WIFE PAID CEO COLD

CHAPTER 37

Seconds change minutes, bringing hours that make the day start to pass. Now, slowly love began to grow in Albirru's heart.

Evidently from Albirru who will not be able to fall asleep without Jazira at his side. Since the failure of their divorce until now exactly where their marriage has been running for two weeks.

Like this morning, Albirru searched for the whereabouts of the wife who had gone out of the room.

"Ra?" albirru exclaimed without opening her eyes at all. He only felt Jazira's bed that had been empty.

Jazira who just finished arranging his cooking on the table immediately walked to the room because the husband called him.

"Why, hmm?" asked Jazira while sitting next to the husband who was still lying on his stomach with his body firmly exposed. Stout arms, sixpack stomach, and tattoos on the body of the husband make Jazira must be accustomed to see the magnificent scenery.

Albirru opened up a bit of his metal and sighed slowly when she found out that the wife had returned to their room.

Albirru made Jazira's petite thigh as her cushion and hugged the wife's waist tightly. Albirru drowned his handsome face in the flat stomach of his wife.

"Don't I say it? I won't open my eyes to wake up if you wake up first. Why wake up first?" albirru said that made Jazira shake his head.

"Yes have to wake up early to prepare breakfast as well help Mbok Sum. The orange also went to work again. It's Monday. Yuk you also wake up, go to work." said Jazira while shaking the body burly husband.

Albirru nodded her head and began to wake up from her sleep. Not budging from his seat, Albirru looked at Jazira with her usual gaze.

Jazira who has memorized the request of the husband for several days immediately kissed the cheeks of the husband. Sure enough, without any more orders, Albirru immediately got up from her seat and walked towards the bathroom.

Jazira just smiled then shook his head slowly. Jazira immediately opened the curtains and cleaned their bedroom. Not to forget he also prepared a shirt and suit to be worn by Albirru.

Finished everything, Jazira immediately came out of his room and walked closer to Orange who was having breakfast with a little rush.

"Ngapain hast, Ngga? People are still early." said Jingga while walking closer to Orange and sitting next to her sister-in-law.

"Until you forget that there is a meeting today. But pas Jingga kabarin from the office has not been confirmed by Kak Marcel. So, Orange Kira Jingga will go to Kak Marcel's apartment deh." said Jingga while carrying his Sling bag and drinking milk. He kissed her brother's hand and not forgetting to ask for a morning kiss on his cheek by Jazira.

"Till go first, Sister Zi. Heart at home. Mbok, Ingga left first huh?" yelling Orange that makes Jazira look at the departure of the sister with a slightly pitying look.

"Catian Orange huh, Mbok? In the morning, he went to the office. Even menggeleparkan Mas Birru." said Jazira lirih who made Mbok Sum stroked Jazira's back.

Albirru who had just come out of her room frowned and looked at the slightly moody wife.

"Why, Ra? Maira why, Mbok?" albirru asked his wife and Mbok Sum.

"It's okay, it's just the same orange because he had to leave early in the morning for work. Why don't you do it, Mas who tuition him? Your money will not run out if you make the orange lecture." replied Jazira while staring in wonder at her husband.

"It's not about the money or anything, Ra. I know, the money I have can even make a new campus. But I don't want to make orange with wealth. No one will know what our future will be. Let him get used to being independent and working hard. Everything I still monitor as well, Ra." added Albirru while sitting in his chair.

Finally the three of them had breakfast without any sound at all.

Upon his arrival at the door of Marcel's apartment unit, Orange immediately pressed the password of Marcel's house and immediately entered.

Yes, he memorized because several times he delivered important files and required himself to go in and out of the house owned by his superiors.

Just a step into Marcel's apartment, his sense of smell caught the pungent smell of alcohol. Orange also widened his eyes to see Marcel's apartment that was like a broken ship.

"Geez, he must've had a drink last night. But why so messy?" said Jingga while putting her Sling bag and then removing her outer work.

I don't know where he's going to clean up Marcel's unit. He tied his hair with a hair tie in his bag and rolled his slightly loose white shirt up to his elbow.

He began to clean the living room and also the kitchen was very messy. Almost 30 minutes of orange cleaning everything. Sweat flooded his entire body as well as his temples.

Because he did not find any food at all at the dinner table, Orange opened the refrigerator and found instant chicken porridge. Sontak Orange also took out the porridge and immediately made it for Marcel.

With an appearance that was more similar to a maid, making Marcel who had just exited the room a little surprised. But when he found out that it was only him and Orange that the money knew his home password made Marcel a little calm.

Marcel cleared his throat briefly to distract Orange. The beautiful girl whose hair was slightly covered by her wet hair turned her head.

Orange was surprised, but shortly after that a sweet smile appeared on her tiny lips. The orange approached Marcel and brought a bowl of porridge in his hand.

After laying the congee, Orange walked up to Marcel and stood in front of the man. His tiny hands were raised to check the body temperature of Marcel who was bare-chested.

The orange was no longer surprised by this kind of sight. The sight he first saw when he entered Marcel's ward without knocking on the door.

"It's not hot" said Orange after pulling his hand back from Marcel's forehead. Marcel simply raised his eyebrows, confused by what the orange was doing.

"Virginally? Take a shower, have lunch." said Jingga while sitting at the dining table. Marcel did not answer, he walked to the sofa in front of the tv that had been clean. And that made Marcel a little surprised.

"Gue's not feeling well anymore. So take a vacation first." said Marcel while lying on the sofa and closed his eyes. Orange also brought his porridge to Marcel and immediately sat in front of the man.

"If you ask to leave, I'll get permission. Yakali clothes I've been kek gini but keep to the office. Smell all over the office." said Orange while lowering Marcel's tattooed burly arm.

Marcel opened his eyes because of the work of the orange. Orange also put a large pillow behind Marcel's stocky body. He sat down and began to feed Marcel.

Marcel just obeyed what Orange did to him. He did not protest at all or resist the treatment of the Orange. He also needs treatment this time.

Old Orange fed Marcel who did not take his eyes away from the orange. Until the last mouthful, Marcel said,

"Gga, I like Jazira" said Marcel who made Orange stop his mouth in front of Marcel. The orange gaze also turned to the spoon containing the last porridge that needed to be swallowed by Marcel.

Silently greeted the two. No more movement from Marcel or Orange. There was only an irregular roar of breath coming out of the orange nose.