Wedding Pay
Resignedly

'Defuse me! smile smile cynical smile of all, surely this is something planned.' Inner Vey guessed it, Dey himself was watching from the end of the head to the bottom end on Vey.

'Actually this is a pretty boy, but why does it look tomboy gini. Hem, eleven twelve equals Vellyn. Same likes to make troublemakers, annoying. No sister, no secretary.' Inner Dey who also followed Vey from end to end.

"Sir Boss, dih! daydreaming. I was told what? sit on the cake, or .. go home." He smiled as he puffed both of his cheeks.

"Mass my back right now, don't protest too much."

"Well! said Mr. Boss was hit to make a crumble, why ask me to massage the back of the Father? the dih! weird."

"This much talk of you, don't call me Father, understand. You think I'm your father, good."

"Well, who do you keep calling? A brother? a sister? or ... Om! be good." Instantly, Dey stared intently at Vey. Vey smiled at Dey.

"As for you, it's important I'm not your father." Dey said, then immediately got up from his position who was sitting in his chair and approached Vey who was standing upright in front of him.

"Of! don't be told to mijit dong, my hands are cramping." Pinta Vey is full of excuses, hoping to escape from her boss. Unwittingly too, Vey has called him Om! Dey himself only frowned for a moment.

"There are many reasons for you, my massage hunt. Or ... I'll punish you even harder, huh."

"Yes yes yes yes yes Om handsome .." said Vey while throwing his smile and playing eyes, again Dey just throw his breath rough when responding to strange behavior on Vey.

CTAK!

"Aw! sick, Om." yelled at Vey while rubbing his forehead which got a strong jolt from Dey.

"I thought so." Sahut Dey, then back to his seat.

By force, Vey finally can only obey his boss. He didn't want to get more punishment to torture her.

"Of! if the pain says yes, I'll add my strength." Speak to Vey lightly.

"Don't say much, just do your job." Sahut Dey while staring at his screen.

'Vey's massage was delicious too, I guess as scary as the collision.' Dey's unconscious mind was enjoying a gentle massage from Vey.

"Ehem ahem," the throbbing sound from the doorway shocked both Vey and Dey. At that moment, Vey stopped his activity that was massaging the back of his Boss.

"Go there to your place of work, sneak." Dey commands while elbowing Vey who is next to him.

With a friendly smile on Mr. Zayen, Vey was finally able to return to his workplace. 'Congratulations .. congratulations, I finally didn't massage her.' Inner Vey was triumphant.

"Vey, come here." Call Mr. Zayen who is standing tall near his boss' desk.

'What the hell is wrong, Uncle Zayen? it's true that it makes me even more tense.' Inner Vey was full of suspicion.

"Now you don't have a job, do you?" ask Mr. Zayen.

"Yes Uncle, Vey's still being idle. Today Vey hasn't gotten a job from Om Dey."

"Om Dey?" asked Mr. Zayen to investigate and his gaze moved towards his nephew.

"Looki Uncle, Om Dey it does not want to be called Father. He said Om Dey was not Vey's father, so Vey was strictly forbidden to call him Father. Though other Boss Bosses also call him Mr. Deh, what because Om Dey is acute jomlo yes Uncle." Vey and set his gaze to Dey who looks to be clenching both hands holding back the anger and also the annoyance. Mr. Zayen only held back his laughter as Vey said his nephew was acutely single.

"Sokay know, you." Dey said with annoyance.

"Already, you two are like brothers. It's hard to control, and it's also hard to make peace. So gini, Uncle has a job for you, Vey. Inevitably you have to obey orders from Uncle, whatever it is there is no rejection." Said Mr. Zayen, Vey was just dumbfounded to hear it.

"What job, Uncle?" vey asked curiously. While Dey himself was already able to catch it himself, his job was none other than massaging himself, Dey thought with his guess.

"Uncle ask, you massage and massage the correct part of the waist belongs to Dey. Remember, don't carelessly massage. Since the waist is not a trivial thing for you to massage, you can definitely and understand." Mr. Zayen explained.

Vey himself was suddenly stunned when he heard it directly, like getting ush simalakama. Stop massaging, but have to continue again.

'But, I don't think there will be any massage drama, apparently I have to accept simalakama fruit.' Inner Vey with lethargy.

Seriously, Vey turned towards Dey who was holding his waist. Having felt guilty when accidentally hit Dey, Vey finally obeyed the request of his Uncle.

"Good, Uncle. Vey will do the orders from Uncle well, as well as the pain of Vey who does not focus on looking at the streets. In the end Vey accidentally hit someone who does not know what, because the streets at night were indeed very quiet." Vey answered convincingly.

"Yes already then, you can massage him in the rest room. Tell Uncle what you need to massage Dey's waist."

"Special oil for massaging, continue. Already, that's it Uncle." Vey answered and smiled sweetly, but her smile was full of meaning that was hard to decipher.

"I don't like the smell of onions, change the others." Dey chimed.

"Om Dey wants to heal or not? hem, if you don't want to. I took off my hands, because the onion was already my mainstay for massaging." Vey who still insists, even though the reality is not to use red onions is okay.

"Dey, you better take it to Uncle. Most importantly your waist was healed soon, did you forget the date that has been determined? hem."

"Yes, Uncle." Answer Dey flat.

'Shit! why even using the mainstay style to corner me, sucks. Hopefully what will be my wife later is not like Vey who is super annoying, can die standing me.' Inner Dey shuddered in horror as he imagined his bride was a figure like Vey. Women who are super annoying and have super energy that can kick at any time.

"Yes, Uncle wants to ask one of the employees to find massage oil and also the onion. You two stay here, don't run away. If you two run away, do not hesitate you two will marry Uncle, understand." Said Mr. Zayen while threatening the two. Vey and Dey both shuddered in horror at the threat from their Uncle.