Forced To Marry A Cruel Boss (Forced To Marry A Cruel Boss)

Forced To Marry A Cruel Boss (Forced To Marry A Cruel Boss)
Angry but dear



Arin was momentarily silent at a loss hearing the servant's words.


"is there really a promo like that?" arin's inner face now looks confused.


"wahs.. Arin isn't it a lucky break, we got a promo here, we better just give him your number!" Fina.


"Ah. eng alright!" Arin now took the paper and the ballpoint pen in the servant's hand.


She recorded her number there.


"it's mbak!" arin said to the waiter while returning the paper and ballpoint pen to the waiter.


"thank you Miss, I'll excuse you!" said the waiter to Arin as he passed towards the kitchen.


Arin nodded his head and now again enjoyed his meal while chatting with each other spending their time there.


20:00 at


Arin and Fina, who have finished their dinner there, Arin plans to call Ardan to tell him where he is.


But when he wanted to call Ardan, immediately Arin's phone just died.


Arin took a heavy breath and now put his phone back in his wallet and went to the cashier's desk to pay for his order.


A few minutes later, Arin, who had finished paying and now passed, went outside the restaurant with Fina.


When the two of them had been outside the restaurant Arin rhymed towards the highway while calling a taxi for the two of them to go home.


The taxi now sends Arin and Fina to their respective homes, Arin who has now arrived at his house to get out of the taxi while paying for them both.


"loh Rin!" fina said to Arin who saw the girl pay more.


"just consider it a gift that I've had dinner outside, bye heart, Fin!" arin said to Fina.


Fina smiled as she waved her hand.


soon the taxi returned and the car left the house.


Arin who was still there stared far away from his best friend.


Arin immediately moved towards the house, but when he was in the home lobby.


at once Arin was surprised by the presence of Ardan who is now standing in the row of stairs while crossing his hands in front of his chest.


with a sharp look towards the girl.


deg..


Arin who realized Ardan was looking at him like that, Arin immediately fell silent without daring to make a sound.


truck..


the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs.


Ardan moved from there while walking towards Arin who was still there.


"Well. um Ardan?" call Arin to Ardan.


"mmh. Where have you been?" ardan asked Arin with a full glance.


"eng.. discharged from outside mas!" answer Arin.


"sama who? why don't you pick up the phone? do you know what time it is?" Ask Ardan to Arin.


"mas, Arin is not a child!" arin said to Ardan.


"don't discuss the topic, I'm asking you?" ardan said, asking.


"Arin would have said the same with Ardan, Arin went with Fina" replied Arin.


"uh.huh..!" muttered Ardan while massaging his forehead slowly.


"Mas Ardan why?" ask Arin confused.


"Arka from earlier nangisin you loh, I tried to call you, but your phone is not even active!" said Ardan who now looks back at Arin.


"I'm sorry, Arin's phone died!" Arin replied to Ardan with a childlike expression.


"hem you've changed your clothes first" said Ardan who now passed towards the kitchen.


Arin nodded his head and stared at Ardan who had passed into the kitchen.


"Mas wants to make milk!" ardan replied to Arin.


Arin smiled and rushed up to his room.


***


In Arin's room, which had now arrived, the girl rushed to the bathroom and immediately cleaned her sticky body.


A few minutes apart from the bathroom door, Arin who has now finished bathing, and is about to approach the existence of Arka.


Arin went to Ardan's private office, from inside there he saw the little boy who was now in the lap of the Papah while drinking his milk.


Arin walked into the room and now approached Ardan and Arka there.


"Mas Ardan hasn't slept?" ask Arin to Ardan.


"yet, there are still office tasks that you have to do first!" answer Ardan.


"hmm here let Arka be with Arin only, mas Ardan continue to work first!" arin said while taking Arka in Ardan's lap.


Arin carried Arka while carrying the little boy to a sofa not far from there. And while putting Arka to sleep.


"oh yeah mas, where was Ardan's office?" ask Arin for a moment.


"l.. !" muttered Ardan who was now staring at Arin.


"so Arin there look for Ardan mas, but when Arin saw in Ardan's mas room there was only Secretary mas Ardan doang." Arin to Ardan.


"so you don't know you're going to the company today" said Ardan who is now staring at his laptop.


"Arin, tell me about Secretary Ardan!" arin said to Ardan.


"but Cristin didn't say anything the same" said Ardan.


"hemm?" muttered Arin confused, who was now staring at Ardan who was still staring at his laptop.


"maybe he forgot!" timpal Ardan again.


Arin immediately squinted her eyes at her husband who was still in the same position still staring at her laptop.


"oh.. forgot, even Arin was not allowed to wait for Ardan in Arin's own husband's room!" said Arin who looked annoyed.


Recalling Cristin's attitude to himself earlier.


Ardan immediately turned his gaze towards Arin and now stared intensely at the girl's face.


"the.l..!" muttered Ardan could not believe hearing Arin's words just now.


"why? mas Ardan doesn't believe it? not papa, though... Arin is good enough to be in the same as his personal secretary mas Ardan." said Arin with a forced smile and as he moved from the sofa and passed to the outside of Ardan's private room.


Ardan who had been staring at Arin, immediately stopped his work and now passed after Arin who was in his bed.


Ardan walked over to Arin who was now sitting on his bed.


"sad?" call Ardan to Arin.


"mmh." replied Arin without taking his eyes off.


"are you angry?" ask Ardan who is sitting there.


"no, why is Arin angry with Ardan!" replied Arin who is now putting his phone which is still in the cas on the table.


"Yes you are not angry, but you are upset just as you are." said Ardan.


Arin instantly averted his gaze which was now fixed on the face of the man who was still staring at him.


***


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