I Love You Young Master

Chapter 80 | Request Chelsea

“Aqilla, can we talk to you for a minute?”

“Soal?” aqilla asked somewhat suspiciously.

Chelsea looked upset to be honest. His gaze was unfocused, his fingers squeezing each other in front of his thighs. “Rayhan,” answers down.

“Ray?” para Aqilla did not like it. The topic of this kind of conversation with a person who comes from the past sounds a little sensitive, huh. Especially now Aqilla is a candidate for Rayhan's wife. “What's wrong with MY HUSBAND-TO-BE?” tanya Aqilla with a strong emphasis on the word ‘calon my husband’.

Chelsea gulped down his hard-earned salivary. Aqilla's aura of intimidation began to be felt. Pantes, he's a feared cop. Stared at the creeps..

“Don't be here,” great-grandson Chelsea glanced around who paid a lot of attention to both.

Aqilla sighed. He realized that talking about this at Jovan school would attract the attention of many people. However, the woman had promised to accompany her son while he was in school. Obviously Aqilla would prefer Jovan over Chelsea dong.

“I can't leave my son. I promised to nemenin,” said Aqilla as calmly as possible.

“Mommy?”

Aqilla looked at him along with Chelsea. It turned out that Jovan had been beside Aqilla for some time. “Hey, Boy, how come you're out? Have you rested?” tanya Aqilla observed around. Still quiet, the other kid hasn't been out.

“Jovan permission briefly same teacher, Mom,” reply Jovan staring Chelsea sharply. “What is this aunty bothering Mommy?”

Aqilla glanced at the nervous looking Chelsea. “Ngak, kok, Boy. Oh, yeah, Mommy wants to talk to this aunty, you Mommy can stay a while? Not far, kok.”

Jovan raised his eyebrows. “Chat what?” tanyanya wants to know.

Aqilla sneered. “Urusan adult dong,” replied Aqilla tease.

Jovan clucking. He pursed his lips forward, annoyed that his mommy sentence was completely insinuating to the bottom of his heart. “Ya already, but cepet here again, yes.”

“OK. You go in there.”

“Iya, Mom. Careful, yeah. Beware, do not get digondol aunty girang.”

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After getting permission from Jovan, Aqilla became much calmer to talk to Chelsea. This is where the two women end up, at a cafe not far from the school of the twins. Aqilla walk 5 minutes to arrive at the cafe.

Aqilla and Chelsea sat facing each other in a corner of the cafe. Cold drinks are served on the table, just in case if such Aqilla needs a head cooler because of the topic of this conversation.

“So, what to say?” aqilla asked after sucking the drink.

Chelsea breathed heavily. He ventured to look at Aqilla directly. “I want to ask you something.”

“Quest? Heh, we are familiar, why do you ask me?” astonished Aqilla with the attitude of Chelsea are very familiar from the beginning.

“I asked you because only you can love this to me,” Chelsea replied.

“What can I love?”

“Rayhan.”

The deg!

Aqilla who was about to drink back her ice chocolate suddenly fell silent. The eyes of the woman turned out to draw. Did he not hear wrong? Chelsea want Aqilla to turn over Rayhan?

Wow, this girl is not sane, anjir!

“Why?” ask Aqilla seriously.

Chelsea bit her lower lip nervously. “I need Rayhan, Qill. I need it..” he answered softly.

Aqilla clucked loudly. “You think Rayhan is an item that you can take time to need, you keep throwing away if it is not useful? Crazy you,” quipped Aqilla cynical.

“I need Rayhan to be the father of my son.” Chelsea are not losing. The woman insists on getting Rayhan back.

“Your son doang? How's kids? There are two, you know.” Aqilla held up her middle and index fingers, reminding her that she was the mother of two children. “Where is your husband? Why would Rayhan be his father?”

“My son's father is Rayhan,” Chelsea said on the spot.

Again and again, Aqilla was made dumbfounded. A second later, he was uprooted to attract the attention of other cafe visitors. “You're serious? Rayhan let go of his match with me, continue with you when?” aqilla asked in between her laughter.

As much as possible, Aqilla responded to Chelsea casually without getting carried away by emotions. If that happens, it is certain that the cafe he visited will end up ill-fated.

“Where proof?” cut Aqilla extending a hand with a palm up. “Let me prove that your son is Rayhan's son, then I think the solution.”

Chelsea ambush. His head lowered deeply, not daring to speak Aqilla's words. The aura of this woman in front of him grew increasingly cold, her body felt numb here.

“Heh, scared? Fortunately the slander you came out with just me was horrified. If not, this could be a criminal defamation and I jeblosin you to prison,” Aqilla threatened not to mess around. “You better find your son's real father there, ask him for responsibility. Rayhan's got a kid, got a. um, a wife-to-be too. So, don't be bothered.”

Ah, why did Aqilla become misbehaved when calling herself Rayhan's future wife? His body is chilling, I swear!

Chelsea fell silent in position, staring at Aqilla who began to move away from the radar of view to exit the cafe. Plan failed. He can't pay more than this.

Aqilla and Rayhan are an unbeatable couple. Had the whole world known, there would have been no women or men who dared to approach Aqilla or Rayhan again.

Because, Rayhan himself is known as a reliable businessman with an untouchable cold nature. Only with the people closest to him will the man turn warm. Just like Aqilla, she is known as the policeman of the world, the most meritorious member of the IAF of all time. His achievements in the world of law and his efforts in upholding justice have always been rewarded by many governments in various countries.

Two people with such status are united, of course both will be phenomenal couples.

Did I give up, huh? But how about Angel? His real father did not want responsibility at all.

Chelsea was worried about her daughter's situation. However the nature of Chelsea, when it comes to the princess, she will turn soft like a mother in general. Chelsea will do everything they can to make Angel comfortable. He wants to work, but his image in the world of business and entertainment is already bad. In that case, it was difficult for him to find a job.

“Do I ask Rayhan for help, yes?”

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Aqilla returns to the twins' school feeling covetous. He did not think about the Chelsea request. It is completely outside of normal human thought!

Heh! It's good to ask Rayhan! My man just need a soul and body struggle to accept tuh guy, he immediately ask Rayhan! What's Rayhan thinking?! Crazy time!

“Mom!”

“Mommy!”

“Hah? What?” aqilla was surprised. His head lowered, looking at Jovan who was already in front of him. “Eh, when are you here, Boy?”

Jovan frowned. Something must have happened until mommy didn't focus like gini. Hishh! Watch out for ugly aunty!

“Newly, really, Mom. Have you finished talking?” ask Jovan.

Aqilla nodded and knelt down. “Udah.” He looked up, watching the other children who were running in the field. “Again rest, yes?”

“Iya, Mom.”

“You didn't play?”

“No, ah, males. Kayak little boy.”

Aqilla sneered. “Halah..small body kek gini just feel big.”

“Mommy!” pissed Jovan. Aqilla laughed.

Drrt. drrt..

Aqilla reached into the pocket. There's a call coming in from an unknown number. Feeling that he had never given a mobile number to anyone, he picked it up. “Assalamualaikum, hello?”

“...”

There is no lawfulness. However, a breath sounded from across.

“Halo? Who, yeah?” reset Aqilla.

“...”

“I assume wrong connect. I tu—”

“Good day, Aqilla.”.

The deg!

Aqilla's body stiffened. Kenzie...

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