I Love You Young Master
Chapter 50 | Both Chances
“Young Master,” call someone to the figure of his employer.
The person called the young master only glanced at a glance, a sign that he was listening.
“Nona Aqilla is in Indonesia, Mr.”
The young master pulled next to the corner of his lips, smiling obliquely. He had just received news that shocked his heart and mind. Unexpectedly, Aqilla will come to Indonesia after being given an ultimatum full of threats.
“Since when?” ask the young master.
“One month ago, Sir,” replied his assistant.
“Hm, go.”
The assistant bowed for a while, fresh out of the study room belonging to his young master. While inside, the man still seemed relaxed even though his heart was actually a little coxed.
“I did not expect you will break the promise, La.. like, a warning that was not enough for you.”
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In Jakarta, Indonesia...
Aqilla sat pensively in her own bedroom bed. Rayhan's marriage invitation is still in the shadows in his head. He was sent off repeatedly, but there was no result. Aqilla got tired herself.
“I know, this must have happened,” muttered Aqilla fretting.
From the beginning, Aqilla had guessed that Rayhan would definitely get her married. The man certainly wants to tie her to a relationship that is certain considering the two are connected through the twins. However, as much as possible Aqilla had to refuse.
The existence of Aqilla, Jovan, and Jovin in Indonesia is very unjustified. ‘The man’ must have known the article of himself who has come to the country of birth. Punishment awaits him in the future.
And, before that happened, Aqilla had to make careful preparations. If anyone has to be sacrificed, let him do it. For the sake of her two children, Aqilla willingly received any punishment from ‘that person’ provided that the twins could still carve a happy smile.
Me, you, and the kids. Whoever wins this game, my kids will still get the best results, Damn Young Master.
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At the school, Robert and Reva wait for their grandchildren at the gate with the other parents. They did not care at all about the questioning gazes of other people. Their purpose here, right, to pick up a favorite grandson, not serve the talk of netizens.
The school bell rings. All the students and students from the various classes scattered out, looking for their parents. Some of them bring their own vehicles, meaning bicycles. Robert and Reva go looking for the twins.
“Jovan equals Jovin where, yes?” reva asked confusedly seeing so many children running around.
“Perhaps not out yet,” reply Robert while looking back and forth. His gaze stopped on one object, the man's smile expanding. “Well, that's our grandson!” point at.
“Grandma! Grandpa!” yell Jovin cheerfully. The little girl ran towards Robert and Reva, leaving the older brother who was still walking leisurely because he did not want to cram. Jovin squatted into Robert's arms who was already crouching to greet him. “Grandpa there Grandma long wait, yes?”
“Ngak, Beautiful. Just a minute, kok,” replied Robert as is. He was very worried about his granddaughter.
Jovan arrived with a big smile. He said hello and kissed both his grandpas and grandmas with solemn service. Jovin who consciously said hello, continued to greet Robert and Reva with a shy smile. Maybe he forgot to do that.
“Mommy doesn't exist, Grandma?” jovan asked around. Aqilla is not visible on radar.
“Ngak, Darling. Grandma, right, have told your mommy that today Grandma is the same Grandpa who picked up,” Reva obviously rubbed Jovan's head.
Jovan mangosteen only.
“Daddy is still working, huh, Grandpa? What time is it back?” jovin asked inquisitively.
Robert seemed to think for a moment. “Normally go home at 4 pm or 6 hours, Darling.”
Jovin scowls. Lunch with a whole family. In fact, Jovin had requested the mother to make a special menu this afternoon because she wanted to invite Rayhan to come home.
“Assalamualaikum, Daddy, this is Jovan.”
Robert, Reva, and Jovin turned their heads quickly. Jovin gawks to see Jovan directly act on Rayhan's phone. The little man smiled slantingly, mocking his sudden sister lola.
“Mommy takes lunch together, Dad. Daddy can not?” jovan asked with a meaningful smile. His ingenious brain has devised several plans to create a complete family as soon as possible.
You have to give them a chance to do it soon, right?
“Oh, Daddy can? Okay, straight to mommy's house, yeah. We're going there too. Daddy knows, right, his house?”
“...”
“Siap, Dad. Be careful on the road. Assalamualaikum.”
Connection disconnected. Jovan smiled happily at his dead cell phone. He turned to his sister. “We ate out, yuk,” take Jovan.
“Ha? Don't we have lunch with mommy and daddy?” wonder Jovin. Robert and Reva were equally confused. What happened to their grandchildren? How, change so fast?
“Let mommy same daddy eat both, Deck. We love the same opportunity daddy so we can be alone with mommy,” explained Jovan briefly. His heart was very hopeful that this plan could bring Rayhan and Aqilla closer.
No need to get married. Slow down, the two people will need each other and end up liking each other.
Jovin points his thumb at the brother's brilliant idea. It was completely unthinkable for him. Jovin prays in his heart that Rayhan and Aqilla will soon be together and they can come together like a family in general.
“Grandpa, Jovan can ask for help?” ask Jovan.
“Ask what please, hm?” Robert would not hesitate to help. He also wants his son to immediately marry the mother of the twins. If that were the case, there would be no one to separate them anymore.
“Call Om Alvin. Om Alvin can't come to mommy's house. Later even daddy same mommy not be both.”
“Request accepted, Prince,” Robert's tease intentionally.
Jovan grunts. “Ngak grandpa, not his granddaughter, all the same. Equally ngeselin.”
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Ting tong's...
Aqilla carved a sweet arch to see the special menu order the twins were ready at the dining table. Without taking off the hanging apron, Aqilla rushed towards the main door. He opened it with a big smile.
“Hai.”
Aqilla blinked her eyes a few times, the curvature on her lips slowly flattening. He patted her on the cheek once, making sure the figure in front of him was a real young master he knew. “Sshh... not a dream,” muttered Aqilla foolishly.
Rayhan. He smiled handsomely and took a step forward, diluting the distance between himself and Aqilla. “Why, hm? How, shocked?”
“Ray? You're here? Keep kids where?” Aqilla tried to take her eyes off. Unfortunately, Aqilla's eyeballs still occasionally glanced at Rayhan. The man was still wearing an office suit. It's just without a suit, just a shirt that has rolled his arm up to the elbow.
The effect is, you know, sexy. Aqilla mana hold!
“Why am I here?” Rayhan asked himself. “Yes because I miss you.”
The deg!
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^^^To be continuous...^^^
