POSSESSIVE YOUNG MASTER

APOLOGIZE TO THE TEENAGERS

The atmosphere of the VVIP inpatient room became silent for a moment, then the voice of the patient broke the silence.

"Hurry and inject me." His orders to health experts in a flat tone.

But his eyes were still fixed looking at the beautiful face of Azkia.

Until the syringe that looks scary to him it is not felt when piercing the skin of his arm.

Azkia also put on a flat face but in her heart she felt clumsy, her silly behavior that suddenly entered in the ward of a foreign patient made her endure the embarrassment.

"Next time do not make drama, you disturb the peace of other patients, excuse me."

his words were flat, to cover up his shame. Azkia then stepped out of the room and did not forget to close the door.

After the man threw out the doctors and nurses, he spoke to his right hand.

""Evan,"

"Yes young master, do you want me to reply to the brash behavior of the woman earlier."

His right hand tried to guess the wishes of his young master.

"No!! you don't fucking know what I'm thinking." His words were angry while throwing citrus fruits that were on the nightstand next to his bed, which was swiftly captured Evan.

"Sorry young master." Suhut Evan by scratching his head that does not itch.

"You're looking for information about her, like she's not just any woman, and it reminds me of my first meeting with my little elf." After saying that word, Arnold's eyes glared deep in the sky of the VVIP's nursery.

After the right hand went away, he recalled the memories that for him were very beautiful, namely the initial meeting with his little fairy.

...****************...

A few years ago.

A boy who is still studying in the first grade High School is in the hospital, he has been sick for two days and treated here, he is the hardest to inject, he is sick, I don't know why for her that little needle was so scary than a knife.

Today it was noon, four nurses and one doctor were overwhelmed to persuade the child to want to be injected.

"Hey stupid, let go of me, you guys are really stupid huh, let go of me !!" His screams while thrashing tried to free himself from the hand checks of the nurses who were holding each hand and leg.

"Sorry Mr. Arnold we were forced to do this" replied the doctor politely, they knew they were being treated as friends of the granddaughter of the owner of this hospital, and the father of this kid is the mafia chairman who obviously made their guts shrivel.

But then suddenly,

Braakkk..

The door was kicked loudly, though,

showing a little girl wearing an Junior High uniform.

The clothes he was wearing looked dirty as if he had fallen, there were wounds that had been treated on his forehead, hands and two knees, his face also looked as if he was crying. However that chaotic appearance could not in the least cover her cute face.

"Hey, you're a big boy, you just want to be injected screaming like that, you're a fool not them, you childish." The little girl's lips.

No one answered, and Arnold just looked sharply at the little girl.

"You think you're the only one who's sick, don't make drama, you're disturbing the peace of other patients" she said, then passed without excuse.

Without any more drama Arnold just grimaced while in the injection, he was actually very upset because there was a little girl who dared to brazenly shame her in front of these medics.

But seeing the girl's chaotic appearance, and the eyes that were implied full of injuries that were being experienced made Arnold feel concerned.

Curious about what the girl was going through, but he hurriedly brushed off the feeling.

The effect of the drug that was given made her finally fall into a dreamland.

The next day Arnold was feeling better, he was now walking his way in the hospital garden, only to drive away his boredom, because only tomorrow morning he was allowed to go home.

The girl was looking down like she was crying.

Good chance Arnold muttered stepping closer to the girl, she will avenge the ridicule that embarrassed her yesterday.

"Huh, I thought yesterday you were a strong man, it turns out the same, weaselant." she sneered.

"I'm strong, but my heart isn't as hard as a rock knowing my mother is critical, even the doctor has given up, which child's heart doesn't hurt to hear the bad news." The sarcasm.

Arnold who heard felt guilty, though,

"Sorry.." Her great-grandchild. "What's going on?" Ask her by sitting next to the girl.

"Yesterday we had an accident, our car brakes went off, yesterday mom picked me up from school, the plan was we would have lunch together at our restaurant, but suddenly.hiks.."

The little girl was unable to continue her story, a shadow yesterday flashed across her memories.

The mother who knew the brakes of her car blong panicked, lucky she spurred at moderate speed, there was only one way she could do it, he said, that is to save the princess only wayangnya to survive this accident.

Immediately pull over his car, open the door next to his son's seat, and tell the child to jump, he who was relieved had taken out the child who finally despite the blisters, he was injured, surprised there was a large truck in front of him, without thinking long he slammed the steering wheel to the left, and the accident could not be avoided, ill-fated car hit the power pole. And God made his life now on the edge of the horn.

"Hey, don't cry, everything's gonna be fine, you're a strong girl, so don't cry anymore, your cheeks get softer when you're crying." Arnold tried to cheer up.

"Sucks." The girl said while hitting Arnold's arm, but Arnold's words were powerful enough to make him stop crying, with a slight smile he wiped away his tears.

"Who's your name?" Ask Arnold.

"Call me little fairy." Say it with a sweet smile that makes Arnold stunned to see it.

"Little girl." Arnold said sure.

"Yes, little fairy. My handsome brother gave me that call, and I love that call." Her speech was carefree by imagining the face of her handsome brother.

Suddenly from behind a man called out,

"Little girl." Shouted men from behind.

Arnold and the girl looked over.

"He's my handsome brother, not very handsome."

Praise the girl.

...****************...

Drrr....

Arnold's cell phone ringing disperse his past memories.

"Hallo Van, what's wrong?" He asked after picking up the phone from Evan.

"Sorry young master we have trouble finding information about the woman" said Evan.

"I don't want to know you have to get the information, even if your lives are at stake."

Arnold said stubbornly.

"Good young master."

After that, the phone call ended.

Arnold who was still holding his phone muttered,

Maybe you're my little elf....

Seriate.