Adorable Wife Mr. CEO Named

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Mercia looked overjoyed as King gave her a bag of guava. He thought the man had completely ignored him, but he was not that bad. Mercia smiled widely and spoke. "Thank you, Om."

"Hm, you're welcome." Sahut King who then left Mercia alone. The girl ran towards the balcony, where Jef was still standing there watching Mercia move.

"Please take this, I'll ride." Pinta Mercia gave Jef a bag of guava. Without much thought Jef accepted it. Then Mercia swiftly went up to the fence. Jef who saw that felt inexhaustible.

"Huh." He took a deep breath as he managed to land smoothly. Jef who noticed the girl could only shake her head.

"Next time you go through the door. You're a woman." Tegur Jef returned the guava to Mercia. Then move inside.

Mercia followed him. "What if I'm a woman? Can't climb that fence? It is only men who can. That's not fair at all." The girl protested while dropping her ass on the soft sofa. Jef put the book where it should be. Then turning.

"I don't care about that. It's just that this is where I am, if you get hurt I have to take responsibility." Clearly Jef was staring at Mercia who was enjoying the guava fruit.

"But I'm not hurt." Mercia with a mouth full.

Jef grunting. "Even you didn't wash the fruit before it was eaten. You slovenly."

Mercia looked at Jef, then the next second she smiled widely. "I noticed, you've been talking a lot since. The direction you spoke seemed too anxious to me. Don't-don't... You're starting to like me huh? Oh, my shit."

Jef grunted rudely. "You better get out of here. I don't want my study time to be interrupted." Throw it away without a second thought.

"Hey, I was just kidding. Why am I being expelled? You don't want this?" Mercia offered the super sweet guava to Jef. "It's really delicious. It's sweet, like me. Hehe."

Jef did not bother him at all, and chose to sit on the sofa opposite Mercia. "When are you going?"

"Until I get bored." Mercia without burden.

"I'm bored."

"But I haven't. We haven't played." Sahut Mercia smiled at her beautiful smile.

Jef turned his face the other way. "I don't have time to play."

Mercia took a deep breath. "Why are you so stiff? Kayak kanebo dry, not cool."

Jef. "If you don't like it, give up."

Mercia further developed her smile. "I won't give up. There's no word in my dictionary."

For the umpteenth time Jef snorted. "Then try until you give up." After that he went outside. Just left Mercia.

"Eh, why am I being left out anyway? Jef, wait for dong." Mercia grabbed the fruit bag and immediately caught up with Jef. Then align his steps with the boy.

"What are we going to play?" Tanya Mercia still had not given up.

"Main alone." Reply Jef indifferently.

"Ck, where's fun playing by yourself. I'm here because I don't have any friends at home." Complain Mercia.

Jef did not answer. Mercia turned her head, then looked up slightly to see Jef's face. Because their height is far enough.

"Jef, am I so boring?"

Jef glanced at him. "You think?"

"If I had known, I wouldn't have asked, Jef." Pissed Mercia. "You're a bitch."

"Then we don't have to see each other again."

Mercia held back her steps. He looked at Jef's back sadly. "Is that how much you hate me? But what's my fault, Jef?"

Jef held back his steps without turning around. "Stop stalking me." After saying that, he continued his steps. While Mercia was still standing in her place with a sad look.

"Am I not beautiful? But Mama said I was very pretty. Maybe I'm not his type? What's that type like?" Mercia again let out a rough breath. Then following Jef who has disappeared somewhere.

****

Not felt, time rolled so fast. Mercia has grown up to be a charming teenage girl. He is now 17 years old. Where soon he will soon graduate school and continue his education to a higher level.

The girl in an ash-white uniform was seen descending the steps while humming ria. Her long black hair swayed beautifully in rhythm with her step-leveled footsteps. The thin and beautiful pink lips also revealed a thin smile when he passed by the mother. "Morning, Ma."

"Cia, Mama used to say, right? Hairdrawn. Is it not hot? Then what is it, why are the buttons opened gini?" Tegur Faizah pointed at Mercia's plump chest which seemed to be deliberately to be exhibited. Then quickly put the buttons on his daughter's shirt properly. Almost every day Faizah reprimanded the appearance of her daughter who was far from polite. Even the skirt worn by Mercia is more suitable for elementary school children. Too short and small. Although the girl's body seemed slim, but in certain parts grew properly.

