
There is no other choice, Mr. Bonar asserted.
"Well, we'll take you to Mr. Ravian's house. But not for now. Mr. Ravian just got home from the reception, it's not good to interrupt his break." Said Mr. Bonar.
Sevan, who could not possibly impose his will, followed the advice of Mr. Bonar.
"What Mr. Bonar said is true. Don't be rash, my son. We better go home, tomorrow we come back here. The most important thing is that it's clear and you already know who you are." Said Mr. Darman as his foster father.
"Yes, Son Sevan. Now we better go home, tomorrow we come here again." His mother gave advice.
"Good, Mom, sir. Sevan is with you. Thank you for advising." Answer Sevan agreed.
"You don't have to go home, just stay in this house." Said Mr. Bonar.
"Thank you very much, sir. But I'm sorry, I'm with you and you prefer to go home. Our house is not far from here." Sevan replied, refusing.
"All right, it's up to you. Do not forget to come again if there is really free time. You're off the job until your business is done." Said Mr. Bonar.
"Thank you for understanding, sir."
"Of course, because after that you will also process your rights as a successor to the Radmaja family. So, don't allow yourself to be easily bullied."
"Yes, Sir. Then we'll be ready to go home."
"I support you, Sev." Timpal Zavan is Yilan's older brother.
Sevan smiles.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Zavan. Then we go home, excuse me." Said Sevan and rushed home with his foster parents.
On the other hand, Yilan was already in the room with her husband. Yilan herself seemed new to know and felt so awkward to open a conversation with her husband. The only path is silence and no sound.
Gazan sat down on the sofa after changing his clothes that had just taken a shower.
"Aren't you in the shower?" gazan asked when he found his wife was daydreaming.
At that moment, Yilan was shocked.
"Later on." Answer origin.
"What are you thinking, baby? it's okay, isn't it, if I call you baby?" ask again while watching his wife with such a close distance.
"Why you?" gazan asked back and grabbed his wife's chin.
Now the two are looking at each other.
Boldly, Gazan slightly pulled his chin and tried to kiss Yilan's lips.
At that moment, Yilan immediately pushed her husband's body.
"Don't touch me." Yilan said after pushing her husband's body.
Gazan was surprised by his wife's attitude.
"Why can't I touch you?" tanya Gazan was curious.
"I'm afraid, because I have a monthly guest. I'm afraid it's over the line and out of control, that's all, that's all. Sorry." Replied Yilan with a contrived reason.
Gazan who heard it, was able to breathe a sigh of relief, due to the wrong prejudice against his own wife.
"I guess you're why, apparently there's a monthly guest. It's okay, I can understand. But just kissing is okay, right?"
There was no choice, Yilan nodded. However, she forbade her husband not to kiss her lips with the cue given.
Gazan smiled and nodded. Then, Gazan kissed his wife's forehead gently.
"It's almost night, you better clean your body now and then we'll have dinner together." Gazan said, Yilan nodded and rushed to the bathroom.
However, he suddenly remembered that he was playing a show.
"I'm asking for help, I need a bandit."
"Oh yes, I forgot. Wait a minute, I'd like to ask for help with the assistant at home." Gazan replied and immediately called his home assistant to deliver something that his wife had asked for.
"Thank you a lot. Sorry for taking nicotine."
"It's okay, you're my wife and it's my responsibility. So, you don't have to feel that much trouble for me."
Yilan smiled at her, also feeling guilty for lying to her own husband.