Forced to Marry My Friend's Lover

TMKS 14'S. Cheek Dimple

"When you stay in the car. Comeondown! My family is waiting!"

Hana, that twenty-eight-year-old woman was still in a riveted fashion, and froze. A new incident a few moments he experienced really made a tremor in himself. Suddenly his heart was too tight as if he wanted to escape from his place.

"Jeez Hana!!!!" hiro shouted that was so upset because Hana did not give a response at all. Even the woman seemed to be getting late in her daydream.

Platkk!!!

"Aadududuhahh ... What the fuck? Why did you hit me on the head!" hiro protests while rubbing his head. Really, Hana's behavior is too bar-bar for her.

"Cursthttt ... Can't you if you don't wear a screaming show like that? I am not deaf. My hearing is still working fine!" hana's murmur with slightly throbbing lips.

For the woman, Hiro's screams were like glade in the day that was not cloudy at all, making him shocked half to death. The feeling that troubled his eyes was not his ears. So why does this man have to scream everything?

Hiro clucked in annoyance. "If I don't scream, how could you possibly wake up from your daydream? I've asked you many times to get out of this car but you're still dumb as that!"

"Isn't he? A new feeling I'm daydreaming for a moment?" great-grandson Hana.

"Will believe it or not. Besides, why are you daydreaming like that?" hiro asked a little curiously. But suddenly he widened his eyes. "Don't you have the pleasure of being able to kiss my cheek? Right so?"

Suddenly Hana's cheeks met with red. Her nose of the kempis held some embarrassment as Hiro discussed the matter of the incident just a moment ago.

"Hhhhh ... Sorry, sorry yes. I'm not at all a pleasure. Even I'm disgusted that my lips could land on your cheeks. Do not-don't you who mode by stepping on the brake suddenly. You want to look for opportunities in narrow-mindedness, don't you?"

"Iiuuuhhhh .. who wants to find opportunities in narrow-mindedness? That face of yours doesn't make me*fsu at all. So what am I supposed to do by stepping on the brakes all of a sudden?"

"Then, what do you mean stepping on the brakes suddenly if you're not looking for an opportunity in cramping? Still ngeles you, like bajaj!"

"Hoooeekkkk...."

Hiro seemed to want to vomit hearing Hana's words. He leaned into Hana's body to cut the distance. Hana gasps. He tried to dodge it by sliding his body towards the back. But what to say, his position is now stuck on the car door.

"Whatever in the world you are the only woman left, I still choose to be single. Oh, I'm your modusin. Anyway, I told you. If I hadn't stepped on the brakes all of a sudden, it would have hit the car in front. Understand?!"

After giving an ultimatum, Hiro rushed to dodge and got out of the car. While Hana still felt the sensation of a heartbeat that was increasingly uncontrollable after her position with Hiro that close, to the point that she could breathe the fresh aroma of mint leaves from her oral cavity.

Dugs... The Dug.... The Dug....

"Let's get off. Still daydreaming. Fucking lola!"

Hana's body was shocked for a moment when she heard the sound of the car glass being knocked from the outside. His eyes blinked to wake up from his daydream.

"Yes, yeah, it's so chatty!"

With a slightly cobbled step, Hana tailed behind Hiro's back. He spread his gaze around where stood a magnificent and super luxurious house with a fountain in the front yard.

"Yes God ... Is this a royal house or palace? Exactly with the palace in the fairyland. How long does it take and mopping in this house?"

Unknowingly Hana monologued softly but still heard in Hiro's ears. The man could only cluck slowly while shaking his head.

"Remember, keep your attitude. Don't do anything tacky and stupid. Don't embarrass me. Understood!"

Hana gave a rough breath. Again this man gave a warning that actually sounded demeaning his self-esteem.

Hana and Hiro's body was already in front of the white twin doors with towering gold ornaments. Hannah was amazed by what she saw. For a long time, only this time he visited a super luxurious house like this.

Shortly after Hiro rang the bell, a twenty-two-year-old woman opened the door.

"Welcome, Mr. Hiro. Let's go in. The big master and the big madam were already waiting inside!" said one of the housekeepers at Ichiro's residence.

"Thank you Nan. Now you can continue your work."

The assistant named Nani nodded her head and hurried off to return to the kitchen. As usual, he often helps Suti if the job is done.

"Gsssttt ... Who has just opened our door? Household assistants here?" ask Hana a little curiously.

"Yes, why?"

"Huh seriously, that's the housekeeper here? Does it not pity women with such small posture to do the whole work in a big house like this?"

Hana did not end up thinking about how this housekeeper she had just met completed her entire job. His body could be getting thinner.

"It's his job to only open the door if there are guests. So, not too heavy!" answer Hiro flatly.

"What's? Just open the door when there are guests?" peekik Hana increasingly made surprised half to death. Just this time he learned that there was a special job opening the door for guests. "Then for whom else's work?" pula.

"Grandfather had seventeen workers. So, they already hold their respective jobdesk. Starting from cooking, washing, sweeping, mopping, cleaning the garden, cleaning the pond, feeding fish and so on."

"What's? Seventeen workers? Is this a house or a factory?" peekik Hana returned so surprised.

"No need to be surprised like that. My grandfather was one of the conglomerates in this country. So no wonder there are so many people he employs here."

"What is their salary?" ask Hana again who is getting curious.

Hiro raised a little bit of his shoulder. "Depends on the weight and the absence of each job. But for the lightest job like Nani earlier, paid by grandfather with a nominal of three million five hundred thousand rupiah."

Hana's lips were getting wider. "Yes God ... A great deal. I alone who worked in a tent stall until late at night only got a salary of one million and five hundred. This three million five hundred just opened the door? Ckckkkk ... Why don't I ever hear of any job openings in this house."

"What if you knew there was a vacancy here? You want to register yourself too?" guess Hiro while looking at Hana's face.

Hana smiled broadly. Until he printed a dimple on his cheekbone. The dimples are what makes Hana look so natural sweet.

"Hehehehe ... You know it. Rather than being your contract wife, it might be much more honorable if I were to become one of the workers in this house."

Hiro was stunned when he saw the dimples on Hana's face. Several times met with Hana, only this time the dimples were clearly visible. How not to be seen clearly because usually Hana put on a sour face so it is not visible. While this time the woman smiled widely which automatically scored the dimple.

"You guys have come? Let's go to the back garden. Grandpa's waiting for you there!"

Kenji's voice rang out to fill the ceiling of the room which made Hiro's impression of Hana's dimples, crumpled. He slightly blinked to re-neutralize from the foreign taste that attacked him.

"Okay Pa, we're going there!"

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