My Fierce Boss's

Will you be my wife?

In life there is never a problem called a problem. Problems come to change whether it's a personal issue or it comes because of someone else.

If on the previous day Dena was cold and stingy, however, it was different from today. He looked lethargic and limp. Dena just fell silent while listening to the long hospitality of the Goddess through the telephone connection.

"Better lo Na. Why were you guys last night?!" goddess's interrogation of her best friend. You remember the Goddess, right? Now he lives out of town because his workplace is there.

"What did I do last night? Nope-worry. Just look at him." Defend Dena. He silently bit his lower lip.

"Udah, don't nag. My head hurts" Dena added eagerly to end her random talk.

"When do you get back here?"

"It can't be now, Na. There's a lot of work to do."

"Huh! More work or is forbidden. Tell me that."

"God! Where exists. Who taught you that!?"

"Facta loh yes. Lo same Rid-"

"I used to close the phone. Bye, see you later."

Tut

"Lahh.. play matiin aja nih son." nagging Dena staring at the screen of his phone.

Dena took a long breath. He laid his body on the sofa. His hands were twitching slowly his temples. His head feels tight.

When he closed his eyes, suddenly the door of his room was knocked. Dena quickly got up, afraid that the one who knocked on the door was his employee because Dena had previously asked for his company's financial statements.

"Lake in!" answer Dena.

"Excuse me, Mum. This is the report you asked for." said the female employee then handed over the documents to Dena.

"Let's tell the others later if I don't want to be disturbed. If anyone wants them to love me, please just give it to my secretary." Dena said, checking her report.

"Good, Mom. Then excuse me."

"Yes." Yeah."

After 5 minutes of checking the report, Dena immediately closed it and put it on the table because suddenly her vision was blurry. He was leaning on the sofa with his head turned up.

Tok...

The door of the room was knocked. Dena who listened snorted was annoyed. Not that he had already told her that he did not want to be disturbed.

"Who?" shout Dena.

The perpetrator made no sound at all. Only the sound of the door opening was so slow that Dena did not notice it.

Random step work shoes rub against ceramic floor. A man entered and walked up to Dena slowly without making a trace of sound. Suddenly he was behind Dena. Surprised the woman who closed her eyes.

"Syuuutttttt.." a soft whisper was heard right in front of Dena's ear and followed by a soft touch at her temple. Dena who had memorized the scent of the man's body just quietly enjoyed a gentle massage on his head.

"Still sick? The medicine will be taken again."

"Yummm..." Dena nodded her head thinly.

"Who tried last night didn't want to go home. It hurts a lot."

Dena straightened her body and turned her body. Staring at the man before him with a sewot look.

"It rained all night! Time I have to break through that heavy rain." reply Dena.

"What rain is raining? How could it rain? Time to go home, no?" fashion Fairel.

"What the hell! That's it!" dena's cheeks instantly met red. He who was ashamed immediately sat facing forward, turning his back to Fairel. The man immediately moved his seat beside Dena.

"Remember that last night?" fairel asked teasing the woman.

"It's unclear!" Dena shifted her body slightly away from Fairel.

"Don't you forget last night?" ask Fairel again.

"What the hell?! I don't know."

"That's loh. I promise not to wear it again." - Errata Fairel. He was so excited to laugh because it seemed like Dena had misunderstood the question.

"O-owh." suddenly the woman was nervous because she realized her mind was branching off.

"Gue is unusual."

"Eitss??" Fairel looked at Dena full of code.

"Yes, I-I."

"Well pinter. That's dong." Anxious Fairel instantly ruffled Dena's hair.

"Biarin. You also messed with my hair last night. Instead of being pulled again." Fairel's words made Dena's cheeks red.

"But that's a different case." Dena responded in her defense.

"Yes, the case is different. That was rough last night."

Plakk

"Ouchhh!! Why was he hit. It hurts." Fairel palpated her lips that were exposed to the dear tampolan from Dena.

The woman just put on the face of the bodoamate. He was anxious with the man's limp mouth which he could say without thinking about his feelings.

