Forgive Sir!
LIMITS AND AGREEMENTS
Fara followed out, she was a little confused where the location of her husband's work space. However, the confusion did not last long because suddenly Devan opened his work door not far from Ainsley's room.
With Devan's chest closed near the entrance of his study, he gave orders to Fara to enter his study by moving his eyes.
His! That's Mr Devan's face is already a factory suit so huh? It looks like a flat plywood. Rutuk Fara inwardly while capturing the exclamation of his former boss' code.
Fara's feet stepped forward, she caught up with the husband who had gone inside. As soon as Fara was already in the same room as Devan, she walked over to the man waiting for her.
Fara's eyes stared in amazement at Devan leaning on the workbench, the tight sweatshirt worn by the man plagiarizing the sculpture inside.
Ck-ck-ck, not to mess with the stomach. How old is Devan? If not wrong 36 years, what at the age of so many men have hard and wavy muscles? Inner Fara asked.
“Ehem!” Devan cleared his throat loudly, he felt dislike of being noticed in such a way by Fara.
Fara flinched and regained consciousness from her absurd thoughts. The woman tried to be relaxed, as if the incident before dinner had never happened.
“I want to talk about your limitations during motherhood my daughter continued,” Devan said firmly, the man had a chest with a face that looked flat.
Fara frowned, she felt like she never crossed the line. However, a flash of memory as he entered Devan's room without permission allowed him to pick up on what signals his former boss was referring to.
“I also want to ask you something,” reply Fara.
Flat and cold face Devan looked ordinary when Fara voiced—gut out what the woman wanted to convey.
“I married you not for reasons of love, all inseparable from the wishes of Ainsley who wants you to be his mommy. So—”
“Yes, I know. That need not be reminded sir. I know myself enough. After all who hopes the same father who is cold and flat hiiiy,” said Fara cut Devan words.
“Do not often cut people's words, what else am I! And just so you know yes, I would never want to make you a real wife either! Record it. Only a strange man would marry you.” Devan countered fiercely, his heart was extremely hot as Fara boldly insulted him.
Fara did not accept such a word. He returned to reply to the words of his former boss “Without realizing, you are the strange man!”
“You!” Devan's finger pointed towards Fara who was currently putting on a hostile face.
“Why? What I said is true isn't it?”
“How dare you!” Devan took a few steps forward which made their distance even closer.
“Do you not start first? There will be no smoke if there is no fire,” replied Fara with a relaxed face.
Though inwardly, Fara was already frightened because Devan was slashing the distance between them.
“Huhhh, okay I'm sorry yes, sir. Now you want to remind me what kind of boundaries I can't forget? I'm noting nih.” Fara chose to end the grimness between them. This was all done for his own safety, considering his former boss was as fierce and cold as the air at the north pole.
Devan with his flat expression began to issue all the rules of what should not be broken as long as they were husband and wife.
Meanwhile, Fara took out her smartphone to record what the former boss said in his phone note.
“Cannot enter my private space without permission, it is forbidden to tell anyone about this marriage except your parents and sister and the workers here, forbidden to work and have friends, —”
Fara who was typing whatever was spoken by Devan immediately stopped and cut off the man's speech because there was a point that he thought was less acceptable.
“Loh, why can't you work and have friends? I need money too, sir. Not to mention for my family in the village, and about friends .. time cannot be,” sergeant Fara feels disapproving.
Devan looked at Fara very sharply, the man trying to remain patient with the woman who was now in front of him.
“I have said before, if all your dependents during being a mommy for Ainsley will be my responsibility, including the needs of your family! And as for friends, you can have them after Ley doesn't need you anymore! Because I can't guarantee a woman like you doesn't tell her about everyday life here to your best friend.”
Fara shook her head in disbelief at what Devan was thinking.
You're the cruelest ex-boss in the world, I'm lucky I don't have any friends. Inner Fara.
“Hmm, any more, Sir?”
“That's it, oh yes .. I don't forbid you from getting in touch with any man while not involving any affair between me and you!”
“Hhhh, now it's my turn to ask mr.” Fara put her smartphone back in her pocket. His head was slightly raised to be able to stare at Devan's face clearly.
“I'm second wife huh, Sir?” asked Fara with a serious face.
Getting such a question does not change Devan's cold, flat face.
“No,” replied the man briefly.
“Gosh! May I be third, or fourth?” Fara shut her mouth, feeling disbelief.
“Termu.” Devan was indifferent and chose not to explain.
“J-so right my umpteenth wife, sir? Then how much of Ley's mommy? But, why does Ley seem to have never met her mother?” cecar Fara with many questions that often cross his head.
Devan's hands clenched as Fara asked about Ainsley's mother, she didn't want to talk about it. In fact, it is seen that at this time Devan's face is so tense with a hardened jaw.
“Don't ask that again!” devan said with great emphasis.
Fara was astonished by her former boss who looked angry, she felt she had made no mistake. But, why does Devan look so terrible at the moment?
“Enghh .. i-it, I want to ask you until when this wedding takes place?” tanya Fara diverted Devan's anger.
“Until Ley doesn't need you!”
“When?” ask Fara who wants clarity.
“Until an indeterminable time,” reply Devan.
“This is unfair to me! No clarity at all,” reply Fara back.
“All decisions are in my hands, you've entered into this agreement. Don't expect to run, even if I don't make it above black and white. But, I can chase wherever you hide.” Threat Devan. The man intimidated Fara with his sharp gaze.
“Ke grave also father pursue?!” ask Fara fiercely.
“If you have nothing else to ask, it's best to get out of here!” Devan flipped over and walked towards his chair and desk.
“Good outside perishaa! I hate you, Sir!” It was Rutuk Fara who was feeling very upset.
The woman stomped her feet as she came out of her husband's study, she went into her own room and slammed herself into a soft bed.
“Hisss apes terribly my fate, have a boyfriend who cheated, married also not because of love. Just look yeah ruthless boss, uh ex-boss! I'll make you terFara-Fara.” Fara clenched her hands with soaring confidence.
Connect ….
Hadeuhh, be patient Fara. Later othor prepare a good destiny if othor again mood.