365 Day Contract

Chapter 18

Jihan is neat with her work clothes. The woman was drying her hair using a hairdryer. She helped ART, making breakfast to look useful as a daughter-in-law who lives in the house of in-laws. Although Mama Sonia never told Jihan to do homework, at least Jihan was self-conscious.

Not long after, Shaka emerged from the bathroom door. Jihan turned her head in reflex, but immediately shifted her gaze. Actually Jihan has memorized the habit of Shaka who only uses a towel every time he finishes bathing. But still there is less if not glanced at her husband, even though it ended in shame himself.

Shaka just passed by to walk in closet. He was quite confident of appearing open in front of Jihan. Perhaps it was because he felt he had the perfect body shape, so letting his torn bread be seen by Jihan.

"Dam,,! Come here for a minute." Shaka's baritone voice ends Jihan's activities. The woman instantly turned off the hairdryer and placed it on the dressing table.

"Yes sir,,!" Jihan walked quickly into the walk in closet. Inside, Shaka looks like he's looking for something in the closet.

"Why Sir.?" Jihan frowned next to Shaka. Because, the contents in the closet so a little messy. Jihan had just tidied up the closet last night.

"You put where my blue sky shirt is.?!" There was a hint of annoyance behind Shaka's question. Maybe furious because the one sought since not met.

"Ck, Mr. Shaka why didn't you say that earlier. Look, the closet's in a mess." Jihan reflex grumbling. Because, the woman did not like to see the contents of the closet messy. Just one shirt that is tilted or comes out a little from the pile, will definitely be neatened immediately.

"You're guilty of me.?!" Shaka wraps with a peeved glance.

Jihan grimaced awkwardly while shaking her head. How dare he blame Shaka.

"Let me clean up again." Said Jihan.

"Should. Isn't that the wife's job.!" Ketus Shaka while passing to a special wardrobe of material pants.

He left Jihan in place because of Shaka's words. It feels like something is shaking in the heart when you hear the words of the wife from the mouth of Shaka. But Jihan hurriedly brushed off that feeling. He closes the closet and opens the door of the other closet to pick up the shirt Shaka asked for.

"It's Sir." Jihan gives Shaka a blue sky shirt.

"You guys find a matching tie." The word is flat, but while grabbing the shirt and immediately wearing it.

Jihan scratched her nape while heading for a large drawer, where she kept a tie and a Shaka collection watch. If this is the case, she feels like a real wife who prepares her husband's work clothes.

Jihan takes a navy color tie with a slight pattern. After giving it to Shaka, she rushed out of the room and went to the dining room.

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In the dining room, Mama Sonia grinned at the sight of her daughter-in-law's hair looking wet. His mind had already led to a husband and wife battle. Though Jihan is just shampooing because of the sultry after helping cooking. And his fault, his hair is not too dry because it has been called Shaka. As a result Mama Sonia thought her son and daughter-in-law had just finished pitting grandchildren for her.

"Let's sit here baby," Mama Sonia grabbed Jihan and pulled out a chair to sit down. Jihan was a little confused, not confused by the treatment of her mother-in-law who was already this good from the beginning. But Jihan was puzzled at the smile and meaningful gaze from her in-laws.

"Thank you Mah," Jihan said amid her confusion.

Mama Sonia nodded with a big smile.

"Where's shaka.?" Ask.

"Still in my clothes."

Mama Sonia nodded again, then was busy preparing the dishes for her newly arrived husband.

"You still want to work at the company.?" Ask Papa Mahesa.

"Yes Pah. It feels good to stop or move parts. Comfortable with other co-workers." Jihan.

"Yes let Jihan keep working as a staff. As long as he's comfortable and at home." Mama Sonia said without wanting to force or organize Jihan's work.

Breakfast is over. Not much chatter happened after breakfast, because Shaka had been in a hurry to leave.

"We're leaving first Mah, Pah." Jihan was polite to her in-laws. Kiss the back of their hands in turn. Not like the shaka.

"Be careful on the road."

"Let's not come home too late, your brother wants to come." Mama Sonia's message to Shaka. The cold man only gave a short nod, then moved away from the dining room.

Jihan immediately followed and took Shaka's hand.

The woman grinned the horse as Shaka glanced sharply.

"Let Mama be equally unsuspecting Papa." Lirih Jihan and pulled the hand of Shaka who had stopped the step.

Jihan releases Shaka's hand as soon as she reaches the living room, when her position is no longer visible from the dining room.

"Sir Shaka don't get me wrong, I just want to save our secret from being exposed." Clearly Jihan.

Shaka clucking.

"Say you want to touch my hand." The Sahut is confident. Jihan rolled her eyes lazily, then walked quickly ahead of Shaka. In addition to being cold and indifferent, Shaka's confidence level is also very high.

...*******...

"Good Morning Sir, Mom,,"

"Good morning Mr. Shaka, Mrs Jihan,,"

Jihan smiled widely while nodding her head whenever any employee greeted them. Occasionally Jihan glanced at Shaka and nudged his arm, with the intention that Shaka would answer the greetings of his employees. But Shaka is still Shaka who has the nickname of a cool and cute CEO. The man only nodded faintly each time in greeting, his lips tightly pursed, not even a hint of a smile on his face.

Jihan becomes uncomfortable on her own, afraid that there are employees who are offended because Shaka's response is very indifferent.

"I first sir," Jihan said softly, very softly so as not to hear the employees who still apply tares.

Just had to walk two steps, Jihan was surprised because her waist in Shaka pull.

"Ehh, what the fuck,,,

"Silent Jihan.!" Shaka's whisper is full of emphasis.

His hands increasingly tightly embraced Jihan's waist and invited her into a special elevator.

From a distance, Jihan saw a woman walking quickly towards them. But Shaka hurriedly pressed the button to keep the elevator door closed.

As soon as the elevator door closed, Shaka immediately released his hand from Jihan's waist. His attitude, which had seemed possessive, now returned to his initial suit. Cold, stiff and squishy.

"Sir, my room is on the 6th floor." Lirih Jihan protest. He was taken to the 16th floor, where an important room was on that floor.

"Follow to my room first.!" Strong without being denied.

"But if I'm in the manager's reprimand how.?"

"I'm the CEO of this company if you forget.!" Answer Shaka. Jihan did not dare to protest anymore. If even later in the manager's reprimand, Jihan only needs to mention Shaka's name.