The Beloved Barbaric Wife of the CEO

Humor

"Fia, what are you doing?"

Fia jerks. He who was turning his back to the door saw Nasya approaching. Suddenly a nervous feeling attacked, he approached Nasya. Prevent him from getting into the room.

"Why?" ask Nasya again. His forehead wiggling. Bafflement.

"That, Ma'am, that's .. anu."

Fia stuttered. It feels like being a fool now.

"Why?"

Fia was still silent until an anxious Nasya shook her shoulders. "Hey! What the hell are you? Why don't you come in?"

"Mbak Nasya, it—"

"Of course, let's go in. I'm temenin."

The cow he plugged in his nose. Fia followed Nasya's steps. His eyes closed thinking Nasya would scream. However, unlike the prediction, Fia still walked in Nasya's footsteps until the sound of Dafin's silence was startling.

"Nasya, what's he doing? Suddenly blind what?" ask Dafin sarcastically.

Fia opened her eyes and Dafin's eagle gaze welcomed. Although the nose is red and the hands have used arm support, the man still shows arrogance.

Very arrogant, Inner Fia.

Smiling awkwardly, Fia said, "I'm sorry, sir. I thought that was you guys still—"

Dafin cleared his throat again. It's ambush. The beautiful woman standing next to him also looked the same. Actually they realized the arrival of Fia earlier and immediately stopped the activity of sharing saliva.

"That's it, don't discuss it" Dafin said in a deep voice. He touched his nose and cleared his throat again. Now his eyes were looking at Nasya.

"Why did you bring him here again? What is less clear. I fired him." Dafin's gaze pierced. His voice sounded more firm. Nasya who stood up suddenly felt horrified. He held tightly to Fia's hand which was in his grasp earlier.

"Sorry, Sir. If you can think again. I have tried hard to select all applicants. And this Miss Fia who meets the criteria that you want," said Nasya carefully.

Dafin's gaze grew even more agitated. His sharp eyes turned to Fia.

"But why should he? He was barbaric. I do not want my good image and company to be polluted because of his careless attitude" said Dafin. He remembered how Fia had twisted her hand. Horrible girl. That's the only first impression that sticks. Although it can not be denied if he thinks Fia is beautiful and attractive appearance.

Fia who felt the future was blurring released Nasya's hand and took three steps forward. He dared to look into Dafin's eyes. Actually, it could have been rude to remember his brother Dafin was also rude to him. Not once, but twice. But now Dafin holds his fate line.

"Once again I apologize, Mr. Dafin. I was completely unintentional. Please don't fire me" said Fia.

"And if I refuse you, what? Your minus behavior the other day makes me or others will think many times before deciding to hire you," he said.

Fia gulped. It's true that his attitude yesterday was a bit excessive. Not without reason, in Bali he too often gets unpleasant treatment from the Caucasians and local men who sometimes behave brazenly. The harsh environment managed to make it that way.

Sighing back, Fia looked seriously at Dafin. "Please give me a chance to prove my worth, sir. Give me a month to prove that I deserve to work with you."

"Yes, Sir. Think again" said Nasya. He taught Fia.

Somehow Dafin who had been kekeh refused to be mining. There are two women—Nasya and Fia—depending on his decision.

Now his eyes are staring at Sisi—sang girlfriend— who is sitting next to the bed. The shady look and nod of the woman in the pink dress made Dafan sigh. He cannot resist any desire of Sisi. From his gaze, the girlfriend who is still studying at the midwifery academy like wanting Dafin to give a chance.

"Please, Sir. Please think again. I already—"

Nasya's oral is unresolved. He groaned while holding his stomach. His body was limp and almost collapsed, lucky to hold the iron edge of the bed. Fia who saw the oddity directly hugged him from the side.

"Well, why Nasya?" Fia panic. He led Nasya who was in pain to sit on the patient's bed. While Dafan, he froze with a face that was no less tense. The man stood while his girlfriend was helping Fia lay Nasya down.

"Why are you, Shay?" ask Dafan. He was horrified to see his secretary writhing in such pain. The woman did not scream, but her groaning was enough to make the others shudder.

