Mr. Arrogant'S First Love

Delicious Honey Combined Sweet Potatoes

Lunch time just ended. Now is the time for the group to enjoy free hours given by the committee, and this opportunity is immediately used by the group to shop. There are those who hunt for clothes and accessories or just buy typical food, as a hand for loved ones.

Kian himself immediately ran towards the food vendor's stall, he intended to buy a honey roasted sweet potato that he had wanted. But his face turned sour when the seller said the food had been bought by a traveler. Even if Kian still wants to buy it, he must wait for an hour until the yam is mature. While the gathering time given by the committee returned to the bus was less than that.

"Let's try to find it!" invite Dina who accompanied Kian. He pointed at the stall not far from where they were standing.

"Hmm Come!" answer excited again.

There were already nearly five stalls they had come to, but all of the sellers had said the same thing.

Busett bye! Who the hell is wholesale yam grilled to his side. Make it divided one RT time yes!

He was no longer excited this time, he gave up on his desire to enjoy the sweet potato. His feet were tired of walking around in the hot sun. She only accompanied Dina, the girl bought some couple outfits for her and her lover

"You don't want to buy?" Dina pointed at the couple shirt she was holding. The color is not too flashy. It seems to suit both him and Doni.

"Make what?" ask back and shrug his shoulders.

"Yes for you to wear with your boyfriend." replied Dina in a seductive tone.

"Have it!"

"Who knows who will have it." said Dina with a full smile laden.

Should I buy one? True also what Dina said, if later I have a boyfriend I can wear it together. Smiling at himself imagining his imagination.

Finally the girl chose the couple clothes she liked and roughly matched if worn by Rendy. Somehow the girl just imagined Rendy would wear it. In the hopes of his relationship with Rendy there can be little progress.

After shopping, the group returned to the bus. I hope Arkan won't be with them. It would be better if the man came home in his private car. But Kian's hope instantly dashed when he saw the young master casually already leaning on the back of the chair. His head looked up slightly with his eyes closed.

Aisshu. Why do I have to get into this chair? See, his face was even full of grins to prank me.

He had to sit next to the man. Instead of glancing at the person next to him, his eyes instead stared out the window. He would rather stay in his place than disturb the tranquility of the ferocious lion.

"Eh, what is this?" I felt something stuck on the back. He turned to check it out, and found a bag of honey-baked yams that he had been chasing at a food stall.

Combustion tubers? Whose? Who put it here?

Just now Kian wanted to ask the person next to him, Mr. Dan had already opened his voice.

"Bus will soon be heading for the capital. To accompany the trip home this time, Mr. Arkan bought us some snacks for all of us. The committee has put it in your seats. Please check" said Mr. Dan.

"Well, Mr. Arkan is very kind. Thank you, Master!" exclaim the entourage, say thank you at the same time

Ck. I just want to buy it is over. It turns out you're the traveler who bought it huh!

"Thank you, sir," said Kian. Actually he was reluctant to start the conversation first, but at least he had to thank him for receiving something from the young master. While the one being spoken to was silent, with eyes still closed.

Is he really sleeping??

After a while of no reply from Arkan, Kian finally chose to enjoy the grilled yam in his hand without caring for the man beside him. The bus started to speed slowly, leaving the parking area down the street. A row of red tourist buses looks so striking that meets the peak highway.

While the other bus was filled with cheers by the group, in this bus there was only silence. No one dared to open their voices let alone cheer. They were afraid to disturb the comfort of the young master on the bus, especially when someone asked him to speak he did not answer at all.

"Hmm, it tastes good as usual," muttered Kian as he continued to chew.

"This grilled sweet is good to eat while it is still warm, sir," replied Kian lifting the grilled yam in his hand. While his mouth continues to chew. "Master would?"

"Ck. Do you think I can eat food like that?" sahut Arkan's. Next to his lips was interested as if to show the food was neither his taste nor his level.

So arrogant of him! What happened to this food?

"What's the matter, sir?" Kian scrunched his forehead. Instead of staring at the man beside her, waiting for a reasonable answer. "It's delicious, sir!" say Kian again.

"What's so good about food?" arkan Cibir.

"Yeah..." Kian thrust the grilled yam into Arkan's mouth while gaping, directing the man to open his mouth.

"What are you doing?" ask Arkan. His voice was almost high. His eyes glared, but Kian did not care.

"Let's open your mouth, sir!" orders again.

Ahhh.. Am I crazy to tell him to open his mouth!

"WHAT???!!" Arkan shouted, making his mouth wide open. "Grand." A piece of grilled yam had already landed inside his mouth.

The man chewed on the food in his mouth, although the look on his face was still incredulous.

Is he crazy? How dare he tell me to open my mouth and feed me like this.

Damnit. Why does this sweet potato suddenly taste good?

"You want to die, huh?" arkan snapped after swallowing his food.

"Sorry, Sir. I just want to thank you to you for buying this sweet potato. So you also have to try it to know it tastes very good," said Kian looking for the right reason.

Thanking you?? What the hell am I talking about? I just want to work on it.

"From now on thank you!" muttered Arkan with a grinning smile.

"Eh??" Kian frowned, trying to digest the man's speech intent.

While the group was silent without a sound. But their ears were focused on listening to the talk of the two human children. Various perceptions and opinions also sprung up in their respective minds.

*Has he gone mad?

Is he tired of living?

How dare he tell Mr. Arkan.

How dare he stuff the mouth of master Arkan with sweet potatoes.

Aaahh I also want to feed the handsome Mr. Arkan*.

Most of them just cursed Kian's recklessness. While the girl instead laughed happily in her heart for successfully pranking the arrogant young master.

I've really gone crazy looking for that lunatic!!!