Suddenly the BOSS Wife
SPICY FLAVOR REMEDIES

Dew put his phone on Nathan's desk and started massaging it. In the past, he used to massage his father's alm. So you could say if massaging is not something that is difficult for him. The massage successfully made Nathan sleepy. Until the man can no longer focus on his work. Sometimes he looks yawning.

"Sister, if we call the room, where will my table be placed?"

Nathan's nearly closed eyes opened again because of Dew's question. "What?" he didn't hear much because he almost fell asleep.

"My desk, work desk. Where will I sit?"

"You don't have to use a table."

"Loh," Dew frowned. "Where do computers need to be placed?"

"You sit down on a couch. If you need a laptop, you can use that desk." Nathan pointed to the table in front of the sofa.

"But working time kayak gi_"

"Not protest. If you still protest again, I'll have you sit on my lap."

Dew instantly glared. His job is becoming more and more unclear.

Dret dret

The mobile phone on the table vibrates. Before Dew had time to take it, Nathan first grabbed the flat object.

"Eric?" Nathan frowned. He remembered that besides Rama, there were several male contacts who often sent messages and called Dewun, one of whom was Eric. "Who is he?"

"Friends" Dew said as he tried to snatch his cellphone held by Nathan. Unfortunately failed because Nathan immediately distanced the object.

"What friend?"

"Friends of one division."

"So she works here too?"

Dew nodded.

"Seek this guy fired. The working hours were calls, "nathan grumbled.

The phone Nathan was holding finally stopped shaking. But shortly thereafter, a message came in from Eric. And without permission, Nathan opened it.

[Mbun, are you really moving parts? There's an OB that's moving your stuff. He said he wanted to be moved into Mr. Nathan's room. ]

Dew does not know if at this time, there is a furore in his division. Of course it was because the Dew was suddenly moved without any prior notice. And the more exciting, the move 1 is not a division, but to Nathan's room, as a personal assistant.

"Sister Nathan what the hell, how open, that's privacy," protested Dewun.

[ Mbun, kok diread. You really moved Mbun? ]

Another message from Eric.

"So much attention is he on you? What's your relationship?" ask Nathan.

"Friends."

"Not friends with benefits, right?"

"Ordinary friend" Dew finally managed to pull his phone in Nathan's hand.

"He likes you?"

Dret dret

Dew did not have time to answer, The phone he held back vibrated, and there was the name Eric on the screen. Dew glanced at Nathan, hesitating between answering or not.

"Look."

"Well!" The dew gawk heard Nathan telling him to lift.

"Don't forget the loadspeaker."

The dew is still silent, making Nathan so boisterous. "I said lift," pressed him.

There was no other choice, Dew finally picked up the phone from Eric.

"Finally you lift the Mbun juva," heard a sigh of relief from Eric. "Mbun, are you really Mr Nathan's assistant now?"

Dew glanced at Nathan at a glance before replying. "Yes Ric."

"Hem, you mean?" The dust turned toward Nathan. "What do you mean?" Dew groggy once phone while glared at Nathan. That's what Nathan was talking about. So it's getting more wrong.

"She may have hidden intentions, may want revenge. She must be angry because you're the third person in her sister's household. But the rumors don't actually turn out Mbun? You're not Mr Rama's mistress, are you?"

Dew clogging like choking. It's too embarrassing to answer if the rumors are true.

"Mbun, I'm afraid of you."

"Fear, fear what?"

"Fear you're not doing anything to Mr. Nathan."

Nathan's eyes immediately glared. What does the word apain mean? Thought he was a perverted boss, who took advantage of his subordinates.

"Who-whatever do you mean?" Dew until trembling saw Nathan who glared sharply at him.

"Nice talking over the phone. Gini, we'll have lunch outside during the break."

Nathan shook his head, making a wish for the Dew to refuse.

"I don't think Ric can."

"Why?"

"I-i'm.."

Nathan grabbed Dew's phone and disconnected the connection.

"Sister Nathan what the hell," Dewun recaptured his phone.

"Hour rest, you're here."

"But a_"

The Dew stopped when someone knocked on the door. It was Dimas who came. He told Nathan if they should go to the meeting room immediately.

"Remember, stay here, don't go anywhere, let alone meet Eric." Nathan shut down the laptop he was going to bring. "Steak my table."

"Hem," said the Dew while twisting both his eyes lazy.

Nathan walks with Dimas out of his room. But before he really came out, he turned his head back towards the Dew. "Remember, stay here until I get back."

"Ish, yes," said the Dew while glaring. "Basar bawel," he said when Nathan was really out.

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After the meeting, Nathan immediately returned to his room. The corner of his lips lifted up to see the sleeping Dew on the sofa in a half-sitting state. And what made Nathan couldn't help but laugh, Dew's mouth gaping.

Nathan picks up the phone, approaches Dewun to get the best shot of his version.

Though his mouth was agape, but why still look beautiful.

Nathan hurriedly regained his senses. It could be that he was charmed at the girl who while sleeping had her mouth gaping. He should have felt, not even admired silence.

Nathan stared at the crackle containing two boxes of rice chicken geprek that Anisa had bought. He believes the Dew must be starving because it hasn't had lunch yet. As for lunch, Nathan forbade him from leaving the room.

Suddenly a prank idea popped up in Nathan's head. He put the crackle with the food and opened it. Take a little sambal and then insert the Dew mouth that is slightly open.

Feeling that something was entering his mouth, the Dew that was still half conscious immediately swept his tongue on his lips. And in a moment, his eyes opened. Hot, his lips felt like they were burning.

"Hot, hot," cried Dew as he wagged his mouth with the palm of his hand. He immediately runs to Nathan's desk to find a drink.

Nathan couldn't help but laugh. He held his stomach to see the funny behavior of Dew pesesesan.

Dew screams in frustration when he finds a bottle of mineral water on Nathan's table empty. Coffee, yes, he immediately grabbed the coffee cup, but again, he had to be disappointed because when he opened the lid, it was empty.

"Hot, hot," Dew tears to flow so hot lips and tongue. Even some of the chili has entered his throat. Right now, his mouth to throat felt like it was burning.

Seeing Dew's reddened face and tears flowing, Nathan felt guilty. Moreover, he did not take into account if there were no drinks in this room. In addition, Nathan does not know if Anisa deliberately ordered the sauce with the most spicy level.

"Aahh.heat," Dew was about to come out to get a drink, but Nathan first pulled his hand and cup. Nathan's lips landed right on the Dew. He wiped the rest of the chili on the woman's lips using her lips and tongue. Afraid of being bitten again, the Dew reflex opened his mouth, making Nathan's tongue immediately burst in. Twisted and sucked his tongue to remove the remaining spicy residue there.