I Love You Young Master

Chapter 4 | About Young Master

Aqilla arrived at her house. Get out of the car, his body stretched to and fro. Facing the Refalino family turned out to be tiring as well, huh. The girl's muscles stiffen.

“Wow, back, Qill?”

Aqilla turned the body. Her manicure highlighted a casually dressed girl who came out of her house. She was the girl who was very close to Aqilla, Elysia Luciana. Just call me Ely.

“Hm,” reply Aqilla lazy.

Ely clucked. “Why are you, anyway? That guy made you sprain?” tanyakanya.

Aqilla shook her head, unwilling to answer Ely's question. Intentionally wanting to make me curious. He breezed into the house without explaining anything to Ely. His feet continued to move into the kitchen. Open the refrigerator there and sip cold water from the bottle.

“What's up, anyway, Qill? He's off, huh?” ask Ely again who is very curious.

Aqilla sighed. “I didn't meet that guy there, El.”

“Lho? Continues?”

Aqilla walked again towards the lounge. He collapsed on the sofa with his legs raised to the top of the sofa. “Ndon't know, El. I was waiting, but nothing. Tomorrow let me try again.”

Ely took a breath. “Yes, there's plenty of time, really. Don't take it seriously, Qill,” Ely's advice. “Nikmatin our life in Indonesia. Rarely, right, we can come here,” continued the girl.

Aqilla nodded in agreement. Due to the actual demands of the job, Aqilla and Ely often moved around the country. This time, their target is in Indonesia. Countries that witnessed their growth.

Aqilla who had been leaning leisurely on the sofa suddenly sat up straight and looked at Ely seriously. “El, I just met a boy. He's a real handsome guy, you know.”

Ely looked back at Aqilla enthusiastically. “Seriously? What's-her-name? You don't know her?”

Aqilla nodded. He smiled widely. “Young Master Rayhan,” Aqilla replied.

Ely glares. “What?!! Are you serious?”

“Yeah.”

Brakk!

Aqilla slipped in shock. Suddenly, Ely kicked the table for no reason.

“Woi, you're okay, anyway?! Want to make me die of a heart attack, huh?” assault Aqilla sharp. He rubbed his chest that was pounding fast—more precisely the heart of Aqilla.

Ely. “Sorry, hehe.” Ely again enthusiastically approached Aqilla, wanting to hear more about Young Master Rayhan. “Continue, continue?”

“When I came to the club, I saw him kicked out of the club. The bartender there ngusir the Young Master came out,” said Aqilla began to tell stories.

Ely clapped his hands. “Crazy! Continues?”

“I asked dong what they were doing. He said, Young Master Rayhan was drunk and had a lot of ‘minum’, but Young Master could not pay because his wallet did not exist. I payin, deh, ‘drinks’nya.” Aqilla continued to tell.

Ely laughed loudly. “Kalo Young Master took this incident, I'm sure he's shy, hihi.”

Aqilla chuckled. “The rich man who forgot to bring a wallet and ended up getting paid by an unknown girl. Wow..” Surprised.

“How to?” pinta Ely wants to know.

“Young Master don't want me to pay in ‘drinks’nya. He's trying to stop me. Pack event hug-everything, ter—”

“COUPLER?!” scream Ely splash.

Aqilla nodded. “Iya. Since I'm concerned, I'm taking the Young Master to the court, to the VIP room. He told me about... Chelsea.”

“Chelsea?” ask Ely to make sure. Aqilla nodded. “Chelsea why?”

“He said, Chelsea already lost him. Young Master is drunk with heartache.”

Ely shook his head dramatically. “Very kasian, anyway, the Young Master.”

“Iya. Very cute.”

“Continue, what happened?”

“I give advice to him to forget the Chelsea. He's agreed. Well, you know what he's up to, El?” Aqilla's face turned serious again.

“What?” ask Ely not to know.

“She asked me to be her new boyfriend!”

“WHAT?!!” Ely stared at the sparkling Aqilla. “Truly?! Keep answering what?”

“I don't want to, lah. But, because he continues, I just let it not be complicated. He's drunk, he'll forget, right?” Aqilla closed the story until there. For the part of the kiss between her and Rayhan need not be said.

Time yes Aqilla story about his first kiss that was seized by Rayhan who incidentally is a drunk man? Whoa, whoa, Aqilla, anyway, not willing actually.

But, yes, it is. It happened, really.

