Mother to Young Master

S2-36

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Arga had expected, Wulan would answer that. Arga could only sigh deeply, massaging his dizzy temple. The problem with Wulan will never be solved if both are still concerned with their respective egos.

Arga clasped both Wulan's hands tightly on the table. "Lan, I know everything. We face it together. Whatever happens next, as long as we're together, we can all get through." Arga looked at Wulan.

"Sorry Ga, I can't. My family's safety is at stake. I know he's not messing with her. He will do everything he can to get his wish done." Wulan released her hand from Arga's grasp.

"I already know, that's why I don't want you to fight alone. Your family problems need not worry. I'm gonna put my people around there. I just need you to trust me."

"Not that I don't trust you. But I'm scared, I'm really scared."

"Don't be afraid of me, the Syahreza family won't stay silent either. We face it all together, you just listen to me and trust me."

"I don't want to involve more people in my problems." Wulan stood up, her gaze glaring far at the raindrops that were starting to thicken.

"Well, if that's what you want. But I won't stay silent anymore. Enough I've been quiet all this time, I've been collecting evidence of his crimes. Just waiting for time." Arga turned around, continued walking towards the door of the room.

"Give me some Ga time." Arga stopped his steps, turning his body back towards Wulan.

"I need you, work with you. To prove everything. I promise." Arga gave her sweet smile.

"Thank you." Wulan returned Arga's smile.

"Let's go in, it's cold." Arga embracing Wulan's shoulder made her come closer.

The dag dig dug

Wulan's heart was racing faster than usual. It's time for Wulan to make a choice, whatever the risk. The most important thing now is that they have to strengthen each other.

"Ehm, are you satisfied with dating?" Madam Amel smirked, sitting beside El's bed.

Wulan immediately removed her hand link, but Arga further tightened her grip. Wulan looked clumsy, not with Arga responding casually.

"Ehee.. What's he doing here?" tanya Wulan was timid.

"People dating."

"Later the sting of his eyes" said Arga without sin. He paid no heed to Madam Amel, instead walking past her.

"Argaaaaa.. You're brave now?" Madam Amel gritted her teeth, making Arga chuckle.

"Kaburrear..." Arga took Wulan away.

"Huh, this kid really has a virus sucks the fool. Not now is he not stupid anymore." Madam Amel nagged herself. His initial intention was just to want to see his grandson. It turned out to even see Arga and Wulan who were alone on the balcony of the room.

"Good naight darling. A beautiful dream. Don't be such a bitch as Daddy and your Uncle." Madam Amel kissed El's puffed cheek and covered her. Closing the door slowly, so as not to wake El.

"Is he asleep?" sari's mother asked surprised Madam Amel who turned her back.

"Ah yes, already. You wanna see?"

"Not necessarily, we better warm ourselves up. I've prepared warm ginger and also a snack for us." Sari's mother smiled proudly, she had just helped the butler prepare a snack.

"Let's do it, we'll rarely have time to talk to each other." The two grandmothers walked side by side. Like young people who have not seen each other for a long time, they are both very well-rounded.

Arga brought Wulan to the dining room. He prepared a plate of food full of side dishes. "Would you like to eat again?" ask Wulan wonder.

"Not me but you." Arga placed the plate in front of Wulan.

"So, I'm full. I ate already."

"That means I'm a bribe, will you?"

"Eat. Just ate a little, what the fuck is this same skin body bones." Arga pinched Wulan's skinny arm.

"You want to make me fat." Wulan doesn't want to lose. But Arga has various ways to make Wulan according.

"Yes, let's not be like bad nutrition."

"Absolutely, this is from there. But you helped me eat. I can't afford to spend this food alone." Wulan also fed Arga with her hands. Madam Amel and Ibu Sari just shook their heads, looking at the couple who loved each other but always noisily. But that is how they express their affection.

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The next day, Adel was allowed to go home. Henry never turned away from her. Henry faithfully accompanied and cared for Adel faithfully. Madam Amel and Ibu Sari still faithfully accompany Wulan to look after El.

Arga and Wulan's relationship has also progressed. Lady Amel was also pleased, as Arga began to open her heart.

"Papa... Let's play." El whined, pulling Arga who was preparing to accompany Mr. Abhimanyu in the office.

"Darling, Papa will want to work, El play with Oma the same as Anyang." persuaded Mrs Amel.

"Wulan, leave it, El sulks." Sari's mother expelled Wulan who was cleaning up the lunch tomb for Arga.

"Yes, it's done." Wulan rushed after El who continued to whine.

"Main the same Mama yuk." persuaded Wulan, but El even more tightly embraced Arga.

"Now Papa's working, Daddy's coming home soon." Arga's words made El stop whining.

"Dear, El want to not play with Daddy and Mami?" El nodded enthusiastically. "Well, let's take a shower now, wait for Daddy to pick up Mami." Wulan reached out her hand, to grab El.

"Otey Mama, Papa Kelja's pans."

"Hmmm.. now expelled, it was a glue-rich glue" said Mrs Amel.

Wulan immediately took El away, otherwise El would come back whining. That's how El is, if Henry and Adel are busy, El will stick to him.

"I'll go first." Salim with Lady Amel. It makes Mrs Amel teary, Arga has not done it for years.

Mistress Amel reflexively hugged Arga with hardened tears. Like a mother who longed for her lost son. "My son, Arga."

"Sorry Arga Mom." Madam Amel's cry grew. No longer can say anything. Just the happiness she felt, Arga finally called her Mommy like she used to.

"Did Mom like it?" Madam Amel shook her head.

"Mommy's happy, so happy you want to consider Mommy again. Sorry Mom Ga." Arga rubbed the back of the woman he had considered his mother. Although impressed, Mrs Amel and Mr. Abhimanyu so fond of him. Just like Henry, but after Arga's biological father died, he became a cold person.

"Why are you happy crying?" Arga distanced her body, wiping away the tears on Mommy's face that had been giving her a mother's affection.

"It's a happy tear Ga." Lady Amel hugged Arga again.

"Mom, I can be late, if it continues like this."

"Yes, you go bad boy." Madam Amel rubbed Arga's cheek.

"Ga, until we forget, this can be the provision of love, from the future wife." Madam Amel developed her smile.

"Thanks Mom." Arga waved his hand. Lady Amel retaliated, until the one Arga was driving disappeared behind the fence.

"Basin a bad boy."

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