"That's right! The wound is even added." lamented Fairel. Dena who heard it immediately approached and looked at Fairel's lips.

Dena bit her lower lip because she felt guilty. "Sorry." The wound on Fairel's lips was not completely dry yet. And it's possible it'll hurt a little if Fairel eats spicy food.

"Udah, don't be ignored. Later even want more." reprimanded Fairel immediately made Dena glare at his eyeballs.

Plakk

"What hell!! By the way like ngawur." the woman turned her face shy.

"It's still a shame, but mah..." Fairel hung up her sentence for getting a sharp glare from Dena.

"Yes, yes, no more. Is his head still hurting?" fairel asked not to provoke a commotion.

"Huum... " Dena just cleared up.

"Here!" Fairel patted her thighs softly.

Dena raised both her eyebrows confused.

"Lay here. I'm a pijitin."

"Come on!"

Dena lowered her head then directly lay slammed on Fairel's thigh. Once Dena was already lying on her thigh, the man directly rubbed Dena's head and occasionally took a small massage.

The two of them were still silent, permeating the closeness of those who came just like that. In the past, they often acted silly. But, thanks to last night's events, the two decide to come to terms with the circumstances. It was more precisely Dena who chose to accept Fairel for the second time.

"Show did it last night when it was raining again. Is it not forbidden to talk about Wira?" fairel asked opening the conversation. Her hand constantly stroked Dena's head slowly, making the woman close her eyes feel the warmth Fairel gave her.

"Papa has forbidden. But, I'm the one who ngeyel." replied Dena with closed eyes.

"Pulpate guilt?"

"Yes that's it."

"On yesterday, I'm sorry. That was beyond my expectations. If you say emotions, I am emotions. But, I think gini, it's your client, there's no way I'm doing anything bad. It also impacts your company image. But yesterday he apologized."

"But, he blatantly asked me to dismiss you. Anyway I don't like that flirtatious chick" Dena said honestly.

"Well, what a flirty time? This one's also flirty." Fairel was anxious, he lightly touched the tip of Dena's nose. "This is also flirtatious, heavy rainy nights even come to the man's house. What in any case? Danger right." sounded a joking tone from Fairel.

"Udah is already in anything. How's dong?" Dena opened her eyes. Looked at Fairel's face from down there. The woman looked to put on her innocent face.

"Well, not how. It has to be a responsibility."

"You're the one who's giggling, I'm the one who's answering." said Dena.

"I am ready to bear the burden of your life and you must be ready to answer it."

"Answer what?" asked Dena to blink her eyes.

Fairel looked at Dena's face fixedly. Tracing every corner of the woman's face. His smile came up. Fairel smilingly looked at Dena who was looking at him fixedly.

"Will you be my wife?"

Dena sculpts perfectly. 5 words that managed to make him gawk.

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Oh yes, author's message. Maybe this is just a bit of a mess or something. For yesterday rate this novel with one star and say disappointed. Now the author asks, what's the problem to the extent that the love rate is one star? Actually the author does not want to talk about this, but, here the author feels really falling. Readers who come suddenly do not know where the datengnya already love one star rate. Got a problem what? The author has tried to keep the image of this novel but easily he fell? This is an ongoing novel and a new novel. Have a problem what exactly. The author has memor where readers who have followed the author's story from the beginning, assume it accompanies the author from 0. The author knows anyone. Who gave you rate yesterday, the author just wants to convey. Do not bother others if you do not want to be disturbed again. That's aja. The author thanks the reader who has been followed every time from the beginning, follow every trace of the works that the author made.

Maybe that's it, the author wants self-awareness that values yesterday🤗 Do not let the author out what should not be excluded. Hopefully, the value can be guided because being a writer is not easy. It takes a lot of capital, especially time, mind, and even energy. Especially now that the author is still in school. Do not accept it, but, be patient may be one of the tests that God gives. May you be healthy always the beloved readers 🥰🥰❤ Thanks for following the author's footsteps, see you next time yes, thank you, hopefully, this author curhatan does not make you readers so uncomfortable or what ❤🥰🤗

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