I'm my Boss' Contract Wife
I'm my boss's contract wife eps 3
Evening arrived but my sleepiness had not yet come, I looked up at the sky this room felt uncomfortable, maybe I was used to the narrow room and this room was so spacious.
I saw Typhoon go into the room out of nowhere, anyway I don't care.
"Not sleeping Nit" he asked, seeing me not sleeping
"Not yet" I replied.
The Typhoon took off his shoes and the dark blue cameja that he wore until the remaining plain white T-shirts.
I turned my body and turned my back.
The cyclone went up on the bed, pulled the blanket so that it covered half of my body.
Typhoon stroked my hair, I was shocked and turned to him.
"As to do" I asked in shock and a little afraid.
"You asked for my rights" he said with a smile.
"But I'm not ready yet" I said
Without me realizing it, the Typhoon directly oppressed me and something happened that is not worth telling in public....
I sat on the bed and cried.
"Nit has not been crying" said mas Typhoon.
I didn't mince his words.
He approached me holding my hand and wiped away the tears on my cheek.
"Yes" he persuaded me to stop crying.
I threw my face away and shook his hand.
"Sorry "he said.
He immediately hugged me and rubbed my hair, I don't know I feel comfortable in the arms of Mr. Typhoon.
"I'm sorry Nit" he said again, calming me down.
Once in the morning I was woken up with the sound of an alarm clock, maybe a Typhoon put it up.
I saw the Typhoon wasn't next to me, where was he?
I looked around and found that Typhoon was praying.
"Nit's awake" he said, which surprised me.
"Yes" I replied briefly.
"Wake up and be ready, let me wash that sprai" he said.
I looked down and pulled the blanket over....
"Blood" I said in shock.
"You take a quick shower see the blood is swallowed" said the Typhoon again.
I got out of bed as soon as possible and went into the bathroom fortunately in this room has a bathroom inside, if only the bathroom was outside like in my house maybe I'd be embarrassed at home.
I've prepared and put on my official clothes, yes office girl clothes I see my reflection in the mirror
'What a shame your fate My inner Nita'
"Where are you going Nit" asked the Typhoon that was standing behind me.
"You work" I replied.
"Why do you have to work, you are now my wife you stay sitting sweet at home, let me work and support you" he said casually.
"You are now my responsibility Nita" he said again.
Typhoon stepped out of the room while carrying his office bag.
I just sat quietly in the room,
"Yes mah" I said
I immediately stepped towards the kitchen and I saw that Typhoon had finished eating and was preparing to leave.
I put on a sour face
"I'm leaving" said Typhoon
"Your breakfast is not over pan" said mamah.
The Typhoon kissed the back of his mama's hand with reverence.
"I'm leaving mah, Nit" he said
"Yes mas" timpalku.
"Pakett" shouted someone outside.
I who was sitting on the sofa immediately stood up and went to see the packager.
"Well, what's wrong" I asked
"There's no package for Lynda's mother arya Wijaya" replied the parcelkeeper
'Ohhh! So the name of the mama mas Typhoon was Lynda's mother anyway, why I just knew' murmured me.
"Oh, thank you" I told the parcel.
I knocked on Mom's room door,
"There's a package" I said.
The door to the room was open, too,
"Package who Nit is" he asked
"Say for mamah" I replied and immediately handed the package into my in-laws' hands.
I've been in my room all day, I don't know how boring it feels.
I heard the sound of a car entering the garage of the house, silent I peeked behind the curtains of the room window.
'The Typhoon came home in the hour of rest' my inner self.
I went straight out of the room, met the Cyclone sitting on the sofa.
"For why" I said half in shock because I saw the face of the Typhoon pale and like limp.
I immediately sat down and put my hand on the forehead of the Typhoon.
"Hot" I said. "Sickness, hot body" I said worriedly.
I took the Typhoon mas into the room, I immediately laid the body limp mas Typhoon on the mattress.
I quickly took a compress and drank water for him.
I put a compress on the forehead of Typhoon,
"For why is this" I asked him.
Even though I am still disappointed in him but if I see him sick like this I feel sorry, that's how I can't bear to see someone else hurt.
"I'm not papa" said the cold Typhoon.
I took the initiative to make Typhoon porridge,
"What's Nit for" asked Mamah to surprise me.
"Ehh, this is about to make porridge for Typhoon" I replied
"Emang Typhoon has come home "he asked again
"It's a very sick Typhoon to come home" I replied.
Mamah immediately walked towards the room of the Typhoon as a mother she was worried about her son.