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

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** Ozawa Family Residence **

Harada drove his bike at high speed towards the Ozawa family's Mansion.

Harada is actually lazy to return to the Ozawa Mansion. Engagement means that the issue of marriage will be discussed. When married? Do you have a candidate or not? How old do you want to get married? So style do not like thugs, where are there good girls who want to? And the most annoying question is, will aunt know this guy yeah, he's a model you know? Or want to be like that? he's a specialist. It's easy but it's a specialist. Great right?

Inevitably Harada had to come to his grandfather's Mansion, it was impolite that his cousin was engaged but he did not come.

"Welcome, young master." Welcome service at the main door. "Everybody's waiting in the middle."

Harada furrowed her brows, waiting? suddenly an unpleasant feeling came over him.

"Well, here comes the lost boy." Andy greeted his cousin with a hug.

"Damn it!" they bump each other's shoulders.

"Grandfather." Harada approached her grandfather and bowed in respect.

"Is Madin so good to you that he forgets home?" seduced grandfather.

The dinner was festive as all the family members were present, including Harada's lost son.

"Harada-kun, to the study." Grandpa ordered when the banquet ended.

"When are you going to bring your future wife home?" Kiyoshi was straight at the core of the conversation. "Harada-kun, when should grandfather wait?"

"Grandparents are not just living together with the opposite sex." Harada tried to protest. Is getting married easy? Harada does not have a candidate.

"Aahh Harada, you are the eldest child, leadership should fall on you. Moreover, you have long enough to learn from Madin."

His grandfather's message continued to ring in Harada's ears. About how much responsibility it bears.

Not wanting to dissolve his problems, Harada decided to sleep, because tomorrow there is a lecture schedule.

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Quite satisfied with my appearance today, it's time for breakfast. I don't want to be late on the first day of college.

Aunty Marlin's camel has taken care of everything, so I can start college right away.

"You?!" Iishh him again - him again. "Do you have no home? Morning - morning already in people's apartment?!" I sat at the dinner table, ate my breakfast.

Don't tell me he's gonna cut me off again today?

"If it's not the country's job, I don't want to keep you either." Harada plays her phone.

I scowl the nose bone to reduce the dizziness that suddenly comes. Madin's grandfather's rules really cannot be denied, especially Eomma also agrees with the idea of escort from Madin's grandfather.

Harada joined the dining table. "It turns out that besides not having a house, you also like to eat."

"Keeping you included with the meal, you know?" He thinks I'm a hotel? Room price included with breakfast. Harada casually enjoyed breakfast without even asking permission from the host.

"Wait for me in the car, I don't want you hanging around my campus."

'Iisshh who wants to. Eat it in the dick." he replied to me. Bodyguard doesn't know this rule makes me bleed.

My appetite is gone but this Yakuza is actually very excited to enjoy breakfast. Harada ate breakfast like there would be no tomorrow. "Are you not?" he spoke with his mouth full of food.

"Look at you." I answered tightly as I got up from my seat.

Did he bring a big bike? Can't buy food? Eat like a sluggish man. I**issh Yakuza that's a hell of a calculation.

I had to wait for Harada to finish her breakfast. He wears a magenta sweater and material pants. Her long hair was tied up partially. He's pretty neat in my opinion, doesn't look like a bodyguard.

HAP! Quickly catch the keys of the car I threw.

Harada walked ahead of me. Unlike a bodyguard who usually walks behind. Harada didn't even hold the elevator door for me. What exactly is his job? My intilin? I need to talk to Eomma after this.

"Sit in front, I'm not your driver." I've opened the back door with me forced to close again. While Harada casually circled the car and opened the steering door.

I sat in front with a slack. Sitting against the car door while crossing my arms in front of my chest. The oxygen around me is gone. I was too tense near the opposite sex.

No conversation throughout the trip. I was busy looking at the dense and hot view of Jakarta. Harada is focusing on steering the occasional change of music by pressing the big screen on the dashboard.

"Listen, after it's done go straight home. I don't want to be a cracker." Now I don't understand the term he uses.

"Crackers?" I asked her what she meant - she said.

"Yes, I can be dried like crackers. So dry." A little while I digest the words Harada said, then I just laughed because I understood what Harada said.

"You gave me a brilliant idea."

"What is a smile - a smile?" I chose to leave Harada who was nagging.

Aunty Marlin's university of choice was huge, I had to ask the security guard to find out my faculty building. It's a little bit inside.

"Damn! I should have asked the yakuza to take me up to the building." I could only nag myself because I forbade Harada from driving inside.

I found my room. There were some students in the room. Their strange looks made me a little uncomfortable, it was probably because I looked different.

"Hi... You're a freshman, huh?" the girl with glasses was sitting in front of me.

"Yes. I'm Angel." I reached out my hand and was welcomed by the girl named Girl.

"You're not here, are you?" i'm shaken.

"I'm from Seoul."

"Well.. but your Indonesian is good, loh." praise her sincerely.

'Eomma I'm Indo." I instantly liked this girl.

The lecturer arrived fifteen minutes later. According to Girl, the lecturer of this Business course includes killer lecturers and is feared by students.

For ninety minutes all students in the class focused on the explanation of the lecturer. There was not the slightest sound except the sound of the lecturer and a gust of cold wind from the AC.

But suddenly my eyes looked at the figure I knew. The yakuza!! Why the hell is he here. I said wait in the car.

Without excuse, the Yakuza gondrong entered the classroom, sitting on the front bench while watching the clock that was coiled in his hand. The girls in the class started whispering whispering to Harada.

Ten minutes Harada sat on the front bench, then suddenly he woke up and walked in my chair.

"Come on." I was stunned, not understanding his intent with Ayo. C'mon what?

Harada grabbed my hand, forcing me to stand up. "Hey.it's still my college hours. " I tried to let go of his hand.

"Jam Bu Nurul ended three minutes ago."

Harada kept pulling me, she had time to pick up my book on the table. The attitude of Bu Nurul who bowed to pay respect to Harada managed to surprise me.

"Stop." but Harada shook her head, she kept walking. "Stop!" I turned around to grip her wrist, twisted the hand position and locked Harada's hand behind her back.

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