Mr. Arogan Vs Twins Genius

Mr. Arogan Vs Twins Genius
Gathering



"Om not romantic, but girls like." Girl descends from the lap of Ajun.


The girl again sat beside the Ajun, then tidied up her clothes that looked disheveled because of the Ajun.


Ajun immediately looked up to hear the girl's words.


"meaning?" ask Ajun.


"Listen yes, Om. Everywhere that people proposed to it in a romantic way, there was his proposal ring as well. While Om is very funny, after kissing Girl, Om proposes to Girl. It's not romantic" said the girl.


"Ck! I am not a romantic man, but I guarantee that if you marry me, I will try to make you happy" said Ajun while staring at the brown bead belonging to the Girl with adhesiveness.


"To tweet..." Girl wiggling Ajun's face.


Ajun immediately pulled the hands of the girl and again kissed the lips of the bar-bar woman in front of him.


"Ish, halalin me first, Om. Don't kiss the mau!" pissed Girl.


"But the camera likes it too, proof that you're bales my kiss. Ampe naek-naek anyway, get my hair too." After saying that, Ajun immediately drove his car.


The girl looked pouting, while Ajun looked smiling very sweetly. She really likes her friendship with Girl, the woman she considers as a snot child.


But now, the snot child was able to melt his heart. Even if you can choose, Ajun wants to continue to bring girls everywhere.


"It has arrived" said Ajun.


"Yes, I'm down, Om." The girl immediately opened her seat bealt.


The girl was about to open the car door, but quickly Ajun held the girl's hand.


"Don't be angry with me" said Ajun.


She said softly, she was really afraid that the Girl would continue to be angry with her.


"Yes, I'm not angry. Just a little sprain," said the girl.


"Thank you for accompanying me" said Ajun.


"Together, Om," said the girl.


The girl then got out of the car, Ajun just smiled as he watched the girl who went straight into his house.


"Ah.he really makes me opiate. Tomorrow is Saturday, I'd better do it tomorrow." Ajun immediately drove his car to the family-owned company Pranatdja.


Back he struggled with so much work, because there was no Gia who could help him.


At 4 pm Ajun was preparing to go home, but when he was tidying up the files he had been working on, suddenly his phone clang.


Ajun immediately picked up his phone, it turns out there is one incoming message. Ajun's forehead looks wrinkled as he gets a message from Mr. Alfonso.


Though he knew very well that if Lord Alfonso was so difficult to relate to others, he was a very closed figure middle-aged man.


"Do you have time?" The content of the message.


"Is there anything important?" ask Ajun.


"Just want to talk, I'll wait in Caffe." Clearly a little pushy.


Ajun breathed his breath, but he wanted to go home soon. He was already very tired, but he could not ignore the invitation message from Lord Alfonso.


"Please wait another twenty minutes" replied the Adjunct.


After tidying up all his files, Ajun immediately took his car keys and passed from Pranatdja's office.


Really he was very curious why Mr. Alfonso suddenly invited him to meet, even though the closed man very rarely went out if not in working hours.


Arriving at Caffe M, Ajun can already see if Mr. Alfonso has been sitting by the window. The adjunct went straight into the Caffe and immediately sat right in front of Lord Alfonso.


"What's up, Mister?" ask Ajun.


"Just want to talk, what message?" ask Mr. Alfonso.


Mr. Alfonso immediately laughed when he heard the answer from Ajun, but Ajun looks ordinary.


"A good home child" said Mr. Alfonso.


Mr. Alfonso then called the waiter and ordered a glass of warm milk for Ajun.


"To the point, do you know girls?" ask Mr. Alfonso.


Ajun's forehead seemed to be frowning deeply, he so wondered in his heart.


Seeing the reaction of Ajun, Mr. Alfonso immediately laughed. He could guess if Ajun must be thinking a no-no about him.


" Don't think of that kind of Master Adjunct, I'm just asking. I don't like Girls like men to women, I just want to know the identity of Girls, just" said Mr. Alfonso.


"Is that so? But why do you want to know the girl's identity?" ask Ajun.


"There's something you don't need to know" Alfonso said.


The ajun seemed to take a deep breath, then he exhaled slowly.


"Gadis is the daughter of Pak Galuh, a fruit soup seller in front of the office owned by the Pranatdja family. She's a good girl, a steak with the best grades at a state university with the help of a scholarship," Ajun explained.


"His mother?" ask Mr. Alfonso.


"Had died two years ago" answered Ajun.


"You know his mother's name?" ask Mr. Alfonso.


"No, because we've only known him for five weeks. So I haven't asked you until there," replied Ajun.


"You've only known for five weeks, but you seem to be determined to marry the girl." Mr. Alfonso is seen folding both hands.


"It does not have to take a long time to strengthen the heart, if it is suitable and feels comfortable there is no need to delay again." The adjunct said firmly.


"I like your rich man" said Mr. Alfonso.


"I don't need compliments" said Ajun.


Mr. Alfonso immediately laughed at Ajun's words, he then drank his coffee. The same day, he drank his favorite milk.


"Thank you for the time, I pray that your relationship will last all the way to the marriage stage and be together until death separates." Mr. Alfonso looked sad as he said that.


Ajun was eager to ask, but he thought it was none of his business.


"Name-sama, Mister. Then excuse me," said Ajun.


"Silahkn" said Tuqn Alfonso.


After the conversation was over, Ajun went straight home. While Lord Alfonso was still loyal to his clanking, he seemed reluctant to leave from there.


However, soon his confidants came and invited Mr. Alfonso to come home.


He also said, because it was also getting late in the afternoon. Arriving at his large house that always looks lonely, Mr. Alfonso went straight into his room.


He sat on the edge of the bed, took a picture of a woman from the nightstand and held her very tightly.


Before long his tears just fell, he looked at the photo of the woman with tears on his cheeks.


"I'm sorry, honey. Sorry," only that word came out of her lips that seemed to tremble.


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