MARRIED TO MY STEPFATHER'S CHOICE

MARRIED TO MY STEPFATHER'S CHOICE
Wind up



The princess who had finished cleaning her clothes and supplies, immediately took a bath and refreshed her body. Finish bathing Princess Prayer Ashar. Finished doing all her, the Princess fell on the bed.


Triiiigggg. The sound of the house phone in the Princess' room.


Just got some rest.


The princess picked up her phone.


"Hello."


"Hurry to my room !" Arga's voice was heard from the house phone.


"Well that."


Arga decided on the phone.


Fortunately, I'm done with all my work. The Princess grutu walked towards Arga's room.


Which room Mr Arga ? there are many rooms here. What is this. The princess pointed at the large room.


"Excuse me. Mr. sir." Call the Princess knocking on the door.


Arga who heard the voice of the Princess immediately opened the door of her room.


Czechoslovak. Arga opened the room door.


"Sir." The princess closed her eyes, seeing Arga bare-chested.


"Hey ! you why ! Do you think I'm a ghost !" Arga increased the volume of his voice.


"That's. Anu. Eee." The princess pointed at Arga's chest.


"Hurry in ! do I break your leg." Arga was threatening.


"Good tutelage." The princess went into Arga's room. Why doesn't Mr. Arga wear clothes. She doesn't have any clothes. You have no shame at times.


"Hey ! what are you waiting for ! get my clothes ready !" Arga sat on the sofa using only a towel.


"Shirt !" the princess was confused.


"Yes my shirt ! are you deaf hah !" Arga raised his tone of voice.


"Yes, sir, but ?" The princess depends.


"But what ! don't you have eyes. The dressing room is over there !" don't be long, did you intentionally make me sick from catching a cold !"


"Yes sir." Who told you not to wear clothes, have feet have hands to take clothes yourself just tell people. Monsters have no heart. The princess went into the dressing room and looked for clothes. Mr. Arga wants to wear whatever clothes. I forgot the nanyain again. Where his clothes are a lot.


"Princess !!! Shouting Arga.


"Yes, sir, a minute." I am not very excited to be a person. "OKAY. Wear this shirt, it's late afternoon, anyways it's simple." The princess picked up a white t-shirt and casual pants.


Princess out of the dressing room.


"This is the shirt." Give up clothes in Arga's hands.


"How long ! did you deliberately tell me to wait." Arga wears the clothes under the Princess.


Arga sat back on the sofa, while the Princess was still standing in the same position.


"Why are you still standing there ! quick massage my head ! because you took so long to get dressed, my head hurts." Said Arga massaging her forehead.


"Bad sir." Who told me to take his shirt ! can take it yourself. The princess stood behind Arga and massaged her head.


"Don't screw up ! are you intentionally hah !" Arga looked into the Princess' eyes.


"Sorry to speak." The princess lowered her head and bit her lower lip.


Tring.trings.tring. Arga's phone rang.


"Please get my phone." Arga pointed at the ornamental table.


The princess took and gave the phone to Arga's hand.


There's Clara's name on Arga's phone screen.


Clara ! that's Mr. Arga's girlfriend. Princess remembered.


Arga ignored Clara's call.


Trings. Trings. Trings. Arga's phone rang again.


"Why stop !" Arga saw the Princess.


"Sorry to speak." The princess again massaged Arga's head.


Arga picked up the phone from Clara.


"I'm sorry, honey. Her phone was in cas. I just finished taking a shower." Arga said lying.


"Yes dear. Take care of me." Arga turned off his phone.


"Torting by her massage." While playing his phone.


Ning.ting. Incoming message from Bram.


Princess peeking inbound message from Bram.


"Do you want your eyes not to see forever." Arga said cynically.


How can I be caught. **** **** ****. Why am I talking about his business. The princess refocused on massaging Arga's head.


Bram sent some pictures of Clara with another man.


This is what Mom meant. Clara ! you'll take the consequences.


"Already ! get ready for dinner." Said Arga rising from her sitting.


"Good sir." Said the Princess leaving Arga in her room.


After going to the Princess, Arga called Bram.


"Bram ! follow where Clara's going. Give your men a bonus." Arga turned off his phone.


You're playing with me Clara !" Arga swiped the screen of his phone with a photo of Clara with another man.


***


The princess who was helped by the waiter was busy making dinner for Arga.


"Bi, sorry ? can you tell whose aunt's name is ?" The princess held out her hand.


"Sorry young lady ? I'm Rodiah, I'm called Diah." Said Rodiah lowered his head and did not dare to shake hands with the Princess.


The princess who understood why Rodiah did not return his hands, just smiled.


"Oh bi Diah. Aunty's been working here a long time ?" ask the Princess while cutting vegetables.


"Yes Non, the longest-serving aunt in the house of young master Arga.


"Oh that ? so auntie knows what kind of food Mr. Arga likes, and what makes Mr. Arga angry."


"Yes Non. Young master likes foods like Chicken soy sauce, Sepageti, Fried rice, what else does Seafood smell. Then Mr. Arga doesn't like to keep him waiting." Rodiah.


"Oh yes, thank you bi." Pantesan was an angry monster waiting for his shirt. "Bi, aunty continues again yes cook her, the Princess wants to go to the room daft." The princess left Rodiah in the kitchen.


"Yes, non."


***


Arga went downstairs and sat down on the sofa relaxing, while watching TV.


"Bi Diah .! Shouted Arga calling Ningsih.


Rodiah, who heard Arga's call, ran towards the voice he heard.


"Which daughter !"


"Young lady in master's room." Rodiah said in panic.


"Yes it's !" Said Arga.


That girl ! It's good that he can relax in the room ! Don't he try to escape ! Grutu Arga climbed the stairs.


Arriving in front of the Princess's room, Arga knocked loudly on the Princess's room door. But there is no answer.


"Daughter ! Princess ! Call Arga knock on the door hard.


The princess, who had just finished her prayers, immediately exited the dressing room and opened the door of her room.


Czechoslovak.


With an angry face Arga held very firmly the Princess's chin, so the Princess was in pain and could not speak.


The fiery Arga looked at the Princess. "Why did you open the door so long !" Shouting Arga.


The princess could no longer speak, only pain she could feel. Unknowingly the Princess dropped her tears.


"Who told you to cry !" Arga slammed the Princess' body into the bed.


"Mamamaaf's a tutelage." Princess said broken.


"Why did you open the door for so long !" repeat the same sentence and affirm his words.


"Sasaya's."