Not a Stupid Woman
Chapter 43.

His zeva pulled the blanket back to cover his body after he saw his plain condition without wearing a thread, and there were some red marks around his chest and neck. The tail of his eyes glanced to the side of the bed where there was a middle-aged man still sleeping in his dreams. He is Aris, the man he just met a few hours ago at a nightclub. It turns out that Aris took Zevanya to a five-star hotel and I don't know what she has done to the girl until the condition of Zevanya as it is today. Slowly the Zevanya began to shift his body position to get closer towards Aris then shook the middle-aged man's shoulders slowly.

"Om, Om woke up, Om," said Zevanya who still continues to shake the man's shoulder.

Aris' body began to squirm because his sleep had been disturbed, the man blinked his eyes then turned to look at Zevanya who was sitting while staring intently at him.

"Dear you're awake? Wh why? Want to ask again, huh?" aris's Goda on the Teen Girl.

"What do you do with me? Did we just?"

"Yes we did, why should you be surprised? Aren't you used to doing that? The proof is that you are already hollow, you want to ask for how much money? I have an interesting offer for you if you want," said Aris then rolled his naughty eyes.

"Bec ... What offer Om?" The zevanya began to wonder.

"I want you to be my mistress, and I'll give you fifteen million rations every month. I will also cover all your school fees. Just so you can keep this a secret and you're always there whenever I want." His zeva paused for a moment, digesting all the words that were thrown from the middle-aged man's mouth.

"Where? You agreed? If you agree, I'll transfer the money now for your rations this month," urged Aris so that Zevanya immediately give an answer.

"Okay, I want to but I have one more condition for Om," replied Zevanya with a slanted smile.

"Condition? Another condition? Let's say, surely Om will fill it as long as you can satisfy Om."

"I don't want to pay my tuition fees, because I've been kicked out of the house and I don't want to continue school anymore. I just want to enjoy my life, so I want to buy my house so I don't have to spend anymore. And Om can meet me whenever Om wants," explained Zevanya smiling meaningfully.

"So you want me to buy you a house? Okay I will buy you a house but later after you prove that you can do what I want, for now I will find you a rented house first," reply Aris while caressing every inch of Zevanya's body under the blanket.

"Tok a rented house Om? I want to buy a house," Zevanya whined her lips.

"Yes, but that's later after you can prove that you can satisfy me."

"OK I will prove it but Om also can not break the promise, Om must immediately buy me a house," replied Zevanya not to lose.

"Okay deal, because you've built me up. You have to take responsibility!" Aris immediately hugged her body and resumed their hot activities until morning.

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Birds chirping with each other accompanied the arrival of sunlight. A woman was ready with her formal clothes, Areta put some Bian equipment in a special bag and put it in the car. A moment later the woman went back inside the house to pick up Bian who was still in the baby box.

After sitting Bian on the baby seat, Areta began to drive her car to Raisya's residence. Along the way Areta continues to invite Bian to chat even though only answered with typical babble. Without feeling Areta's car has entered the yard of Raisya's house, the homeowner immediately came out to welcome Areta's arrival.

"Wah ... finally you came Areta, Aunt has been waiting for you from earlier," said Icha, mother of Raisya.

"Oh yes, Auntie because it was Bian woke up rather bad luck. I also did not have time to cook at home," replied Areta who had just locked Bian's body from her babby seat.

"What a coincidence, Auntie was cooking seafood fried rice. Let's have breakfast together, and you just go to Raisya cooperation, invite Icha who has always considered Areta sepwrti her own child.

"That's so good, Aunt, may I have breakfast here."

The three walked to the dining table, there was already a child from Raisya who was eating his favorite fried rice. After breakfast, Areta and Raisya leave for the office in Areta's car. The woman started driving her car at moderate speed to get through the streets this morning.

"Is Raisa why am I so nervous, huh? What because it has not been in the office for a long time continues to suddenly enter the office so gini," said Areta who is still focused on driving her car.