"Sir, when's the HPL?" ask Sisi.

Nasya squirmed again as the contraction came. His eyes were closed with a frown. The pain felt was terrible. Like there is a wind that rotates in the stomach and stabs it all the way to the spine. "The "H-PL is still old. It's only been 37 weeks."

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Anya smiled as she saw everyone had gathered at the dining table. He really can't wait to show the results of his hard work preparing dinner.

"Why smile like that? We want to eat, not laugh," ketus Dafin while pulling a chair. A word that made Anya's mood skyrocket for a moment. The girl snorted. Dafin like having natural talent made him upset.

"Again, please don't rest, can you?" reply Anya no less ketus. He who is standing directly next to each other.

"Well."

Chandra's heavy voice successfully made Anya's gaze instantly disappear. Now he moved to look at Dafan and approached him. Slowly he poked the rice and put it on the plate. Dafan and the others could only look at each other in silence. Anya is very strange according to them.

"Bang Dafan, try this grilled chicken chip of mine." Anya said while putting pieces of chicken thighs in the plate. "Enak, youoh. It's me who made it," Anya continued in a different tone of voice when speaking to Dafin. Do not forget the blinking eyes, deliberately put on a cute face. He thinks Dafan is the best brother. Loving, wise, and most importantly not jaily. He was always polite when he spoke to Dafan. Dafa made him comfortable.

"Is this you cooking?" Dafan frowned, he looked carefully at the dinner menu and only realized something was different. Western food is already in session.

"Well, great. Didn't think you could cook?" continue Dafan again. He was amazed. The decoration on the table was already like a five-star restaurant.

Anya nodded enthusiastically. Smile rises. He said, "Yes, I cooked everything. Everything I have. Cool, right?" he said jemawa while patting the chest.

"Yes, Fan. Your sister cooked all this. He said it's a salvation because you've returned home" said Litania.

Dafan's smile came up, but not Dafin. It's snorting. "About safe? Not unhygienic."

A curse that makes Anya growl again. Fists are formed. He approached the Dafin chair and quickly grabbed the chicken thigh that Dafin was holding.

"Special to Bang Dafin, this chicken I love formalin," he replied. His eyes glared until Chandra cleared his throat again.

"Here you go, let's eat. I don't like any commotion at the dinner table."

Dinner went as it should until a sound made everyone stop chewing.

The smooth sound that instantly made the expressions of everyone there shrivel simultaneously.

"His, the stomach of Mother feels—"

The unresolved Litania oral changes with the sounds of a slow motorbike engine that is again dense. The unpleasant aroma also ripped. The mother of three ran to the bathroom. A second later, Chandra and Dafan. Everything emits the same sound, classic, unique, subtle but sedating.

Anya fell silent, her eyes staring at Dafin. His brother who was injured by the hand also looked agitated.

"His, what exactly are you cooking?" furious Dafin. His stomach also felt heartburn. His eyes stared at the bitch.

But Anya did not answer.

An upset Dafin had no time to get angry. Something in the stomach feels like it will explode if it is not removed.

Rushing he moved. However, because the injured wrist makes him unable to run and ended up being stabbed Anya.

"Who's inside?" ask Dafin when he arrives in front of the toilet.

"It's Mother. You use the toilet in the guest room!" litania from the inside.

Sighing withholding heartburn, Dafin headed for the guest room. It's locked too. "Oh my God, who else is this" he murmured irritably. He threw down that door.

"Who's inside. Please dong change," he said. His voice was slow as it held something back so as not to bablas.

"Another toilet cake!" exclaim someone who is none other than Dafan.

The vow. Dafin's regret came to the crown, but something below was also felt at the end.

Trained, Dafin held the wall towards the other guest room. Damn there Anya there so inevitably he had to go to the upper room. Apes, just up the stairs the sound of sounding sounds is clearly heard followed by there is a dregs coming out.

Pet pet pet pet prett.

"Him!"

The cry of Dafin echoed in unison with something that was bablas inside his pants.