Si Culun Suddenly Became President's Wife
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“If you don't want to see a doctor, I don't care about you anymore! Don't blame me if your wound gets worse.” Hardik Milan from a phone call then decided unilaterally. Deeply upset as Nara continues to refuse to examine her injuries, even continuing to avoid them.

This young man threw his phone rudely at the office desk that was before him.

“I won't care about him anymore, even if he gets hurt because of me.” Milan are upset.

“Ah why should she help me,” gritted while rubbing her face rough.

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The night is late, Millions of stars adorn the beauty of the night sky.

“Culun! Why he has not come home,” grumbled Milan when he found Nara had not yet come home. It had been three days after he said he didn't care about Nara anymore. But, he still did not calm down if he did not see the state of Nara. The shadow of the wound was swollen and bluish and continued to linger in his mind.

Lie if he is not worried about the girl's situation. Yes, even though he had said a thousand times to himself, if he would not care anymore, but still think about the geeky situation. The girl was hurt for protecting him.

The night is getting late, Milan is still waiting for Nara really his eyes are reluctant to be closed if he has not seen the glasses girl.

“Where is he? It's late,” Milan's eye bead staring at the wall clock has been at 12 p.m.

Saturated waiting in Milan's room then stepped out.

Milan's brows furrowed deeply as his bead of eyes caught a figure lying curled up on the sofa of the front room of the room. He also stepped closer.

“Gulun you're home!” milan said with arms crossed over his chest.

No reply from Nara.

“Hey why are you sleeping here! Why don't you come in,”.

“Sister's room is too cold,” says Nara. The room temperature of Milan is indeed very cold because the young man deliberately pranked it so that Nara did not feel at home.

“Cold.” Milan looked at Nara curled up in the cold.

This young man squatted down, put the back of his hand on Nara's forehead with.

“You have a fever!” milan said in a panic as she felt the warmth radiating to the back of her hand.

He has this fever for sure because of the injury on his back shoulder Milan thought.

“Don't take me to the doctor!” nara groaned with her eyes closed.

Milan hissed, inexhaustible why this girl was so afraid of doctors.

“Basic fool, you're even helpless still afraid to the doctor,” decak Milan.

Taking a deep breath, Milan's hand stretched out carrying Nara into the room.

Milan carried Nara to the bed, then laid her tiny body on her bed, not on the sofa anymore, the place where Nara used to sleep.

“Cold,” Nara's moans get shivering.

“The wound is sure, getting worse,” muttered Milan then sat on the bedside. His right hand then stretched out unbuttoned Nara's shirt, about to see the wound.

Milan swallowed his saliva when he had opened some buttons Nara's shirt, his gaze was shifted on the cleavage wrapped by a bra.

The body used to being wrapped in that long shirt, looking white, clean and smooth, made Milan's wild mind as a man momentarily flashed on the head.

Throwing aside his mischievous thoughts, Milan quickly tilted Nara's body to look at the wound.

Milan let out a rough sigh as he looked at the geeky's back shoulder.

“Kan getting swollen,” Milan masturbates. 

The young man pulled out the nightstand drawer, picked up the gel and then rubbed it against Nara's wound.

“Aww, sick,” squeal this girl with eyes closed half conscious, as Milan grease her wound with gel.

“This is because you never stop working, until the wound is difficult to heal and even worse,” gritted while polishing the gel.

After taking care of the geeky's wounds, Milan pulled the blanket wrapped around the tiny body to keep it warm.

“You should rest. Until your wounds are completely healed,” said Milan.

Milan lay on his side staring at Nara's face clingy, unframed glasses, enjoying his wife's shady face asleep.

“From now on, I will take care of your wounds, until you recover. You will not go anywhere until you recover,” said Milan.

Milan fell asleep next to Nara.

The morning mentari had welcomed, Nara began to wake up.

“Aww hurts,” complained Nara as she tried to move her heavy body.

“My hands are getting worse, until my body can not move anymore,” said Nara was not fully aware.

Nara's eye bead also leads to her body that feels heavy.

“Hand,” murmured.

Nara's eyes were now perfectly rounded, her consciousness had recovered, she saw a circular burly arm around her waist.

This girl also set her gaze to the side and precisely found the face of a handsome young man lying on his side who slept tightly hugging his body like bolsters.

“Kak Milan! What I did in his bed. Jeez what! I delirious, sleepwalking!” she desperately remembers nothing last night. How could he sleep in the bed of this fierce young man who hated him so much.

“Ease, I! He must be angry, just go into his room he's angry. Why do I even sleep here anyway, this is a tiger bed,” Inner Nara seemed to want to cry assuming she had made trouble with the fierce one.

Slowly Nara tried to free herself from Milan's embrace.

But his movements even made the embrace tighter.

Milan was disturbed from his deep sleep when he felt movement in his bed.

Milan's eyelids are starting to open. I saw the shadow of Nara. He was shocked too.

“You!” milan exclaimed in surprise, forgetting that he was the one who brought Nara into his bed.

Nara simply replied to him with a weird smile.

“Sorry to interrupt sister's sleep, I can't move,” Nara said.

Milan lowered his gaze staring carelessly at Nara's waist.

Ah ... why can she hug the geeky. Milan is against himself.

Quickly letting go of his embrace, Milan cleared his throat. “Emm. I'm just making sure you don't run away,” Milan said his brain spun rapidly in search of an alibi.

“Kabur ..”

“Yes from today you must not go anywhere, you must rest completely until your wounds heal,” press Milan discuss Nara's wounds.

“Rest, can't sister. I made an appointment to make up.”

“You do not want to see a doctor and also want to take medicine, so the only way for you to recover quickly must rest,” said Milan.

“Again they have paid the advance payment, I have to return it,” explained Nara begging.

“I'll recoup all your losses. One hundred million is enough," said Milan.

What ... Hundred million.

Nara was stunned in her place, It took Nara years to collect that much money, but the young man easily wanted to give her such a large nominal.

“She really has money in sacks that won't run out huh? Great sea! this brother of yours has never mentioned the number two bamboo or ten bamboo? Nothing if ngak, hundreds of millions, billion.” Nara's poor soul again churned not understand why there are people who so mix money.

Seeing Nara was silent.

“Less,” said Milan made Nara more and more out of words how could less. “Alright I will give you a bank card, it's unlimited you can use as you like,” said Milan bid.

“But, brother is not that ...” Nara is still trying to protest why she will now give him the card.

“I don't want to know! You're not going anywhere,” Milan's indisputable decree.

Nara let out a heavy sigh, what a bitch this guy is. Everything that was planned was messed up because of it.