365 Day Contract

Chapter 14

Sunlight burst forth, penetrating into the room through the gaps of the curtains that were not perfectly closed. The room becomes very bright and disturbs Jihan's deep sleep. The eyes with the plump fur rub several times before they open wide. Jihan was a little confused observing the circumstances around. The spacious room, and all the complete and expensive furniture, contrasts sharply with the daily view of Jihan every time she wakes up.

"Why did I forget to stay at the hotel." Jihan murmured after last night's memory popped up one by one. The wedding was not a dream, the festive party was also real. Jihan is not being embarrassed. She became queen last night, next to the handsome king.

"Sir Shaka.?!!" Jihan jumped out of bed. With a panicked expression, her eyes looked around, looking for her husband's whereabouts. As his hands fumbled his own body, fear was already in the works by Shaka. Because suddenly he was already in bed, but last night slept on the sofa. Of course it was Shaka. Because there is no way Jihan moved to bed in a state of sleep.

Clamps,,,!

Jihan turned her head when she heard the sound of the door opening. From inside the bathroom, Shaka appears wearing only a towel wrapped around his waist. Automatic Jihan turned her body, although she had seen the carved torn bread in Shaka's stomach which was quite tempting.

Plaque..!!

Jihan patted her own head, she could have thought things out. When just woke up and still quite early in the morning, instead of having a clear mind, Jihan's mind was even stained.

Shaka's forehead shriveled, noticing Jihan acting strangely like a misbehavior. With a flat face, Shaka walked towards her suitcase to pick up a change of clothes.

"Sir Shaka, why,,,"

Jihan hasn't finished talking, but it's been cut quickly by Shaka.

"Don't think shit. You fell off the couch, so I moved you in bed.!" Explain clearly. From his tone of speech, it was clear Shaka did not want any misunderstandings.

Jihan paused for a moment, trying to recall what Shaka had just said. But Jihan did not feel like she had fallen off the couch. Either Shaka is lying, or Jihan is too slumbering, so unconscious when falling off the couch.

In the midst of daydreaming and curiosity, Shaka spoke again.

"I'm not interested in touching you, so don't think I took advantage of moving you to bed." He said a little. It was as if Jihan was not attractive at all. And it makes Jihan upset, to the point of having the mind to reply to Shaka's words.

"Many say, normal men find it difficult to hold back if only alone in a room with women.!" Duty Jihan. He smiles with satisfaction, though he can't see Shaka's reaction as he stands his back to the man.

"So it's worth asking if something doesn't happen." The sentence was full of emphasis, Jihan deliberately spoke again because there was no response from Shaka.

"What did you expect.?" Jihan surged in shock, she was shocked because Shaka's voice was so close to her ear.

When she looked, Shaka was already behind her. Just a few inches away. Jihan gulped with difficulty, her net could not be conditioned when she saw Shaka still bare-chested. It's just not wearing a towel anymore, but knee-length shorts. Jihan reflexed away, too close to Shaka making it hard to breathe. Moreover, the smell of shampoo and soap that emanated from her husband's body, as if to tear apart the defense of his sense of smell.

"Ti, there's no.!" Reply Jihan while running to the bathroom.

Shaka smiled obliquely seeing Jihan running away in fear. If it was another man, it would probably laugh out loud looking at Jihan's pale face when frightened. But that's not the case for the super-cold, cuckoo Shaka.

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Jihan sat in front of the dressing table while enjoying the pieces of fruit on the plate. He and Shaka were in a hotel room without any interaction. Shaka busied himself with his laptop. Earlier this morning after breakfast, Shaka's personal assistant came to the hotel to bring her a laptop. Shaka may be tired of staying in a hotel room with no activities, so he has his assistant bring him a laptop so he has a busy time. There are 1 night left to stay at the hotel.

Jihan glanced at the clock on her phone. It was 11 o'clock, he wanted to take Shaka to lunch outside so as not to get bored, but hesitated.

5 minutes, 10 minutes, no sign of Shaka closing his laptop. His face grew even more serious, staring at the laptop screen in front of the desk. That guy's really busy.

"Sir, Mr. Shaka.?!" Jihan exclaimed after wrestling with her own thoughts.

"It's lunch time. How about eating out.? I'm bored just in the room."

There was no answer, but his hand folded up the laptop and got off the couch.

Jihan gave a smile to see Shaka standing up. The woman grabs the sling bag, inserts her phone and follows Shaka.

Occasionally Jihan stared at Shaka's back, the tall man was very cool and cool even though he looked from behind. Maybe because his posture is quite supportive, then his casual but branded outfit. Moreover, the expensive watch is always attached to the wrist. Just a glance, everyone can guess that Shaka is a Sultan.

Entering one of the restaurants at the hotel, Jihan and Shaka sit opposite. The couple were like strangers, silent from the moment they left the hotel room.

Both ordered food.

Shaka's cell phone ringing voice broke the silence. The man reached into the cell phone in his pants pocket and raised a phone call.

"Yes, what's the matter, Mah.?"

"Hem."

Jihan, who was busy with a cell phone in her hand, was a little surprised when Shaka pushed her phone.

"Mom will say." He said in a cute style.

Jihan takes the expensive phone from Shaka's hand and brings it closer to her ear.

"Siang Mah," Sapa Jihan was friendly. His lips covered a big smile because he was moved. Her mother-in-law was too kind, to call Shaka to just talk to her.

In front of Jihan, the handsome man stared without a blink as Jihan developed her sweet smile. Although Shaka's face was flat, his eyes were slightly different. Shaka's lips may be in denial, but the look in his eyes can't lie about what Jihan's charm looks like when she smiles.

"What are you doing.? Was last night a success.?"

Seloroh Mama Sonia's. Jihan glanced towards Shaka with red cheeks. Her mother-in-law's question made Jihan misbehaved. Thankfully, Shaka did not listen.

Although Jihan is inexperienced, the age of 25 is mature enough to know life after marriage. So his brain was immediately connected when asked such a question.

"We're having lunch at Mah's. Mama ate.?" Jihan switched the conversation so as not to lead in that direction, so did not respond to her mother-in-law's questions.

"Yes, you have eaten first. Eat a lot to have energy. Don't forget to make a funny grandson for us."

Said Mama Sonia who sounded holding back laughter across there. Jihan's face just got more blushing. Shaka was curious as to what made Jihan look embarrassed and misbehaved.

"It." Jihan thrusts Shaka's phone after ending the call.

Jihan immediately lowered her head and did not dare to look at Shaka. It further provoked Shaka's curiosity. The man was a heavy kepo.

"What's the talk, anyway.?" Shaka asked a little forcefully.

"Sir Shaka why not say that Mama already wants to have a grandchild. You see, I don't want to marry Mr. Shaka. How about every day on the grandchild bill." Cerocos Jihan with throbbing lips. She is upset with Shaka, as well as pitying her in-laws. Unintentionally, he had given false hope to the in-laws as good as Mama and Papa Shaka.