My wife Bad Girl 2 (The Story Of Angel Lee)

Don't Pity Me!

I woke up earlier than usual. Aunty Marlin is no longer next to me, surely Aunty is awake.

Before starting today, I called Eomma, Eomma must be worried. Sure enough, Eomma immediately scolded me with a lot of questions when the phone was connected.

"Eomma doesn't have to go to Indo. Ang is no papa."

"You sure? Eomma and Appa were very worried. What exactly is going on?" Eomma's face was worried.

"Angel is okay, Eomma. Angel's probably gonna stay in Grandpa's house for a few days, "I chose not to tell you about those eyes other than because I wasn't sure what I saw, I also don't want to make those in Seoul worry.

"alright. Eomma be calm if you're at Grandpa's. Call Eomma if there's anything. Arasseo?"

**Arasseo - do you understand?

"Ne."

Aunty Marlin was busy preparing breakfast as I descended downstairs. And Harada was waiting at the dinner table. It seemed like wherever he was at the dining table was his favorite spot.

"Angel you're awake?" Aunty Marlin realized my arrival.

"What's the ripe county?" I stood next to Aunty Marlin watching her grapple with the kitchen utensils.

"Fried rice. You want something?" Aunty was busy with her skillet and spatula.

"Anyo. Angel wants fried rice too. Eomma said Aunty's fried rice tastiest."

Aunty Marlin chuckled. "That's because your Eomma can't cook." Aunty Marlin moved the fried rice in the frying pan to the serving plate. "Take this to the dining table. The others will soon follow."

"Do you have no home? Why do you always have breakfast at people's homes?" Harada did not budge, she still sipped the cigarette tucked in her.

I took the seat farthest from Harada. Keep our safe distance. "Angel why are you sitting so far away?" Aunty who came with Brian and Britany asked me to move next to Harada.

"Home this many people, there is no need to be afraid." Aunty Marlin apparently understood my fear.

"If you sit there, you may run out of fried rice. Move quickly." I stared at Harada sharply.

I moved to sit, near Grandpa and face to face with Harada. "Take a lot." Harada offered a serving plate filled with fried rice made by Aunty Marlin.

"Harada is right, eat a lot." Grandpa filled my plate with fried rice.

"Milk?" Without waiting for my approval, Harada filled my glass with milk.

I looked at Grandpa and Harada in turn. Something is strange about them. Grandpa did pay attention to me, but never to overdo it like this.

And this Yakuza? Since when has he been so attentive?

"Grandfather, this is too much." I protest. This much breakfast, I might end up in bed again to sleep.

"Eat a lot." Grandpa still wants to add rice to my plate.

"Grandfather, Angel's stomach isn't strong enough to eat all this. Yakuza. He's having breakfast a lot." Remember the portion of his meal at breakfast in the Apartment.

"Who's Yakuza?" Ask Grandpa. Damnit damnit! I'm flabbergasted. I glanced at Harada for a moment, and it turned out that grandfather saw that. "Harada?" Grandpa chuckles. So do Uwak and Aunty.

"You'll be a good match" Grandpa said. Is that true? Not likely.

"Wow, isn't today busy?" I switched the conversation. Enough of it has been teasing me.

"Temenin Angel workout." I put on a hard look.

"can't. Uwak has a promise with Ecco. Just harada." Whats? why did it end with Harada?

"Got no. Tomorrow, if Uwak is not busy." Of course I rejected Grandpa's proposal. I may have fainted from being close to Harada

*****

Grandfather was receiving guests when I finished practicing the knife-wielding. It's the only exercise I can do. If martial arts I need a partner while I don't want to train with Harada.

Speaking of Harada, she was also with Grandpa. What is the position in Pandawa? He was always around Grandpa.

"Bad.. Angel." Grandpa called me who just came out of the kitchen.

"This is Mr. Kiyoshi Ozawa. It's my grandson." Grandpa introduced us. I bowed in greeting.

"He's Richard's son?" Grandfather nodded. Clapping the sofa next to him asked me to sit there.

"Beautiful," Praise Mr. Kiyoshi. I bowed in gratitude for Grandpa's friend's praise.

"Sorry yesterday's party made you uncomfortable."

"No sir, I'm the one who should apologize for making a fuss at your show." I bowed back.

"Call grandfather like Harada."

"Good."

"Former Appa mu and his daddy Harada were sabahat," Grandpa explained. I nodded in understanding. So that's because Yes Appa can get to know Harada and not be angry Harada stay at the apartment.

Grandfather and Mr. Kiyoshi engaged in an exciting conversation, I prefer to retreat. I need to calm down. During the exercise the eyes nodded again. All my throws missed other than that I went to college today.

"Are you okay?" No need to ask who that was. The yakuza. He made my step stop right in front of my room door.

"Whatchu mean? I'm healthy if you mean sick." He always made my mood fall to the bottom.

"About yesterday-" he paused his words. Staring at me with a look of pity, and I hate that. I hate being pitied. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have taken you there."

"What do you mean?!" Now I'm emotional. "Don't pity me! Forget what you saw. Nothing happened to me! I'm fine!" I walked away after making my eyes clear.

Well those words were the suggestion I gave myself so that I could still smile when I woke up in the morning. So that I don't feel different from girls anymore.

"alright. Go get ready." Bossy's attitude relapsed again. "You've got lunch, right?" He knows my college schedule? Now I'm surprised. Didn't expect him to be that careful

"I'm waiting downstairs." He passed away leaving me still shocked by his attitude. Bossy, jutek, attention.

Angel and Harada on the Favorite list, yes

like and comment let me still spirit nulis yes.

gift roses for them, too...

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