I'm my Boss' Contract Wife
I'm my boss's contract wife eps14
I think my head is dizzy.
Maybe my brain can't handle this, though,
I lay my body on the bed, drowning my face in the pillow.
I really can't fight them alone.
Drttt drttt...
I picked up the phone from Mamah.
Even I forgot to call Nita and mamah because of this problem.
[Hallo mah] I said.
[Hallo son, have you arrived] asked mama.
[So, I'm sorry I didn't tell you yesterday, I was busy, ] I replied.
[Yes not papa Pan, Nita keeps asking you] said mamah while chuckling.
[Yes, I'll call Typhoon Nita] I said.
I disconnected the one-sided call without hearing Mama's reply again.
I opened the WhatsApp app looking for Nita's name.
[Nit sorry I didn't call you, I was busy] I told Nita.
Just tick two ashes, means Nita is not holding hp.
I took a towel, cleaned myself.
'Maybe with a shower I can forget about this matter for a moment' my inner self.
I've been living in this city of traitors for five days.
I'm still in no position to fight uncle and Radit.
I don't know how my office is doing if my employees can handle all the work.
I was thinking about papah's lawyer, hopefully he still holds the will from papah.
I hurriedly picked up my phone which was located on the nightstand.
My hands are nimble looking for papah lawyer contact.
'Sir Ardi' muttered.
I dialed the number but unfortunately the number is no longer in contact, maybe he changed his card.
I called once again Ardi's number, but as a result he didn't answer my phone.
"Sial "my curse while slamming my phone into the bed.
I'm shuffling the hair in frustration.
I sat in bed thinking again about how to get out of this.
I took my phone again.
Looking for Rio's name there.
\[Find Mr. Ardi now\] my message to him.
Long time no answer I took my wallet and put it in my pants pocket.
My intention was to go somewhere that made me a little calm.
I sat in the garden, looking at the passersby.
'Hopefully Rio quickly found Mr. Ardi' my inner self.
I saw a child who was crying, her crying was heartbreaking.
"Why are you, where is your mother" I asked the boy.
He just shook his head and still cried.
I rubbed his hair that shoulder.
"Not crying yet" I said.
After a long time of persuasion, he finally stopped crying.
"You are crying, story to om ya" I told the girl.
"Omm mamah I'm sick" he said as he hiccupped the rest of the tears that fell.
"What is your mother sick about" I asked.
"Do not know omm, but you must be given medicine" he replied with a broken cry.
"Well, let's buy medicine so that it's interracial" I said.
"But I don't have any omm money" he said.
"The money from omm yes, you know what the cure is" I asked.
"Tau om" he replied with a nod.
I walked to the pharmacy leading the girl because there were so many cars passing by.
"What is the name of the drug" I asked when I arrived in front of the pharmacy.
"The name is inhaler om" he said.
I bought what the kid meant.
I paid for it and gave it to the boy.
"So your mom has asthma" I asked.
"Mother often shortness of breath om and if not quickly use this drug the mother must have fainted and must go to the hospital" he replied innocently.
Honestly my heart is a little touched by this child, as small as this he is already thinking about his mother's health,
"So what can om nganter you get to the house" I asked.
"Can" said.
I also bought chocolate and ice cream for the boy.
"Not what's your name" I asked because I didn't know his name.
"My name is Silvi if it's whose name is it" he asked.
"The name is Typhoon" I said
I finally got to the simple and minimalist house.
"So this is your home" I asked.
"Yes" he answered.
Without waiting any longer Silvi went inside the house calling out to her grandmother with a slight shout.
"What's wrong" the middle-aged woman asked hurriedly to open the door.
"There's Typhoon Grandma" Silvi replied as she pointed at me.
"I'm sorry there's a need for what "ask the middle-aged woman.
"I just drove Silvi home buk" I said politely.
Granny Silvi sees a rustling pouch tenteng by Silvi.
"This is what Sil is" the mother asked.
"This is the drug of the mother nek, om Typhoon who bought it" Silvi said innocently.
"Thank you son" said the mother.
I was let into the house, I sat in a slightly old wooden chair with a fading color.
My mother brought me some water to drink.
"Drink son" he said while offering a glass of water.
"Thank you buk" I said.
The mother went into the room holding a woman who still looked very young with a pale face and her path staggered.
"This is the jeng who bought you medicine and drove Silvi home" the mother told the woman Silvi called her mother.
"Thank you, sir, you're very kind" he said limply.
"It's the same" I replied, nodding my head.
"It looks like you're new here" asked Silvi's mother.
"Yes I just came here, my goal here I want to finish my job" I said.
They just nodded in understanding.
I looked around the house there was only furniture made of old wood.
I saw a picture on the wall.
I don't think I felt foreign when I saw the guy in the picture.
Whose picture is that??