Forced to Marry a Handsome Duda
Chapters 2. Go home to the old man's house

" Well I'm willing to do what you're offering, " said Febby immediately agreed.

Hem you have to pay the price for what you did to me, arrogant girl.

" You have to work for me to obey all my orders, easy isn't it? "

If just working is very easy, not that I have also been used to working hard, it's a small thing.

" Ok, I agree. But what's in it for me if I'm willing to work with you. "

" I'm not gonna sue you for changing my phone, and you're gonna get me a paycheck. One more thing I'm kind to you to let your father stay here with the best care. You don't have to worry that all the costs will be my business. "

Febby just nodded slowly. And from then on he officially worked for Mr. Angga even though he did not know what kind of job would be given to him.

" Well, from now on you work for me. Come with me, "Febby just nodded and followed where Mr. Angga went. It turns out they're headed for Mr. Angga's house. Seeing such a magnificent house Febby could only be silent in amazement while looking at all directions.

" It was really like a fairytale palace, very beautiful, "febby muttered without her noticing and Mr. Angga heard it.

" Do you like living here? if you like to stay here with me so that this house is not deserted anymore, " said Mr. Angga flat.

" But there are not so many servants and bodyguards here, how can you feel lonely. "

" So you're arguing with me?! do you know what I can do to you and your father. "

What he's gonna do to my dad, no no it can't happen. My father should be safe, ah yes I should just obey with what he said it would be better.

" Yes forgive me, sir, I promise not to dispute anything you say. Please forgive me and save my father, I beg you anything I will do. "

At once Mr. Angga's face became smiling hearing what Febby said. But not with Febby, he looked resentfully at Mr. Angga.

" What is my job now? "

" I'm hungry I want to eat but you cook it for me. "

Febby just complied, he headed for the kitchen with a waiter. After a long time Mr. Angga waiting for Febby to cook finally Febby out with his cooking.

" Your cooking is good too, from today I want you to cook for me, " said Mr. Angga while enjoying the food served by Febby.

Whahuh? so this is my job? he made me a servant in his house? base mentang mentang rich people just want to.

After finishing eating Mr. Angga went to his room and Febby followed him behind. He didn't know what to do after that, so he decided to follow wherever Mr. Angga went.

" Heyy why are you following me, do you also want to obey my orders to accompany me to sleep hem? " arrived to stop his steps and turn his body.Of course Febby immediately hit him because his boss stopped suddenly and reflexes Mr. Angga's hand immediately held Febby who almost fell.

" Aaa ... sasa .. I was just confused what you should do so I followed Mr. Sampe here, " Febby stammered but did not escape from Mr. Angga's embrace. Long enough they stared at each other, their distance was very close just a few inches away.

Actually he is handsome also when viewed up close, if only your nature is not annoying.

Febby soon awoke from his daydream, pulling himself from Mr. Angga's embrace. His red face held in shame, Mr. Angga's words made him misbehave.

" Ah, sorry, but I don't know what to do now. So I decided to just follow you, "he replied.

" Why can I forget, now I have a personal assistant ready to help me whenever I need it, " said Mr. Angga smilingly looking at Febby.

" Yes tell me what my job is. sweep, mop or what, " replied Febby.

" Recorate my room, and then when you're done you massage me. My body feels sore all, "he replied as he went into his room and laid himself on the couch. Febby just grunted annoyedly, it didn't take long for him to finish cleaning the room.

Febby threw himself into a sofa beside Mr. Angga. " Why are you sitting here, let's do your next job to massage me. "

She can't see me taking a break for a second what ? huh beware you'll be sure I reply.

But damn, again Febby's feet tripped the carpet when he was about to step so that it fell down to overlap Mr. Angga who first walked in front of him.

Febby's body fell over Mr. Angga's body. They stared at each other for a long time, when a gentle kiss landed on Febby's lips.

" Are you looking forward to me touching? you don't have to find a chance to hold me like this. "

Febby's face immediately flushed reddening withstanding embarrassment as well as annoyance. " Well, you're as attractive as I should be looking for an opportunity to hug you. You're nothing more than an annoying man, " said Febby ketus while trying to pull himself, but it turns out Mr. Angga even hugged him more tightly.

" You know you don't have to be so hot-selling to be able to sleep with me, I'd be happy to fuck you. "

Pplaakk ....

Febby immediately slapped Mr. Angga and immediately broke free from Mr. Angga's embrace. " Do you think I'm that cool? I do need a lot of money right now but I will never sell myself for money. "

Mr. Angga stroked his red cheeks because Febby's slap was quite hard.

Anger was clearly visible on his face.

" I don't care if you want to or not, which is clear tonight I want you here with me, " said Mr. Angga coldly while staring at Febby sharply.

Instantly Febby jumped in shock and reflexively he looked at Mr. Angga with a glare. I think he wants to hit this guy in front of him.

" I thought you were different from other men, but I misjudged you. It turns out you're the same, I better get out of here I don't need your help. "

Anger, hatred and disappointment seemed to be visible from the look in his eyes. He did not think that the annoying man he thought of as his helper angel was not much different from the other striped-nose man.

" Why are you looking at me like that. Are you sure you don't need me? " said Mr. Angga underestimating Febby.

" Yes I don't need your help, " said Febby as he stepped out of the room.

" It doesn't matter if you don't want to accompany me tonight. I can get 100 women more beautiful than you. Go ahead if you want to go home, but don't expect your father to be safe. Ha ... ha .. ha .. " said Mr. Angga cynically with his sneaky grin.