“Iya, what a pity.” Ely regretted the incident if it was forgotten by Rayhan. “Keep, Young Master you live in the club?” ely asked, wanting to know.

Aqilla. “I anterin to the family mansion of Refalino, lah. When did I stay? Not very human.”

“Crazy! You entered the mansion?”

“What is the interior of the family mansion? Cool no? Goody good? Amazing?” ely said non-stop. Aqilla until clucked at the question of the enthusiastic passing of his best friend.

“Severe, El. Kayak palace. So big!” aqilla replied dramatizing. But the truth is, really.

The Mansion of the Refalino family was indeed that big.

“Aaa.. I also want to go inside.” Ely was jealous. According to him, Aqilla is a girl who is lucky to be able to interact with Rayhan and can enter the Refalino family mansion.

Though, Aqilla felt that today was a tiring day.

“Qill, tomorrow who is to the club let me just, yes?” pinta Ely is hopeful.

Aqilla looked at Ely confusedly. “Hah? Want to do?”

Ely smiled so widely. “After tomorrow Young Master comes to the club again, hehe. I want to meet him,” the door is clear. “Bby, yes?”

“No! We have a plan and you have your own share. Just take my share,” reject Aqilla. He slid his tongue, mocking the furious Ely.

“Please, Qill. I want to be able to deket same Young Master,” please Ely. “You know, the Young Master does not like to be teretin chick—”

“It's known that Young Master doesn't like to be teretin. Then what do you want to do?” aqilla did not want to lose.

“Ck, that, right, first. Young Master doesn't like being teretin girls because he has a girlfriend, his name is Chelsea, which you called earlier.” Ely paused his words. “Kalo they've broken up, meaning I can deket-deket dong.”

Aqilla. “So much his love for him is the same Chelsea, yes?”

Ely nodded seriously. Ely tells the story of the love story between Rayhan and Chelsea according to information he knows. So unfortunately Young Master with the girl, Young Master to be willing to keep a distance with all the girls in order to maintain his relationship with Chelsea.

“I did not think that Chelsea was a stupid girl who left Young Master,” said Ely ended his story.

Aqilla became even more sorry for Rayhan. The man loved Chelsea so much. However, Chelsea did not return that love well.

According to Aqilla, it is rare in the world that a type of man like Rayhan is so loyal to one woman.

“Udah, enough! Don't talk about it anymore. We should have discussed our target person, not Young Master,” Aqilla's fawning stopped this conversation. He told Ely to rest in his room. So did Aqilla who rushed to sleep in her own room.

Before going to bed, Aqilla washes her face and brushes her teeth. Routine activities that he always does every night.

“Good night for me,” aqilla before closing eyes. After that, he prayed for a while and began to fall asleep.

Let me sleep well tonight. Forget about Young Master. He was just a momentary memory for me.

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The next morning at the mansion of the Refalino family.

Sunlight pierced through the thin curtains of this one man's room. Tell him that morning is coming and he should wake up soon.

“Shh.. dizzy.” complained Rayhan while holding his head. He tried to sit on his bed. “This is in... my room?” Rayhan observed the entire room which was indeed his own room.

“Not me at Club Fress, yes, semalem?” rayhan was confused.

How, can it be at home?

Rayhan closed his eyes, trying to restore all his memories of last night. The memory of Chelsea betraying him, then he got drunk at the club, met a beautiful girl named Aqilla, and he—

“Aqilla! Where's Aqilla?!” peekik Rayhan turned to and fro.

Hurry the man down from the bed and out of the room. “AQILLA!!!” screaming called.

The entire Refalino family members who were having breakfast were shocked by Rayhan's screams. They saw Rayhan coming down the stairs while continuing to shout the name of Aqilla, the kind girl who helped the man last night.

Hm, at least that's what the Refalino family thinks about Aqilla.

“Mami, who brought Ray home last night?” rayhan asked as he reached the dining room.

“Honey, sit down first, yes. Your head must hurt,” pinta Reva.

Rayhan shook his head, refusing Reva's request. “Jawab first, Mi.”

“Aqilla, Dear,” replied Reva softly.

Rayhan smiled broadly. “Keep him where, Mi?”

“He's home overnight.”

“Kok, let go home, anyway, Mi? She's Ray's girlfriend!”

“Hah?!”

^^^To be continuous...^^^

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Yeay, Ay has a little time to tell this story. I hope you like it, yes.

See you in the next chapter:)