The Ruler's Love Contract

Marry Me!

Tomorrow...

Today is Saturday, it doesn't feel like I've been working here for two weeks. Time passes by so quickly if you are near it. And now I'm making her breakfast. I haven't washed clothes because I thought only about the clothes.

My master is still in the room. Since last night he hasn't been out of the room at all. He seems to be upset with me. I was also confused as to how to respond to his attitude. Sometimes the question gets in my head. Does he really like me? Or is it this way for all women?

Deep down I want to know him more. But, if you ask a lot later he is even uncomfortable with me. Yes, let's just say if this is just a wish to have it. Not as a lie lover but as a real wife. Maybe it's okay if I get married now, if I marry him.

Huh, Ara. Don't get your hopes up. There are so many beautiful and sexy women out there!

My master is a dream husband type. Physically, he should not be doubted. Surely being taken everywhere will also matter. But what about his true nature? I didn't know until now. All I know is that every time I see her my heart is pounding. Seeing his smile, his laughter, making me happy. I feel like I want to be with him always.

"Em, that's good."

This morning I made him some chicken soup. I don't know why I want to make soup early in the morning. My soup is not too full, just potatoes, corn, celery, tomatoes and chicken. But I sprinkle a lot of fried onions to make it taste more appetizing.

I took a big bowl and poured the soup. I then took her to the dining table. The rice is also cooked. So we can eat soon. But my dear, my master has not yet awakened from his sleep.

"Knock not-yes the door?"

I wore a knee-length negligee with a beach view motif. I don't know why else I would wear it. Maybe after this I'll be right to the beach. Even if I'm not with him, I can go there myself.

"Cut the door."

The clock shows at six in the morning. The sun also began to rise to the throne. I'm worried that today my master has a job, so if he doesn't wake up later he's mad at me.

"Mr ... You're not working today?"

I asked while knocking on the door from outside. He was repeatedly slapped but there was no answer. Finally, I had to go inside. And I saw him still hugging his roll, facing towards the door.

Sir, I feel like I'm your wife. Make breakfast early and wake you up.

I smiled as I began to build up the wishful thinking in my heart. Slowly I moved my feet closer to him. But before I arrived, I heard something coming out of his mouth.

"You're a bitch, sweetie ...."

I don't know who he meant, but I saw him turn his body against the ceiling. And...

"Enggh..." I heard his voice groaning and soon his body was shocked.

"You're mine. Only mine" he said again.

I was nailed to the door when I heard her words. I don't know what happened, I saw him hugging his roll back. It seemed like she was having a good dream, no matter who.

He often mutters while sleeping.

I pulled myself closer and held his arm. He was still wearing his white shirt last night. Maybe he no longer had time to change clothes and just fell asleep.

"Master .. wake up." I slowly rubbed his sturdy arm.

No movement at all. I had to think of another way to wake up.

Maybe with a light kiss he could wake up.

I don't know why I thought I was his wife. I approached him, I gently rubbed his head and then intended to kiss his head. But, not yet able to kiss, he was awakened.

"Did you?!" He woke up as fast as lightning to see my lips that were close to his head.

"Eh, Sir." I finally got myself wrong.

He was silent while watching me. I am .. I am trying to cover up this shame. I took a pillow and covered my face. Not knowing what he was thinking, I quickly left.

"Wait!" Turns out he was holding me, pulling my hand. And now I sit on the edge of his bed. "You want to kiss me?" it was his asking that made me swallow.

He smiled thinly. "If you want to be okay," he said, making my heart beat unbecoming.

"Master!" He put me on his bed.

"Ara, don't lie to yourself." He looked at me while holding both of these hands.

It seems like he wants to pounce on me now.

His eyes looked like they wanted me. I also swallowed because I was confused as to how.

"Sir, please don't be like this" I asked him.

"Is that? But Ara, whoever stole it must get punished." He smiled at me thinly.

"Stole?! I'm not stealing, sir! Unhand me!" I'm mutinous.

Turns out I'm nothing. My strength can't fight it at all. I can't move a bit. My chest also goes up and down made.

"Can I kiss you?" the question that made me flinch.

"N-no! Can't!" reply immediately.

"Really, right? Then what about this?" He brought his face to my neck.

"Master, don't .. ah!"

He kissed my neck with his thin lips. Instantly my body shook like it was being stung by an electric current. Her soft lips made my heart race fast, uncontrollably. I also gasped for myself. Slowly both my hands were squeezing, like losing the strength to fight back.

"I'll marry you, Ara. Like it or not." He issued a statement that jolted me in helplessness.

"Mr ...."

"We're getting married soon." He looked at me seriously.

"But..."

"This is the third time I've said I want to marry you. If you still don't respond to it either, then don't blame me for forcing you." He pulled my nose.

"Aw!"

Whether it's happy or sad, I don't know. He then got up from above me and started taking off the buttons of his shirt one by one.

"Mr ...." He also took off his pants.

I'm trying to wake up to make sure this isn't a dream. His face looked at me and did not turn away. I was worried about what would happen next.

"Tu-sir, wait!" I immediately got up as he lowered his pants zipper.

"There's something I need to buy. Excuse me."

I ran quickly out of the room, no longer caring about him. But ... It turns out he's after me.

"Where else are you going, Ara?" He caught me almost turning towards the apartment door.

"Lord. Please don't be like this. I-I'm not ready." I laid out myself.

"Then how, do you still not want to marry me?" he asked while whispering in this ear.

"Mr ...."

I wish this was just a dream. Yeah, I wish it was just a dream. There's no way she would marry me for no apparent reason. I'm just an ordinary girl. And he, everything has.