Forced to Marry Young Master

44. My husband

Saga pulls Daniah's arm. The girl was half-running due to the fast pace following the rhythm of Saga. By the time the car had stopped in front of them, without waiting for Han to get out of the car he had already opened the car door. Pushing Daniah's body into the car.

“Master Saga.” Daniah was confused as to why he was dragged like this. It was even more puzzled because it seemed like Saga was furious.

“Why?”

“No, didn't Helena still want to talk to you.”

“Ele wants to talk to me, or do you want to talk to Noah?”

Ahh it turns out Helena's call was Ele, hihi, why does it sound so sweet. I can't imagine them dating and calling each other on a beloved call. Uh, that's not the problem now. The problem was why he was suddenly angry.

“Me and Noah just chat.”

"You're cheating on him? you touched his shoulder a few times."

"No sir, I was just comforting her about her love affair."

Love problems should not be spoken Daniah, he forgot about the complexity of the relationship these three people seem to.

"A romance problem, so you're really cheating on her? How dare!" Saga was already shouting while pushing Daniah's body. Pointing the Girl's shoulder.

"No sir, I can't possibly cheat on you. I met Noah once, that too by chance." Daniah is afraid that this misunderstanding will lead to longer.

“Noah! You call him Noah!” his voice has even gone up.

“Ia Noah.” Daniah answered.

“You call him Noah, and what do you call me?” Saga shouted loudly as the car started to speed, exiting the parking area.

Han glanced at the rearview mirror looking at the situation.

“Master Saga.” Daniah said it.

What I should call you, I call you Mr. Saga, why protest. I usually call you that.

Cletak, Saga's fingers have touched Daniah's forehead again. Now the pressure is lighter, not as hard as it was then. But still only Daniah grimaced at once surprised. Saga grabbed Daniah's clothes, brought her face closer.

Whaaat! whaaat! why am I being sprained again?

“I am who?”

“Anda Tuan Saga.” Masih terbata menjawab, dia mengkerut takut. Sorot mata Saga sudah sangat kesal.

“I mean young master may be the position of young master to the Miss who?”

Whatdoes thatmean?

“Young master is the husband of Miss.”

Keep on, don't talk about the muters getting me confused.

“Shouldn't Miss call my husband's young master.”

“What!”

Saga released her hand on Daniah's shirt.

Whaaat! So he agreed to Secretary Han's fucking idea. Hey don't give me weird ideas that give me goosebumps.

Saga growled and looked at him annoyed.

“Miss can start calling such young masters from now on, even if you are both.”

I want to kick you Secretary Han. Stop giving crazy ideas. And why are you silent, you really want to be called that.

“But I'm more comfortable calling you.”

“Hey, is it because I've been kind to you lately that you've been so rude, call as Han said. I don't want to spread rumors out there because you called your husband with a call to a stranger so.”

Why am I so cornered. Your reasons make sense.

“Jawab!”

“Good Mr.”

Saga growls again because Daniah hasn't changed her calling.

“Good husband.”

“Why you're playing a drama, repeat!”

And silly things happen along the way, Saga asks Daniah to repeat the call several times. While Han held back his smile and wave until he continued to drive the car at a moderate speed.

...***...

Today finally passed. Daniah collapsed on the sofa. Saga is in her study with Secretary Han.

Bathing bath is the most comfortable murmur while drying your hair with a towel.

Today was absolutely crazy. How could I meet Noah, that cute smiling snitch. I even gave him a hp no. Helena, she really is a beautiful woman, it is fitting that she be next to Mr. Saga. And that crazy man why would I want to call him that disgusting name. Wouldn't it be weird if I was with him calling him by my husband's call. I've been goosebumps just by imagining.

The door opened making Daniah who was lying down jumped.

“Sunday you.”

Haha, indeed what can I do in this house if not relax while you are not bothering me.

“I want to sleep.”

“Good Mr.”

“Tuan.” The intonation is already stressful, like finding a thousand-year-old error that keeps repeating itself.

“I'm sorry, good husband.”

Daniah took the nightgowns, and as usual, Saga threw the clothes she was wearing on Daniah's head.

“ Turn off lights.”

“ Good.”

Daniah rushes to turn off all the lights, then goes into the clothes room. Put your Saga clothes in the basket. He has not moved, still standing in his place. He just stood still. Mind empty. He wanted to make a plan carefully, but today it was really tiring, so he wanted to just collapse.

SERIATE..........