Only Mr. Zack's Contract Wife

Meet up

"Girl!" Jerit Nadin, one of my best friends who has been in the nightclub crowd. Because, tonight we plan to hold a meeting up with friends during college.

My footsteps were heavy when I had to join Nadin.

The hustle and bustle of the night club atmosphere made my head feel like it was about to break.

I still do not understand why they prefer to enjoy a moment of meeting up at the night club?

In fact, we usually spend a lot of time in our favorite caffe.

"This school is Dis!" alya's orders were no less hysterical than Nadin's when Alya found out I was already at the entrance.

Naturally, if they were very hysterical to see me. Maybe because I rarely come to every gathering.

I was too busy with my day-to-day activities.

"Why should we gather in this place?" I asked after I managed to sit down and join Nadin, Alya, and Syilla.

When the four of us were very close in college, not even infrequently the students dubbed us with the title of quadruple.

Not intended to boast, the four of us used to be very hits among students. I think, maybe because of the shape of the body makeup we have, and the appearance of the face that can be categorized quite beautiful.

"You don't have to protest a lot. Mending we enjoy our meeting up a little crazy." said Syilla who did not want to hear my protest.

"You have more problems." My guesses are usually never wrong.

I thought that the three of them were trying to deny their respective life problems by going to this curse place.

"Not so much Dis. If I really just want to enjoy being a free person" said Nadin while sucking a red soda drink.

Obviously the purpose of Nadin's speech to be a free man is to break up with a girlfriend.

My guess is always right. I seem to understand Nadin too much.

"Say the death that lo abis was cut off by Nad." now it's Alya's turn to chimed in my words for Nadin.

Actually, it's been almost six months that we've just met again. But, in the least, nothing has changed from each other's attitudes.

Finally, the four of us were busy with unimportant chatter.

"Nad, dugem yuk!" take Syilla after about half an hour we are busy chattering at table number 36.

Seen Syilla's face is a little bored by sitting alone at this table.

"Well! Syill's good idea." invite Syilla to be cheered on by Nadin, while I'm still glued to the corner of the sofa.

My hands were busy with a few chats from my work partner talking about some business projects.

"Lo want to go with Dis?" ask Syilla.

"Ngapain also you invite girls, it's definitely the answer won't." Alya who already understood my response immediately replied invite Syilla, representing the contents of my head.

"I'm not really excited about Dis." Nadin told me.

I just grinned the horses at the three of them, then they stepped away leaving me alone.

My eyes began to circulate to some corner of the night club room, leaving me a little disgusted.

Many naughty women who are flirting with male guests there, there are also men who are raving unbecoming due to the influence of alcohol.

I want to get out of this place quickly. If there are employees in my office here, then my reputation can be destroyed.

I'm sure Nadin, Syilla, and Alya must have forgotten their belongings. Maybe because they are too busy.

You guys don't look for me.

I send your stuff to the daycare section.

Girl Kharisma.

I deliberately wrote the note on the table that I overlapped with ashtray, so that they do not flinch when looking for their valuables.

I also began to move my legs that were only wrapped in dark brown-styled sneakers.

Among the four of us, I am the one who has the most tomboyish style. The proof, only I was wearing a plain black shirt fit body combined jeans.

Unlike my other friends, they look elegant in a mini dress.

"Hi Miss, is it all alone?" suddenly, the question seemed to disturb my eardrum.

I turned my face towards the source of the sound. Apparently, the figure of a middle-aged man was trying to tease me.

It seemed like he was a figure of a man who was always thirsty for young leaves. I can read his mind from the way he looks at me.

I did not answer his question, for me there was no time to respond to his presence.

"Come on girl, no need to sell expensive" he said again.

I'm sure he actually understood the look on my face that rejected his presence. Only, he preferred to pretend to be the face of the wall.

"I ask respectfully, don't get in my way" I said with an emphasis. But, it seems like my words were in vain.

The man was still grinning mischievously in front of me, thinking of me like a pre-prepared prey.

"Women are always pretending, just to raise the price." The man's words humbled me even more, even his right hand dared to touch my cheek.

Lucky I immediately brushed off his dirty hands, until I lost control slapped his face so hard, that a slap sounded on his cheek.

"I've warned you not to get in my way. If you think I'm a cheap woman, you're wrong!" my words increasingly dare to curse the middle-aged man. Murat got angry from his face, but I didn't care at all.

"You've messed with me, miss." whispered with emphasis, there was a threatening tone there. But, again I don't care.

I managed to get the man out of my way, then I stepped away from the place of the curse filled with freedom.

Ever since that incident, my mind told me that I was being noticed by a pair of foreign men's eyes sitting in front of the bartender's desk.

I'm sure the man was enjoying my stern action against the middle-aged man who was trying to bargain for me.

I was able to look at him for a moment, maybe because I felt uncomfortable being noticed by him.

I must admit that his handsome and dazzling looks could pierce through all the hearts of the woman who looked at him.

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