I Love You Young Master
Chapter 1 | Meeting
Hello, boys!
This is Ay's second story that Ay's fiction will write after “Kita” story is finished. So, priority Ay tetep “Kitah Kita”, yes.
So, this story will actually slow update.
If you want to read it now, yes, please. Want to read after many chapters, yes, please. Or wait to finish first please. That's your decision, honey.
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Goddamn bum!! Stupidhead!
The man kept swearing in his heart while gulping down ‘minuman’. The loud bang of the music in the club did not interfere with the activities of this man. In fact, his handsome face looked cute because it was too drunk.
Four empty bottles lined the man's desk. It would be foolish to die though. He was willing, really.
“Why, Chels? Why..?” the man's murmured softly.
“Why are you betraying me?”
“Why do you choose him better than me?”
“I love you so much. You know that, right?”
The man took another sip ‘drink’ directly from the bottle. Some of the bartenders standing guard seemed to be watching this man.
“See! He's already drunk four bottles!” the bartender 1.
Bartender 2 looks to examine the appearance of the man. White T-shirt wrapped in a jacket and casual trousers. “He's a rich man isn't he?” muttered.
Bartender 1 is. “Why?”
“Later if he can't pay, how?”
Bartender 1 thought hard. Then nodded in agreement realizing that the words of bartender 2 had a point. “Yes too, yes.”
The two bartenders were busy talking about the man. After a tough negotiation, they agreed to go to the man.
“Sorry, excuse me,” says bartender 1 politely. The man looked up. Its tangled and mute streak makes bartender 1 rather pitying. I think he's heartbroken again.
“Why, anyway?” ask the guy.
“Tuan already ‘minum’ much, you know. Already, yes,” pinta bartender 1.
“The master can pay, right?” ledek bartender 2 with cynical view.
The man frowned. “Heh! Just so you know, yeah. Hik... I can buy this one club and, hik.. fire you from here!” threaten the man with hiccups.
Bartender 2 laughs. Absolutely do not believe this drunk man's words. “Ya already, quickly pay!” He held his hand open with his palm open.
The man reached into his pants pocket. Blank. Hey, where's my wallet?!
“Tuh, right! He can't pay!” grumbling bartender 2 pissed. He turned around, then walked quickly to split the crowd.
“What's up, Mister?” ask bartender 1 sympathize.
“My wallet is not there!” the man was angry.
Bartender 1 is silent. On the one hand, he felt sorry for this man. On the other hand, this is his job. If this man does not pay, where will he get his income from?
“Security, quickly remove him!!” exclaim bartender 2 who came with two security.
Security understood. The two flank the man and force him out of the club. Everyone who sees gives way. There were various gazes cast on the drunk man earlier.
Poor, disgusted, and trivial.
Well, that's how the human impulse system works. Always conclude things based only on what he sees.
The man rebelled violently. “Lease! Hey, let go of me!” his yell. “I'll make you broke, yeah! Release!”
Bartenders 1 and 2 follow security. After arriving outside, the security hit the man's body on the ground.
The man growled furiously. “How dare you treat a Rayhan like this, huh!!!”
Bartender 2. Followed by both security. “Heh, dear Mr. Rayhan, if you can't pay, don't come here again, okay,” said the cynical bartender 2. “Miskin aja belagu terribly.”
“You—” furious Rayhan angry.
“What is this?”
They looked at it simultaneously. Bead bartender 2 also security that is there looks sparkling.
The voice earlier belonged to a beautiful girl with long wavy hair. The parasites are so good. Especially her elegant clothes. Beuhh.
Rayhan who saw that screeched cynically. Base of basket eyes! A sycophant!
The girl was still busy observing Rayhan who was slumped on the ground. It seemed, the man was not strong enough to stand up from being drunk. “Master?” call him.
Rayhan. Seeing the beautiful face of the girl, he was also amazed. “Beautiful once,” he said unknowingly.
The girl smiled sweetly. “Thank you.” He looked at the bartender. “What exactly? Why are you pushing this Master?”
“Begin, Miss, this guy has a lot of ‘minum’, but does not pay. Therefore, we drove him out,” obviously bartender 2.
The girl nodded in understanding. He took out his wallet from his sling bag. “Let me pay. What's total?”
“Eh?” The bartender and security were shocked.
Rayhan tried to get up, wanted to hold the girl who wanted to pay ‘drink’nya. However, his body was even staggering and could not be balanced. Reflex, the girl was supporting Rayhan's body. “Let me help, Mr.”
Rayhan looked closely at the girl's pretty face. “Whose name are you?”
The girl smiled at Rayhan who was looking at her sweetly. “Aqilla.”
“My name is Aqilla, Mr.”
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Actually, Aqilla's goal is not to come to the club for fun. He has another job here. However, leaving Rayhan drunk without anyone's company also made him unbearable.
Aqilla's humanity was so great.
He had been trained like that since childhood, so don't be surprised.
“Man is a social creature. We can't live alone. So, as much as possible, help the people out there, La. Maybe that way, the person will also help us in the future.”
It was a sentence that Aqilla had always remembered all the time.
After paying for Rayhan's ‘drink’ fee, Aqilla took the man to the VIP section of the club so that Rayhan could rest. Aqilla drank her orange juice while watching Rayhan.
Now Rayhan is raving about a girl named Chelsea. From what Aqilla heard, she could deduce that Rayhan was heartbroken. Chelsea is his heart. And, the girl betrayed Rayhan by hanging out with another man.
Which man does not have the heartache try?
“Master is fine, right?” ask Aqilla politely.
Rayhan looked at Aqilla softly. “Am I not handsome?” tanyanya.
Aqilla watched Rayhan's face carefully. “Handsome, kok.”
“Am I less rich?”
“Ah, I don't know. I don't know you, Mr.”
Rayhan scowling. “Very well you don't know me.”
Aqilla chuckles. “Good, forgive me.”
“Good, good. I'll introduce myself.” Rayhan pretended to fix his tangled clothes. “I am Rayhan Albar Refalino, the eldest son of the Refalino family, President of RH Group.”
Aqilla widened her eyes. A–apa?
Rayhan smiled broadly. “Do you know me now?”
Aqilla smiled. “Iya, Sir. I know You.”
“So, am I less rich?”
“Of course not, Mr.”
Rayhan clucking. “Already expected!”
Aqilla laughed softly at Rayhan's grunts. “That girl was the fool for leaving a Master who loved her so much. So, you forget about that stupid girl. You can find a smarter girl, right?” aqilla gave me advice.
Rayhan nodded enthusiastically with his eyes. “You're right, Aqilla! I'll find a smart girl.”
Aqilla scrambled Rayhan's hair in a fit of rage. This man also does not refuse—malah comfortable-convenient only.
Realizing something, Rayhan turned to Aqilla with a serious look that looked funny.
“What if you were my lover? You're a smart girl in my opinion!”
^^^To be continuous...^^^
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Welcome to “Aqilla’s Story” everything!
It's a story about Aqilla's life journey filled with conflict. Hope you like it, yeah.
See you in the next chapter:)