"It seems you are not deg-degan because it has not been in the office for a long time, Areta. But you deg-degan that's because now your position as secretary to Mr. Rivan," Raisya replied then laughed.

Areta flicked her lips to hear the words of her best friend, "What the hell is not clear.

"It's not clear how, it looks so good that Mr. Rivan likes you. Beware of course it will long be a cinlok." Raisya just kept teasing her best friend.

"Ye, how good do you think this is again filming soap operas, can you get everything?"

Without feeling Areta's car has entered the office area, the woman immediately parked her car in a special parking lot of employees. The two walked to Rivan's room. Areta knocked on the door of the room slowly.

Areta and Raisya immediately entered the room, Rivan's smile expanding to see who had appeared from behind that door.

"Good morning, sir," said Areta and Raisya in unison.

"Morning, come sit down. I want to talk to you guys."

Areta and Raisya crumple their bodies in the chair across from Rivan's desk. Areta slightly knitted her brows as she saw that there was one more desk in the room.

"Okay now we start yes, Raisya after this please you compile any list of work that Areta should do as my secretary. And Areta, that's your desk."

Rivan pointed at another table that Areta had just focused on, the woman's eyes widened at the instant of hearing her boss's words.

"My desk, sir? Isn't the secretary's desk usually next to your door?" ask Areta confused.

Rivan smiled meaningfully then looked back at Areta's face, "Yes that's for my old secretary, you're my new secretary and I want you to be in this room with me."

Areta could only snort annoyedly at Revan's words. After the chat was over, Raisya immediately returned to his room and carried out what his superior had ordered. Areta walks towards her desk. Rivan smiled obliquely looking at the expression on Areta's face who was now sitting in a room with her

"Areta," call Rivan softly."

Areta lifted her face to look at Rivan who was looking back semyum, "Yes sir?"

"Please make me coffee, usually my secretary first it every morning always make me coffee. Half a teaspoon, don't be too sweet because I don't like sweet. Look at you who are already sweet continue to drink sweet coffee, can make me diabetes for a long time," ordered Rivan while teasing Areta.

"Here, don't be my gombalin-ass. I'm not mempan, sir the same crocodile fight as my father. I was full of sweet and sweet promises from Andrias first. I am also not a stupid woman who can melt just because of a fight. Yes, excuse me first to make Mr. coffee," Oceh Areta who soon passed from the presence of Rivan.

The woman heads to the pantry to make coffee for her boss, ten minutes later Areta goes back into Rivan's room with a tray.

"Please, Mr. Coffee. Areta placed a cup of coffee in front of the man, Rivan immediately took the cup of coffee then sipped its contents a little but was again sprayed out by the man.

"Oh my goodness, Areta, what is this coffee? Why a hook so bad, already like medicine know not," upset Rivan after downing a glass of water on his desk to relieve the bitter taste.

"You're the one who said that you don't like sweet, '" Areta denied without guilt.

"How much sugar do you put on a spoon?"

"Half a teaspoon in accordance with the request of the Father," replied Areta still in a relaxed fashion.

"Keep the coffee you put how many spoons?"

"The coffee I put three spoons sir."

Rivan patted his own eel hearing Areta's reply, "Jeez Areta, you're actually half a teaspoon. But why did you give me three spoons of coffee? You want to poison me intentionally? That coffee's one and a half spoons." Rivan exhaled violently

"Areta, this coffee tastes really bitter. Even more bitter than the headache medicine I used to take."

"Yes already if so you drink it while looking at me, did you say that I am sweet," said Areta then smiled rancidly.

"It's really you!"

Areta smiled looking at Rivan's expression that was being annoyed at her.

"Eat him sir, don't like sweet talk. Once it can be bitter pain, right, the woman prefers proof of action rather than just the words dreadlocks."

Areta was about to step back to her desk but first her hand was blocked by Rivan until the reflex turned her body. Accidentally their gazes met each other, but Areta hurriedly turned her face away.

"You want proof, right? I'll prove it to you soon, I'm not just a man who can deliver a promise!" resolutely Revan stared intently at Areta.