Chapter 2 Kiss Her

• Arsana Putri finally arrived at the luxurious and spacious residence of Mr. Zayver Megantara. She was greeted by the guards and immediately welcomed into the room, where Zayver was waiting for her.
• Zayver Megantara frowned, staring at the beautiful girl who burst into his room and threw her suitcase away, then climbed onto the bed.
• "Who are you?" asked Zayver, surprised by the woman who had dared to enter his room without knocking first.
• "Who else would dare to lie on this big and soft bed if not your wife." said Arsana smiling showing her teeth.
• Zayver knitted his eyebrows. "What, my wife? Where's the proof?"
• Zayver wore an expression of disbelief.
• Arsana exhaled roughly then got back up and brought something from her bag.
• "Here's the proof, just take a look." Arsana impolitely threw something at Zayver.
• Zayver stared at the marriage certificate where the photos of him and Arsana were side by side.
• "How could I marry you?" asked Zayver, surprised.
• "How would I know. I even just woke up from a nightmare and was suddenly told that I had become the wife of someone I never even knew or saw." Arsana lay back down and covered her face with one hand.
• "Damn it! Wijaya has dared to deceive me. Looks like he's tired of living." Zayver clenched both hands while Arsana laughed.
• "You were fooled by him? Oh, what a poor man."
• Hearing that, Zayver became angry again. "How dare you talk to me like that?" Zayver snapped.
• "Of course I dare, I'm your wife." Arsana's answer made Zayver upset.
• "My wife is Arsina Angelita, not you!" said Zayver, making Arsana chuckle.
• "Ah, you already know? Arsina is my sister, and I am Arsana Putri, her brother. We are siblings who were born from the same sperm mixture and different mothers. So, just accept it. Only the final letters A and I are different. The inside must be the same!"
• Arsana opened her hand to look at Zayver who was staring at her sharply, then closed her face again.
• Zayver snorted in annoyance, the woman who claimed to be his wife was really annoying. He did not think that Wijaya had deceived him by giving him a different child, even though Arsana was actually no less beautiful than Arsina Angelita.
• One thing that certainly makes Zayver furious is that he feels played, cheated outright by Wijaya and this cannot be allowed!
• Not to mention Zayver has to face a girl who doesn't seem to be afraid of him.
• "The thing is, I didn't know your asshole father had two daughters and all he showed me yesterday was Arsina, not you!" Zayver sighed. "Ah, that old fart Wijaya is already playing games with me. Watch out, I won't hesitate to shoot your father in the head!" Zayver exclaimed, banging on the nightstand beside him.
• "Whether you want to shoot him or chop him, I don't care about that guy at all. Besides, he never thought of me as his son either, so why would I bother saving him from death?" Arsana chided.
• Hearing that statement, Zayver looked at Arsana who was still lying down by covering her face with one hand as if she was really enjoying lying down.
• Then, the man smiled sarcastically, because it turned out that the woman who became his wife seemed to have no fear of him, even though Zayver was a figure who was famously feared because of his temper.
• "You're quite brave," Zayver said.
• "Of course I am. Why would I be afraid of you, you're my husband?" Arsana answered lightly.
• "Hahahaha... don't expect me to take you as my wife!" Zayver laughed mockingly.
• "As you wish. I don't care at all whether you consider me a wife or not. It doesn't matter to me because I just want to live!" said Arsana as she turned her body with her back to Zayver, making the man open his mouth to speak, but was confused about what to say.
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• It has been one week since Arsana and Zayver lived in the same house. Although they haven't touched each other, but both of them have started to get to know each other and understand each other's nature. Arsana is a girl who likes to talk, annoying, and likes to fight, while Zayver is a rough and temperamental figure.
• A far from auspicious introduction where the couple had never met each other before, as they were married on the basis of debts and agreements.
• Arsana is the replacement bride, and the two of them live their lives arguing with each other every day. Neither Arsana nor Zayver had any sense of love yet, instead there was irritation and annoyance because Zayver and Arsana had the same harsh personality.
• "I'm going shopping with Ana. You allow me, right?" asked Arsana without looking at her interlocutor.
• "Who are you talking to, huh?" snapped Zayver, making Arsana surprised and immediately frowned.
• "Who is here besides you, Zayver?"
• "At least look at your interlocutor when talking! You're rude!" Zayver grumbled as she shoved Arsana's head who immediately rubbed her head.
• "Yes... I'll leave first." Arsana looked at Zayver, and how surprised the girl was because Zayver immediately kissed her forcefully.
• "Let go! At least do it gently, not like someone who wants to kill!" grumbled Arsana wiping Zayver's kiss marks on her cheek, making the man even more angry at her.
• "Muah!" kissed Zayver again and Arsana wiped the traces of her husband's lips again. And this happened for several times, making Zayver choke Arsana who immediately coughed due to shortness of breath.
• "Okay, okay, I won't erase it again!" said Arsana in a broken voice because her neck was still in Zayver's grip.
• "Don't mess with me, little girl!" said Zayver firmly, then crushed Arsana's lips fiercely and released her roughly.
• "I'll go first!" Arsana said goodbye.
• "Go on."
• When she got outside, Arsana immediately wiped Zayver's lips without knowing that her husband saw it through the CCTV and was furious again.
• "You naughty girl!" growled Zayver as he punched the laptop screen where the CCTV was shown.
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• Arsana lied to Zayver earlier, that she would go shopping with Ana, one of the maids in Zayver's house.
• Arsana was called by her superior and it turned out that she would be given a new assignment, which was to do undercover because Arsana's real job was as a Secret Agent, a kind of intelligence whose duty was to spy on a place or a person in order to find whether there was a crime or not and other information.
• "You have to go to Papua to find out the owner of the biggest drug kingpin there, whose sales have penetrated the international market. Be a Volunteer Teacher there to cover your identity as a Secret Agent and solve the case immediately."
• Arsana saluted as a sign of her readiness to go to Papua in order to carry out her duty. However, what made her hesitant was how she would tell Zayver, while when she was about to go to the office, the drama was extraordinary.
• "When should I leave?" asked Arsana to her superior.
• "The sooner the better, just prepare all your needs there first. When you are ready, call us." Arsana nodded and returned to Zayver's house, because in the office she had no work.
• Until one week passed, Arsana had not yet given certainty to her superior when she was ready to go to Papua for duty. However, the unexpected thing happened, Zayver called Arsana and told her to prepare to join the man on office business.
• "Where to? I'm too lazy to travel with someone like you, anyway there's a lot of work." Arsana scowled in annoyance.
• "To Papua."
• Arsana smiled happily, when she heard the name Papua. "You should come with me to live there for a while," Zayver pleaded.
• "but ...." Arsana pretended to be unwilling by continuing to argue even though this was a golden opportunity for her to carry out a mission according to the orders of the superiors in her office.
• "No buts and no refusals. You must still come with me!" Zayver said, pounding the table in front of Arsana's face.
• "Alright, I'm coming. I think you'll get bored with me if I keep following you."
• "Why should I be bored with my own wife? You fool! Hurry up and get ready!" Zayver ordered and Arsana immediately smiled, because soon she would be in action in Papua and catch a high-class drug kingpin who was said to have been a fugitive for years and difficult to catch.