gave you yesterday was this month's report. Sorry Mr. Boss." The short-haired girl handed over the map she was carrying.

"Are you bo doh? Just like you guys aren't being so damn good?" Brother Zayn slammed the map to make both of them shocked.

"Sir Zayn, calm down!" I touched the shoulder of Brother Zayn who then pulled the cover of his tie.

"Make sure there are no mistakes!" Brother Zayn opened the report sheets one after another, while I massaged his shoulders so as not to strain too much.

The two women looked down, with tense faces.

"You can get out!" Brother Zayn put the report to the table, then pulled my hand until it fell into his lap.

"Okay, Mr. Boss, excuse me!" The two women came out of Zayn's room.

"So, now you're becoming their Guardian Goddess?" ask Zayn who now caresses my face. "Then you must be punished."

♥️♥️♥️

...Law again?? Eh yes not breaking the fast 🤣🤣🤣...

...Oh yes gangs, Arsen's plot is the same Zayn rather different yes, because Arsen is almost close to the end of 🥲...

Happy sunday, happy sunday,

Don't forget the ritual, lift her big toe too.

See you again 😘😘😘