"Mom don't cook, males." Faizah replied as it is.

"Ck, keep on breakfast what dong? Papa did Marchel have breakfast?"

"Just like, they're just leaving."

"Well, how am I left?" Mercia's shock that looks contrived while withdrawing from the Mama.

Faizah touched his daughter's forehead in anxiety. "What time are you seeing, huh?"

Mercia glanced at the circular watch in her hand. Then clucked. "Have you really been eight o'clock?"

Faizah breathed a heavy sigh. "habit."

"Yes, I'm leaving, right? Love you, Ma." Mercia kissed Faizah's cheek before darting away as she was already late. Of course things like that are common.

Faizah who saw his son's behavior could only shake his head. Even though he scolded her all out, even until her mouth froth even the child never changed. Is it possible that they have been wrong to educate him all this time?

Faizah who was unable to think about his daughter's attitude also chose to beberes. Because if you continue to think about the behavior of his son that one will never be endless. Luckily Marchel grew up to be a submissive and calm child. It seems Mercia inherited Faizah's nature completely. While Marchel leaned more on the Papa, Juna.

Arriving at school, Mercia went straight to her class. Of course, the teacher who teaches today is already in the classroom because the lesson hours started half an hour ago.

"Gtsh...." Mercia called her best friend from the window. Jihan, the girl with the shoulder-length hair looked over. Her eyes flashed when she saw Mercia's whereabouts.

Mercia pushed her bag out of the window. Spontaneous Jihan received it and immediately put the bag on Mercia's bench. Then the bad girl walked towards the entrance.

"Excuse me, Miss." The Miss who was teaching turned her head towards Mercia who was now standing at the door.

"Cia? Are you late again?" The woman in her thirties was bullying Mercia.

"Where may I be late again, Miss. I was kebellet, because it was again loose. That's why it's been a while in the toilet." His alibi. "No, my bag is there." He also pointed towards his seat.

Miss Viona who already knew the character of the girl also folded her hands on her chest. "Stands one foot in front of the flagpole. You I score until school's home."

"What?" Mercia was shocked because her plan failed.

"There is no protest this time, not once twice you are late and lie to the teacher. Maybe you can lie to others, but not to me. Execute the punishment now!" Miss Viona turned her gaze towards Jihan. Even the girl was confused. "You too, accompany Cia. How dare you help a late student."

"But, Miss...."

"No buts, do it." Decisive Miss Viona is unwavering.

Mercia and Jihan were forced to carry out their punishment. Standing next to the foot on the field with the sun that has given off its warm light.

"It's all your fault, Cia. I have often said, do not be late at Miss Viona. Ngeselin. Now I'm getting hit." Jihan grumbled with a smudged face.

Mercia laughed a little. "We're best friends, it's hard to be happy we have to be together."

Jihan grunts his head. "If my gini loss routine to the salon, the edges are dried like salt fish. Free to use expensive skincare." Omel Jihan again. He did not regret getting punished. Because he and Mercia have the nature of eleven twelve. Equally naughty.

Mercia simply regarded him with a smile. For him this kind of punishment is common, because he always enjoys all the processes of his teenage years are quite challenging. According to him, when else could he be naughty if not now.

"Btw, you're following Jef to Amrik?" Tanya Jihan was still trying to balance her body so as not to fall. But still enjoy it.

"So, he's my soul mate. I have to follow dong. Than on a person." Mercia with confidence.

"Dih, you really care if he is your soul mate. What if your soul mate is om-om huh?" Jihan smiled amusedly imagining that.

"No papa anyway, from Om-omnya handsome and tajir. I really want to. But before that, I still want to make an effort to get Jef. I wonder, how is he now? It's still cold, isn't it?" Mercia smiled as she imagined Jef's handsome face. Almost every year Queen sends him a picture of Jef. Therefore he knew very well what a handsome man it was.

Wait for the play date. See you around, Jef. Mercia put up a grin that managed to make Jihan who saw it goosebumps in horror.

"Gue think you're starting to stop."

"Yep, I'm stressed because I haven't met the adoration."

"Basic crazy."

Seriate....