365 Day Contract

Chapter 20

Out of Shaka's room, Jihan was found rubbing her lips gently. Lips that have just been kissed are short, even a little at *****. Just the first time he felt a kiss for 25 years, Jihan suddenly dazed. His mind was busy wandering. Between wanting to make a calculation, or just resigned after being kissed suddenly by Shaka. Moreover, it has felt what it feels like to be lips with Shaka, like there are sweetness.

Jihan is seen shaking her head, perhaps trying to get rid of perverted thoughts that are not in line with the contents of the heart. His heart refused, but he was shown a short kiss with Shaka. Maybe because of the fist kiss, the first experience of lip-fighting.

"Just look, I have nothing to lose.!" Jihan's grumbling incessantly. Her lips were about to kamit from the time she left Shaka's room for the elevator.

"Damn.!! Oh gosh. From earlier called even ngoceh himself.!" From behind, Diana half ran after Jihan. The woman only turned her head after Diana raised her voice.

"Sorry Mba, I'm not horrified." Jihan grinning the horse.

How to listen when his mind is centered on one person while cursed. Because of Shaka, the focus of Jihan to be divided. As a result, her hearing was reduced because she was busy grumbling and thinking about her first kiss that Shaka stole, her own husband.

"Say there is a model abroad that is perfect for Mr. Shaka. Who's that.?" Diana half-whispers at Jihan, probably afraid of hearing others, let alone hearing Shaka.

"Former boyfriend, Mr. Shaka." Answer Jihan cuek.

Diana patted her best friend's shoulder because of anxiety because Jihan's reaction looks ordinary. Moreover, she still called Shaka as Pak, even though she was already her husband.

"Aww, why was it hit by Mba," Jihan protested pouting. His one hand rubbed the mark of Diana on his shoulder.

"The end of the husband at the ex, how can you still relax so.!" Omel Diana seemed to be in disbelief.

"Keep the max what call your own husband using the name Pak all.? You do not want to find a romantic call so as not to stiff. Newlyweds but no romance at all."

Jihan almost turned a deaf ear to Diana's chattering. It was too noisy and of no benefit to Jihan. Because his marriage to Shaka is not like Diana's shadow. Hence Jihan can relax and not care when Shaka's ex-lover comes along.

"So let it go, it doesn't have anything to do with me."

"This is the office, what's wrong with me calling Mr. Shaka. At work it must be professional mba." Replied Jihan without thinking first the answer that came out of her mouth. He was unaware that his answer aroused Diana's suspicion. Because it is clear that Jihan does not care about Shaka and his past. Women and jealousy are two things that cannot be separated. But Diana did not see any jealousy in Jihan's eyes at all.

"Mba is surprised by you. This is you're pretending to be strong, aren't you jealous at all.?" Diana stared in full search. Jihan only realized that she had misspoken, until Diana seemed very suspicious.

"That's not what it means. Does everyone not have a past.? if there is something to be done, why should I be jealous or angry is not clear with his ex Mr. Shaka." Jihan was silent for a moment, the woman had trouble stringing her words together again. Somehow it must be so that Diana stops being suspicious.

"Give me, after all, Mr. Shaka is honest about his past. So what should I be jealous of."

Jihan smiled widely, just convincing Diana that she had no problem with the arrival of Shaka's former lover.

Diana breathed a heavy sigh. Jihan's answer didn't make her satisfied, like something was still stuck.

"As far as you go. Mba is confused about her knowledge. I hope his ex-sister Mr. Shaka doesn't have any bad intentions." Diana said before passing by to her desk.

Jihan also left just like that. What should he worry about and worry about.? His relationship with Shaka was only a contract marriage.

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

Jihan scratched her nape while commenting on a stiff smile. Not knowing what to answer, she was confused as well. It is difficult to find the right reason.

"Sorry, I don't mean that. The day after tomorrow I'll buy you lunch. How's.?" Bring Jihan enthusiastic. Rather than dizzy looking for the right answer, end up distracting with the offer of free meals.

"Just have lunch.? There's no party.?" Tapping on one of the male co-workers. Others seem to agree and participate in provoking Jihan to hold a party.

"Okay, Okay, I'll talk to Shaka first." Reply Jihan who does not want to dizzy.

The room immediately grew more boisterous. Many were impatient for the party. Imagining who Jihan's husband was, of course, would not hold a simple party. It seems like their wedding is very luxurious and only attended by important people.

"Brother, she's somebody's wife." Whisper someone at the man occupying the table next to him. The man who had been staring at Jihan with a look of love mixed with disappointment. His heart is not okay. He was heartbroken before he started. The woman who has recently filled her heart and mind now belongs to someone else.

"I think she's been single all along." She smiled as she smiled wryly.

"Office can be excited if from the beginning of their relationship is published. You are the one who does not think far. Where there's a girl as pretty as she doesn't have a boyfriend." His words are understood by Arda.

Yellow janur is already curved. Jihan has already become someone else's wife, Arda can do anything but mourn her broken heart.

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

"I'll wait in the car in 10 minutes.!"

Jihan's lips pursed reading a chat from Shaka. He hurriedly cleaned up his desk. Some people have left the room.

"Jihan, congratulations on your marriage and Mr. Shaka." Arda's voice stopped Jihan's activities.

His face slightly looked up to look at the man standing in front of his desk. A sincere smile rose on Jihan's lips.

"Thank You."

"May Mas Arda catch up quickly." Said praying. Arda just smiled faintly. In Jihan's eyes it might seem ordinary and natural, but not for Arda who was forced to smile to cover her wounds.

"I'm waiting for the widow." Arda answered later.

Jihan clucked in surprise while shaking her head.

"Jakarta has no shortage of girl stocks, Mas. What is the same with widows.?" Jihan asked unsuspectingly if the widow Arda meant was her own.

Again Arda just smiled thinly, this time did not continue the chat and chose to leave first.

"Many single men want to be widows. At least I'll still sell out if the contract expires." Jihan Gum. But then a tingly smile. The fate of his life was never imagined. It's too secretive and sometimes absurd.