Si Culun Suddenly Became President's Wife
look at the wound

The night welcomed, Milan had been inside the room waiting for the geeky restlessly. Wanted to know how the girl who had helped him was doing.

It has been a day Milan felt uneasy after hearing the chat Chelsea and his mother about the state of Nara.

“Why he hasn't come home yet! What, he thinks he's a robot working constantly on when injured,” grumbled Milan standing pacing back and forth staring towards the door. His bead of eyes gazed towards the wall clock that had shown right at the 9pm mark.

“How about his shoulder! Foolish why he prefers to go to a masseuse,” his reflection thinks of Nara's shoulder being hit by a chandelier. There was an uneasy feeling tucked away in the deepest depths of this fierce young man. He was the cause of the girl's injury.

Tired of what he was doing, Milan threw his body onto the sofa. “Ah .. shit! Why is he helping me! I'll be on my mind!” umpat Milan ruffled his hair in frustration. Guilt makes him unsettled, he's the cause of the geeky getting hurt.

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Nara had just returned home to Kalingga, walking by dragging a step towards Milan's room, putting on a grimaced face with pain in the shoulder that felt radiating throughout the body. He was no longer able to move his hand.

Nara turned the handle of the room door, pushing the square wooden object with her body.

“Culun! Why did you just come home?” the baritone voice sounded deafening Nara.

This girl also directed her gaze to the source of the voice.

“Kak Milan.” Nara's body petrified as she stared at Milan putting on a cold face, standing with her arms crossed over her chest.

“Culun! You're from anywhere!” sergeant Milan approached the bespectacled girl, grabbed Nara's wrist and led her to sit on the sofa.

Nara's body was immediately a great-granddaughter this time she was this close to Milan while in the room, let alone sitting side by side on the sofa together with this fierce handsome young man. Nara could only bow quietly, not wanting to be drugged by Milan's good looks.

“Open shirt!” milan put on a cold face.

Instantly Nara raised her gaze, looking at Milan who had a serious look, looking at what this fierce young man was joking with her words.

“A ... Pa!” said Nara stammered to make sure if he did not hear wrong.

“You're deaf huh, Quickly I said undress you!” hardik Milan's.

What ... Nara did not mistakenly hear her fierce husband ask her to undress.

“Iya, take off your clothes!”

Nara's thoughts begin to fade toward the husband and wife relationship. What is possible if Milan is currently about to ask him to do his duty as a wife. Butwhy? Wouldn't this fierce young man never accept her as a wife? Why now ask him to take off his shirt.

Staring at Nara who was just speechless sculpting, looking frightened made Milan snort to rotate lazy eyeballs, he said,

“Don't gr, I used to just want to see your shoulder that was hit by the chandelier,” ketus Milan as if I could guess the wild mind of the geeky.

Hearing Milan's words made Nara take a deep breath, it was not what she imagined.

“Buku, it's okay ko kak.” Nara lied on the interlude with a grin moving her aching hand.

“Ah is sick,” she lamented inwardly but pretended to be fine.

“I want to see it,” forcibly Milan glare sharply at Nara.

“No need kak.” Resist.

Milan rotated his lazy eye, the geeky still kekeh did not want to show his wound. The young man's hand was stretched out to reach for the button of Nara's shirt. Make this girl pull back her body while crossing her two hands in the chest as a defense.

“Kak Milan I was not hurt, my shoulder is fine.” Nara tries to avoid.

“You defied my orders!” Milan's bead eyes squinted at Nara.

Huft ... again Nara was helpless with the word command ...

Nara's crossed hands on her chest fell limp.

Ah ... again can only resign following the order of the owner of the room fierce and like it at will. He also began to unbutton the shirt he was wearing.

Nara's body stiffened, Nara's face reddened really she would be very embarrassed to show her body in front of her husband Milan.

"I'll take off my shirt in front of him. It's a shame, "Nara's inner self with pursed lips.