8 To 4: The Mayor's Contract Wife

Okay, deal!

Wira was really upset by Ajeng's attitude. Although he had failed to make a household, but he had never been rejected outright by a girl as haughty as Ajeng. Moreover, the fact that he was the widower of all the women in his city.

The hero threw his suit violently onto the bed. He opened the glass window curtain and saw a flash of lightning light in the sky that began to rumble. The rain will surely fall and suddenly Wira remembered Ajeng who went in a wheelchair without a penny in his hand.

The lightning roared again and Wira rushed out to look for Ajeng. Convinced that the girl could not walk far, Wira chose to walk instead of using a vehicle. He came out of the hotel down the highway that began to be quiet plus the wind that began to blow hard to puncture bones.

From a distance Wira saw a car stop and a man was swinging a wooden beam at a girl who was standing not far from her wheelchair.

“Ajeng?” muttered Wira when she realized that the long-haired girl was Ajeng. The hero ran up to them and kicked the man's body before he could swing his wooden beam into Ajeng's body.

Buk up!

“Aaaaaa!” The teaching screams.

The man in black clothes fell down. The mind immediately pounced on him and beat him all out. The man's glasses came off but Ajeng did not recognize the owner of the face at all. Feeling desperate and unable to defeat Wira, the man ran into his car and disappeared in the darkness of the night.

“You didn't papa?” ask Wira.

“Ngga. But who are they?”

Wira helps Ajeng back to his wheelchair. “You don't know that guy?”

Ajeng. “Papa couldn't have told anyone to do me harm. It's definitely not papa.”'s people

The hero turned the direction of Ajeng's wheelchair and took him back to the hotel.

“So this is how you survive?” sindir Wira's.

He stopped the wheel of his chair. “If you nolongin I just to insult me, forget it! I don't need your help. I can take care of myself.”

Wira removes Ajeng's hand from the wheel of his chair and pushes him back into the hotel lobby. “It's raining soon and they could just come back to hit you with a bigger block of wood.”

Ajeng frowned.

"Now you don't have much choice. There are many dangers waiting for you out there. Whether your father or not, the fact is that there are people who want to harm you. You have no place to live, no purpose, no money. Worse yet, you are sick and cannot escape.” added Wira.

“You think I'll change my mind just because of that? No!” He turned his wheelchair towards the exit of the lobby. But he had not been able to walk far, the rain had already fallen quickly.

Wira approached Ajeng while whispering, “It seems like sleeping under the rain on the roadside is not too bad.”

“Wait!”

The hero stopped his steps. “OK. Let's talk again!”

Wira smiled, approached Ajeng's wheelchair and pushed him towards the reception desk. “I want to book one more room.”

“Sorry, Sir. But all rooms are fully filled.”

“Sial.” Mumbled the Hero in the heart. He had to take Ajeng to his room.

He then re-offered the marriage contract they had talked about earlier. Ajeng read it carefully and what Wira said was true. For now, he needs a safe place to hide because his papa's men must be looking out there. Nor does he have a penny to have fun and enjoy his escape. After all, the job of being the mayor's mother is not difficult for him.

“How do you protect me?” ask Ajeng.

Wira took a map with the title of Carang Sewu City and placed it on the table. “Carang Sewu is a small town bordering the beach on the north side, the city of Sido Bener on the west and south sides, as well as Sumber Arum Regency on the east side. These are the three main entrances to Carang Sewu. Although small, our city is known for its well-coordinated safety systems. We have three main guard posts that have a complete record of the entry and exit of citizens to and from our city. If there are any suspicious strangers, they will directly inform me so that you have time to escape through this secret joke.”

“Wah!” sahut Ajeng was fascinated by the explanation of Wira. "It's pretty amazing for a city the size of Carang Sewu and its mayor.... You."

“But you still have a chance to refuse and leave here right now.” Sindir Wira reverses Ajeng's scorn.

Ajeng immediately pulled the paper written by Wira, underlining his working hours, adding some clauses on maintaining privacy and guaranteeing protection and affixing his name and signature.

“To convince people and avoid suspicion, we should hold a real wedding.”

“When are we getting married?”

“Tomorrow after arriving at home.”

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“Tonight I will sleep here with you. Because the next room will be used Ajeng.” Said to his friends who slept in the next room.

“Sorry, sir, but the beds here are full and we can't accommodate more people anymore.” Sahut Akbar, officer of Trade and Industry Office.

“Not you husband and wife?” added Heri, Cooperation Kabid of Karang Sewu Municipal Government.

“Once again we are sorry.” Sahut Abdi while pushing Wira out and locking the door from inside.

The hero had to go back to his room. “Ngga there are other ways. Tonight we'll share a room.”

“What?!”

“Do not expect anything. I'm not a cheap guy who likes to touch women carelessly.” He said while carrying a pillow to the sofa.

“What? A careless woman?” sahut Ajeng not accept underestimated. But having no other choice, he chose to pull the blanket and go inside and sleep on the back of the sleeping Wira on the sofa. Despite trying to sleep, but he was still uncomfortable because his legs were dirty because of the wooden block incident earlier.

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When he woke up the next morning, Ajeng saw Wira was ready with her neat clothes and suitcase arranged at the door.

“Bathletes! We have to go home now.” Said Wira while throwing a jumper suit Ajeng who had been washed clean on the bed and dragged his suitcase out of the room.

The man then came down for breakfast and left Ajeng alone in the room. When lowering his feet to the floor, Ajeng saw that his left foot was replaced with a new one and the foot of dirt on his right foot was also clean.

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Because it was feeling better, after bathing Ajeng came down on foot to the hotel canteen. There Wira and his friends are ready to wait for Ajeng breakfast and return to their city, Carang Sewu.

“Down!” tell the Hero when Abdi is ready to sit in the steering chair.

Abdi who was still confused was forced to go down and then move to the back seat with Akbar and Heri. Wira then opened the front passenger door for Ajeng then he himself sat in the steering chair.

Feeling that getting a rare opportunity to relax during the trip, Abdi stretched his muscles by wriggling as much in the back seat and sleep ironap to avoid the sharp glances of Wira's eyes from the rearview mirror.

“Pak, how come this way? Sir Wira wouldn't like it the most through here? Father said the path is ugly and twisted far.” Ask Abdi when Wira takes a different path than usual.

“Don't protest much! Am I driving?”

“Sorry, Mr. Boss.”

“From now on, you have to pass this path when carrying Bu Ajeng. And you should also always monitor the border posts at all points. If there are any foreigners whose movements are suspicious, report me immediately! Don't let it go!"

“Good, Sir. I'll coordinate.”

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