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

Lonely

Harada actually drove me to the apartment. He also went up to the floor of my unit. "Give me your cell phone number." Harada thrust a cell phone at me with a cool pretentious flat face. At the granddad's house, call me miss.

"For what?" I don't think I'll deal with this Yakuza again after tonight.

"Contact you, let alone?" I immediately pouted. Lazy to argue longer, I entered my phone number randomly. Without saying goodbye, I entered the apartment.

Only the living room lights are on. It was really quiet like it was in Seoul. Eomma would welcome me sometimes with a smile sometimes with a scolding.

I went into the main room, the room that Eomma and Appa used to occupy. Samar - faintly I remember our move here. Eomma was pregnant.

I barbed in a padded bed. My body really needs a break. I still have a day before I take care of my studies here.

Ah.. it feels like just taking a shower can not be.

**harada Apartment**

"Have you driven him?" blue's voice came from Harada's phone on the loudspeaker.

"Get by the apartment door." Harada took off her leather jacket.

"Good." Blue hung up the phone without a stale ado.

"Aaiishh why do I have to be a baby sitter." Harada ruffled her hair.

Actually he is upset at Blue who expects him to take care of the spoiled girl who is still Madin's grandson. Harada could not refuse because this was the duty of the Alpha itself, Madin.

Harada prefers fieldwork. Direct physical contact with his opponent. Blow and deflect the opponent's attack.

"May I not be a baby sitter for long. " Harada went to clean himself up.

** La Vie Apartment **

I blinked my eyes as the sunlight began to pierce through the curtain of ash that covered the window.

I glanced at the clock stuck to the wall and then covered my entire body with a blanket.

Usually Eomma would go into my room and pull the blanket that covered my body.

"Eommas... " My voice, I make as much as possible when the video call is connected.

"Angel what's wrong? You sick?" Eomma looks worried. "Eomma will ask Aunty Marlin to see you."

"필요 없어, 엄마"

eobs-eo pill-yo, eomma

No need, eomma.

"I just miss home."

"Then just go home. No need to continue your mission anymore. We'll think of another way."

"No, Eomma."

"Call Eomma if you miss home, okay? All right, Eomma has to go, Appa's waiting." Eomma's picture is gone, Eomma's already turned off her video call.

I'm ready with casual clothes, today I will walk to the Mall so that today goes fast.

The first person I saw when I left the room was.

The harada!

He was sitting on a couch watching Tivi. It's like your own home. Why is he here so early?

"Watch the tivi." Really - this is a person, he replied casually like the host.

"Do you have no tivi?" He didn't answer my question. I'm shaking - the ring can't handle this guy right now. It takes a lot of energy to deal with someone like him.

"You want to go?" Now Harada sits with me at the table eating. Without excuse he sat in an empty seat.

Harada, dressed in all black and with a skullcap on her head, looks like a member of a rock band.

"Where are you going?" ask her again.

"Ke mall." answer briefly.

"I intervened." his tone was like again commanding subordinates.

"No need. I can go with Mang Karso."

"I'm not asking for approval." Iihh actually this person again ordered no longer offered to deliver. No byebelin? Also known good eehh play orders - aja orders.

"I'm not discussing. I'll go alone." Mood eating so lost for arguing with Yakuza this one.

I'm ready with a white sling bag. After making sure Mang Karso was also ready, I rushed towards the elevator. Uh it turns out Yakuza a.k.a Harada followed me behind.

"I told you I'd go alone." I have to be firm now.

"Sorry lady, this is Madin's direct order." now he's speaking in formal language.

Grandpa? Grandpa asked people to follow me? Than to wonder I just call grandpa.

Got a justification from grandfather, I can't do anything else. But luckily, said Grandpa, Harada will only be a shadow, meaning she should not be seen looking after me and being around me.

"How lady? You satisfied?!" even though she smiled, I knew Harada was bullying me.

"Remember Grandpa, it must not be seen. Keep your distance from me." I shook my hands to keep Harada at my distance.

Although I no longer have a problem interacting with new people, but somehow my subconscious always says that what foreign men want from me is just s*x.

The shadow of how that man used to force me and say my body is beautiful is still imagined. I didn't really know what it meant because I was six, but the older I got, the more I understood what the guy was talking about.

Ting!

The elevator door opened, before Harada entered, I had already prevented her. "Follow the next elevator."

My trauma wasn't too severe, but it was very disturbing. In Seoul there was a college friend who liked me, but in the end he stayed away because he thought I was not interested in men.

That's why I went to Jakarta, where not many people know me. A place where I can get used to living without close friends.

"I drive myself." Mang Karso was hesitant. Mang Karso must have been afraid of violating Appa's orders.

"Grandfather, Mang. Grandpa told people to take care of me." I glanced at Harada who was walking towards his big motorbike.

Agree no, the guy riding a big motorbike is different aura. If the tattoo gives the impression of gahar, but kalao motor is very manly effect. Macho.

And seeing Harada in a black leather jacket riding on her big motorbike made me hold my breath. But soon I woke myself up from the delusion considering Harada was a bitch.

"Oh yes already, non if there is a guard. Mamang became calm." this time Mang Karso handed over the car keys willingly.

Harada stopped the bike next to my car, opened the glass helmet, "Let's go."

Iisshh this guy sucks.

in the list of Favorite yes Angel and Harada, like and comment let me still spirit nulis ya. kasi rose gift also for them, okay...

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