Hey, My Cold Husband!
Cute

"It's okay, just asking" Mika replied. Raga rolled her eyes lazily.

"Miss, are you going to accompany the young master until you get home here?" ask Dion.

Mika looked at Dion. "Yes, I guess" replied Mika.

"Would you accompany me or interfere with my work?" syndir Raga.

"Why are you always so bad, Ga? I'm a good person, so how could I possibly bother anyone let alone my own husband."

Dion smiled amusedly hearing Mika say the word husband to Raga.

"Look at Dion, now that she just acknowledged me as her husband, it's really disobedient" Raga told Dion.

"Durhaka what? I will never fight you" said Mika, defending herself.

"Never? Want me to play a tape where you always argue with me and fight me, hmm?"

Mika gelagapan's. He scratched his non-itchy bend. "Well, the weather is hot today?" mika changed the topic.

Dion smiled, holding his laughter there.

"It looks like the AC in this room is on, miss," teased Dion.

Mika looked at the annoyed Dion who was stared at instead putting on a ignorant smile.

"Is there anything else you're talking to me about, Dion?" ask Raga.

"No young master, then I'm out,"

Dion breezed away from Raga's room. Don't forget he closed the door again.

As soon as Dion left her room, Raga looked at Mika who was playing her phone.

Raga immediately snatched her phone from Mika's hand. She saw what Mika was playing on her phone. And how shocked he was to see his phone screen displaying his own photo wearing an angry emoji on his face.

Raga stared hard at Mika. "You're my memotrer, hmm?" ask Raga, cold.

Mika. "Yes hehehe, but the picture's good, Ga?" mika is innocent.

"What's good, huh?! Look at this handsome face of mine you're replacing with angry emojis like this?!" snapped Raga, kicked Mika's leg.

"But cute tau," Mika put a mouth to her mouth.

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Nightfall..

Raga finished all her work today. He got up from his chair, walked towards the sofa where Mika was soundly asleep there.

The raga crouched down in front of Mika. He smiled anxiously at his stupid wife who was sleeping in his room. His sleeping wife's face really made him anxious. Really anxious.

"Young master," said Dion who was out of nowhere behind Raga.

"Look at Yon, his face was really ugly while asleep" Raga told Dion without looking at him.

Dion smiling. "Very cute, sir," said Dion, making Raga look at him.

"Don't praise her that?!" pissed Raga.

Dion chuckles. "Good sir,"

Raga stood up and she held Mika's body in brydal style.

"Sir, should I carry the lady?"

Raga raised one of her eyebrows up. "I'm her husband here, so let me take my wife." said Raga.

Dion nodded in understanding. He was walking behind Raga when Raga stepped on his feet.

When he got out of the elevator, many employees were staring at Mika with envy. How not? A handsome President who is cold like Raga holds a girl whose face is ordinary.

Dion who knew their gazes instantly cleared his throat making everyone lower their heads.

Raga did not care about their gazes, she just focused on holding her stupid wife who was now asleep.

"If I were to be the wife of the young master," said the female employee one.

"Don't dream! Not necessarily the girl the young master's wife, right?" reply female employee two.

"Hais, I'm really envious of that girl who was lucky to be carried by the young master." said the female employee of three.

Raga did not care about those words. He keeps his way out of his office.