HANDSOME MASTER (Late In Love)

A glass of milk

My stomach is happy, that's how I feel right now.

The departure of Mr. Arga tonight makes my heart a little calmer, at least I avoid the first night of fear that has haunted my heart and mind since.

May Mr. Arga come back here tomorrow morning, I would love to sleep well tonight, the atmosphere of this room is so soothing, it will help me sleep soundly, thank God.

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Time has shown midnight, but these eyes are reluctant to shut, even though I tried to turn off all the lights, hoping to be sleepy, but it feels useless, it only scares me alone.

The atmosphere was so silent that it gave me goosebumps, I vaguely heard the flaming water faucets from inside the bathroom.

I'm here alone right, it looks like the water faucet is lit by itself, I'm afraid, lest this room have a ghost.

With a step on my tiptoes I went down the bed and opened the bathroom door slowly. It's blank!

Is this just my feeling, just now it looks like I heard the sound of water faucets lit, in fact this floor just feels dry. Mr. Arga come back, I'm so scared to be alone here. Really, this time I want your presence.

I returned to the bed and covered my entire body with a thick blanket, curled up like a cold person. These eyes seemed reluctant to be closed, only the sound of a wall clock ticking out loud in my ears.

"Sabrina!" a person's voice sounded not far from the bed. I shivered more and more in fear, I put my blanket together and read whatever prayer I memorized.

"Sabrina!" the voice was slow, the closer it sounded. It seemed like there was a cold hand entering the blanket and fingered the tip of my foot.

"Yetoooo." I screamed as loud as I could, until my vocal cords felt like breaking while stomping my feet kicking the blanket in all directions.

"What are you doing, you're possessed or something. Quiet down!" mr. Arga hit me hard on the leg. I grimaced stroking the foot of his former punch.

"Sir, sir is back, thank goodness." I got up and hugged the blanket.

"Why are you screaming like you see a ghost!"

"I'm afraid sir."

"Well, what are you afraid of?" mr. Arga smiled slantedly at me.

"Fear of ghosts, I'm afraid of being alone."

"You're afraid of ghosts? Hahaha, it's not that ghosts are more afraid of you." With a wide mocking laugh.

"I heard the water faucet lit up by myself, when I checked into the bathroom, it was not there, even the floor was dry." I explained the incident just now without caring that he was bullying me, I was really scared.

"You're just hallucinating, you're so timid, you're asleep!"

I dropped myself on the bed, trying to sleep. I slept on the right side, Mr. Arga on the left side, I deliberately put two rolls between us, afraid of anything happening. Several times I turned to him who was restless could not sleep, I was the same.

"Master?" I asked while facing the window, I was not confident looking at it.

"Hm"

"Master can't sleep?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Why can't you sleep?"

"I'm not used to sharing a bed!"

"Then how?" I was confused as to what to answer.

"Sleep on the couch, I can't stand sleeping" he said without feeling guilty.

"What?" I can't believe he kicked me out of bed.

"You didn't hear? don't-don't you go deaf, take your blanket and sleep there!" he seriously pointed at the sofa not far from this bed.

The biggest regret of my life is to marry you, Mr. Arga. Now you're kicking me out and telling me to sleep on this couch, when at first I just asked for pleasantries because I couldn't sleep myself, it's called falling down, falling down the stairs anyway, bitch!

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When it was early morning, I couldn't sleep at all, the size of the sofa was not so big that I had trouble finding a comfortable sleeping position, I tried to tilt to the right and to the left, on my stomach, on my stomach, even while raising my legs on the back of the sofa, but for free, I was not sleepy.

I got up and walked over to Mr. Arga who was already soundly asleep, clenching the bolster while covering his body with a blanket. I watched carefully as the man did not know thank you and did not have that guilt.

Very nice of him, sleep well without feeling sinful driving me to sleep in a narrow sofa, if indeed you can not share a bed, should give me a separate room, if like this you so mistreat me. I lost my precious moment of rest, basic!

I opened the freezer and found a box of powdered milk, turned on the stove and boiled water to brew this milk, hopefully by drinking a glass of milk can help me sleep well.

"What are you doing?" mr. Arga's voice surprised me.

"Eh sir, I'm making warm milk." I was confused, he could follow me to the kitchen, when I clearly saw him sleeping soundly.

"Why do you see me like that?"

"No sir, I'm just surprised, because you slept well and now you're standing here."

"You're so noisy in the kitchen, you wake me up, now I can't sleep and I want your milk."

Uh, she wants to milk me, milk what does it mean, how is this, what should I do, God help me!

"Why shut up, give me your milk!"

"Milk? what milk sir?" i'm flustered.

"You said you were making warm milk?"

"Yes, you want this warm milk?" I put a glass of milk on him.

"What milk do you think? fucking perverted brain!" he glanced as he passed away leaving me who stood withstanding the embarrassment that had already peaked in the crown.

It's a shame, I think he asked for a different kind of milk, uh apparently, really wanted to cover my face with teflon to get rid of this shame, my God, why my mind got so perverted like this.

I went back to brewing a glass of milk for myself and came out of the kitchen, opening the kitchen door little by little, hoping that Mr. Arga would go back to sleep. Really, I'm really embarrassed about what just happened. I peeked at him sitting on the couch enjoying my warm milk while playing his smart phone.

"Sleep in bed, I'm not sleepy." He said without looking at me, gulping down the glass until it was gone.

"All right." I nodded then climbed onto this large mattress, after a glass of milk warmed the esophagus, drowsiness immediately attacked.

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The morning sunlight woke me up, right in front of me, because this window was directly facing east with a view of the city that was already crowded with vehicles and pollution, towering high buildings were seen on various sides.

I pulled out the blanket that covered my body. Thankfully, I was still wearing full clothes, I was really afraid that Mr. Arga would do something to me, even though I realized that we were already a legitimate married couple.

I got up and walked towards the bathroom with messy hair like a newly awakened lion from its slumber.

Suddenly the bathroom door opened just as I was in front of him, Mr. Arga came out with his hair still wet, wrapped around a towel around his waist making his field chest look so perfect.

He looked at me fixedly, brought his face closer to me, the distance of our faces only ranged between two fingers, cold sweat flooded my body, he swallowed his saliva and kept trying to get closer, I gradually retreated in a regular manner.

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