Mother to Young Master

S2-12

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Surprise

Soon Wulan came with Lintang trailing behind him. He gaped at Arga's other appearance than usual. Fresh, added handsome.

"Sister, Brother Wulan," Latang shook Wulan's arm. He realized that everyone was looking at him.

"Eh, it's me..." Wulan rubbed the nape of her neck. He doesn't know what to say.

"You ready? Mother and Lintang should also be prepared." Arga sat back down, drinking the warm tea that the mother served.

"Watch up for what?" Wulan still did not understand.

"I forgot not to tell you yet, you better be prepared first. Don't forget to bring all the valuables." The three of them glanced at each other, not understanding Arga's intentions.

"Later I'll explain, you better get ready, we don't have much time." Arga glanced at the circular clock on his wrist.

Huh, what the hell does that mean? Is he going to take Mom and Lintang too? By himself, disgrace.

Mother and Lintang simply obey, even though there are so many questions in their minds.

"Where are you going to take Mom and Lintang, sir? Anyway we should get ready to go back to Jakarta." Wulan sat across from Arga.

"You are very chatty, you will know" said Arga casually.

The base of the streetlight pillar, it still sucks, even if it's a little handsome. Hah, why is it handsome that sucks.

Arga tried to hold back his laughter, seeing Wulan annoyed. "I just want the best for you" Arga said in his heart. He also knew that the house Wulan and her parents lived in was not their land. So that they can be expelled from there anytime.

Because unbeknownst to them, Wulan's father had already pawned their land certificate to the loan shark. But until now, Wulan and her family had not known about it. It was past the appointed time.

"Everything's ready, we'll go for a walk for a while." Arga started driving his car, away from the grocery store.

"Oh, we can go for a walk, get in a nice car again." Lintang was so enthusiastic, he was so happy to hear the word streets.

"Yes deck, did you say the same Om Arga?" Mother reminded Lintang to always thank others.

Om said? am I that old? even though my appearance is like this is still said 'om'.

Arga snorted in annoyance, but he covered it well. Not with Wulan who giggled to hear Arga called Om.

"Thank you, Om Arga." The latitude showed off its neat rows of teeth.

"Hmmm. yes," he answered briefly.

Om om handsome can also.

Arga stopped his car in the yard of a house. Not too big but big enough for Wulan and her mother. The location of this house is quite far from where he lived before. The house is quite strategic, close to schools and hospitals and other public facilities, they are quite on foot.

"Whose house is this, sir?" ask Wulan after they get off.

"Mother, here's the key to the house." Arga hands over the keys to the house to Yuli's mother, Wulan's biological mother.

"Huh? is this for me?" Arga answered with a nod.

"Please open, but for the letters the house is not finished, currently still in the notary, maybe 2 or 3 days they will directly deliver here."

"And this house is a gift from Wulan to Mom, I just help give it away." Arga smiled, Mother Yuli and Lintang gave thanks, apparently Wulan prepared this all for them.

"Mom's so proud of you, son, I'm so happy." Yuli's mother held her two daughters, the happy cries of the three blooded women.

"The house is very nice, sister, Lintang must be at home here." Happiness emanated from the beautiful face of the 10-year-old boy.

For the time being Wulan could only be silent, she was also happy to be able to see her mother and sister happy. Even though he himself was still confused by this. Wulan only glanced at Arga at a glance.

You owe me an explanation.

Wulan spoke through the look in her eyes. Arga turned his gaze in the other direction. Arga felt their happiness.

This is how it feels to make others happy, I do have a family Syahreza as my family, but it is precisely I who is always given happiness by them.

Wulan and Arga follow Mother and Lintang to look around the house, which is already complete with furniture. Even some of Mother's and Lintang's clothes were already there.

"When did our personal belongings get here?" tanya Plain latitude.

"Hehe... I'm sorry, some of the neighbors brought it. And for Lintang school, all files are ready. It's the name and the new school uniform." Arga handed me some paper bags containing new school supplies for Lintang. Arga also prepared a security guard and ART to help take care of this house.

"You don't know what else to say, I thank you so much." Yuli's mother shed her tears again. He was moved to meet Arga, even more so the many surprises he gave to his family.

"Mother don't have to thank me, all this is purely Wulan's hard work, I just help to make it all happen." Arga is very good at covering everything, including Wulan who was surprised by Arga.

Arga and Wulan returned to Jakarta after lunch. They both didn't get into conversation. Only the roar of the car engine accompanied their journey.

"Master, can you take a break?" Wulan couldn't bear to go to the restroom. Arga pulled his car over at a rest area not far from there.

"Sir, thank you" said Wulan after finishing his wish. They sat facing each other in the cafe restaurant area.

"For?" Arga raised his eyebrows.

"For everything, how should I pay for it? My salary is not much. I'll try to pay off every month." Wulan is helpless, she can't afford all the money Arga has put up for her family.

"You don't have to pay for it, I did it all with sincerity. But if you force anything to do." Arga drank the black liquid in his glass.

"Then what can I do for you?"

"Just marry me, everything's paid off." Arga stood up, whispered in Wulan's ear and went back to his car.

Blushes

Wulan's cheeks were warming up, her heart was racing faster, she was like drifting, a cold and indifferent Arga, could do so. Even his actions had actually made Wulan melt. Smelter, rich brown.

"Until when are you there?" arga's screams startled Wulan. Arga has started the engine of his car. Wulan ran towards him.

"Quick, or you want me to stay here" said Arga back flat.

Huh, what is this? he came back, did I dream?

Wulan pinched her hand. "Awww," Wulan grimaced, it turned out that he was not dreaming. It's real, it's real.

Arga only glanced for a moment, refocusing on the steering wheel. Complaining Wulan who complained because of her own pinch.

It was getting late in the afternoon, he drove a little slowly, now hours home from work, the streets were jammed everywhere.

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