CEO's husband

Young Master

A few days passed, as if he had gotten used to the presence of Arfa. The two rarely interact because of the busy Via.

Arfa also did not remain silent in the house. He's looking for a job near Via's residence. Just helping out at a fruit shop. But the money is good for him to eat.

"This is the order ma'am, thank you?" said Arfa politely. Buyers are pleased with the hospitality of Arfa.

"Master, young master Arfa is here!", said one man in his forty years. He accidentally saw Arfa.

"Sir An," Arfa was surprised to see who greeted him.

"Yes young master, I have long sought the existence of master. Come with Mr. An come home sir," pinta sir An.

"I can't go home now sir, don't tell my mom I'm here. Enough Mr. An who knows," said Arfa.

"Why young master? Madam is very worried about you, let's go home, "he said again.

"When I don't come back, someone wants to kill me. Mr. An can find out roughly who the suspicious person inside the house is" Pinta Arfa said.

"What's? Killing the young master?" ask An does not believe.

"Yes, luckily someone helped me. Now Mr. An is back, and as if never knew my situation.If it's time I'll go back alone." Arfa looked seriously at Mr. An. He had great confidence in the middle-aged man. His loyalty to his family was not in doubt.

But Arfa has not been able to return, because he is still finding out who is planning the murder on him.

Many are threatened if Arfa returns. Maybe that makes him a reason to kill her.

"Well young master, but does the young master live well?" asked An worriedly to see his young master.

"I'm fine sir, don't worry."

Pak An noticed his young master, his appearance was very ordinary. He worked as a waiter at the fruit shop. Pak An's heart saw Arfa like that.

Arfa smiled as she received the business card. A man who always loved him, even if he was just a driver. But for his family Pak An more than that.Pak An left after not succeeding in persuading Arfa.

Arfa put the business card in her pocket. He should be home soon because it was almost afternoon. After saying goodbye to the shop owner. He's coming home soon.

Do not forget Arfa bought two packs of food from the results of work today. He is learning to live a simple life away from his family.

Arfa could have returned to her current home. But there was a special reason he wanted to stay in Via's house. Because being silent at the girl made him curious.

When Arfa opened the door, Via's shoes were on his shoe rack. Vicki came home early from him.

"Have you come home?" greeting Arfa when he saw the woman was busy with some cooking utensils in the kitchen.

"Yes, today has completed the order of the store. So you can go home early."

"What are you doing?" tanya Arfa approached Via. Via then showed the results of cooking.

"Here," Via showed the results of his cooking. But when Arfa saw it, he thought it was better not to eat the food. Almost everything she cooks is black. Alias almost charred.

"Ah don't look at the color, let's try." Take Via. Arfa can only say it. The two of them immediately sat in the dining room.

"Let's try!" bring Via. He excitedly took out a piece of fried chicken that he had made earlier. Just getting inside his mouth, Via immediately ran into the trash.

"Why is this so bad!" said disappointed. She's not very good at cooking.

"Here you go, it's better to eat this." Arfa took out two empty plates, then opened the food she had bought.

She was embarrassed for failing to cook. He really wants to be able to cook. But instead of delicious even the opposite, let alone the state of the kitchen is very messy at this time.

" Don't give up, you can definitely cook coke," said Arfa comforted Via who was pouting. Inwardly Arfa was eager to laugh at Vias' current disillusionment.