Romantic Young Master

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Laras decided to wait for the bright day, after Yudi and young Master Bram went to the office, only to return to the big house.

He walked into the hospital administration wanting to make his father's care payment.

After getting the details of the fee Laras paid in full, until later in the afternoon his father came home already calculated.

In his room, Laras' father was awake. Mother was cleaning her father with a damp cloth. Barrel approached his father and mother.

"Mom, the hospital's money has been paid off. You can come home in the afternoon or evening, if you want to catch up again, but please tell Laras ya."

Laras looked at his mother, giving her a wad of about 10 million he took from the bag, including the one for Zainal so 20 million was reduced.

"Regarding Mr. Suga's money, let Laras take care of you not think much."

Ibu Laras received the money. "Thank you." said he.

"Dad, Laras said he wanted to go home to his husband." Baras crucified father, then mother.

"Mom."

Laras stretched out his hand, but Laras' mother hugged Laras and cried loudly, Laras' father patted his wife on the shoulder.

After being satisfied crying, Laras' mother unraveled her embrace. "Be careful on the road, Laras."

Mother Laras wiped the rest of her tears with the back of her hand.

"Yes Ma'am, Laras said. Daddy!" Baras looked at his father again.

"Yes." replied Mr. Toyo briefly.

Barrels out of the father's room to the lobby, it's time to go home.

Tin.

The barrel turned to the sound of a horn and frowned, "Zainal" next to a parked car.

"Let's get Ras, where I'm going." Zainal opened the door.

"Where do you get the car?" asked Laras astonished to get closer to Zainal.

"Rental dong."

Zainal replied, pushing Laras in, then he turned the car around on the steering wheel. After sitting down,

"Zai, I don't charge you for a contract, not for poya-poya?" Laras nags at Zainal.

"There is good news for you Ras" Zainal said driving out of the gate.

"What?" ask Laras.

"First, it was the dawn of Mr. Suganda's house visited by police. Suga and his men were all arrested."

"So, Uncle?" hissing Laras.

"It just so happened that Mr. Thamrin was again on night duty at the market, so he didn't get caught. It must have been hidden somewhere." explained Zainal.

"Oh." The gap between sad and happy.

"Gue saw Yudi was there Ras helped the police make an arrest" Zainal continued.

"Oh." Laras added bengong.

This means that Om Yudi is in the mother market area, why not come to visit my father, in the heart of Laras.

"Not Yudi Wijaya's assistant, is he a cop?" ask Zainal wonder.

"Oh." Laras is getting bigger.

"And second,..." Zainal hung his speech.

"What?"

"Lo no longer need to return the money Suga, can use to pay the debt to the Yudi and you can be free, Race." Zainal smiled broadly.

"Well!"

*

Yudi turned his car into the courtyard of the mansion. He found time to prepare for the office with his young master. One night without sleep, now just feel sleepy.

Running fast Yudi down the hallway to his room. Samsir who passed by wanted to say hello did not have time.

Yudi scanned his young master just finished bathing, was pecking at his wife's lips, his basic hair!

*

In Bram's room, Kiara's initiative to help her husband dress, it turns out that he has difficulty asking for forgiveness, giving up small children.

"Bram, ah!"

Kiara pushed the face of her husband who was still busy pecking his face. Bram's hands were coiled around his waist.

"Darling you woke up this morning, let me give you a gift, cup cup cup cup."

Because short Kiara stood on the sofa in order to align with her husband, precisely the opportunity was used by Bram to try his wife.

"Yes thanks, let's wear this first" Kiara showed holding a T-shirt Bram.

"I don't wake up in the morning, but I don't sleep, you know!" ketus Kiara's.

"Why don't you wake me up baby, you know in terms of fucking me the most expert." Anxious Bram sucked Kiara.

Uh! "Have it, wear it yourself." Kiara gave up, wanting to get off the couch Bram held her back.

I can't work if I'm gini,

In Bram's heart could not bear to make his wife fall asleep, his eyes were already my eyes.

Kiara looked at her husband from top to bottom perfectly and was always flirting, oh no.

"Gercep yes." said Kiara.

"Until you fall asleep, baby." Bram grinning.

*

After it was felt enough twirling Laras asked to be escorted Zainal to a big house, he predicted that at this time Yudi was already on his way to the office, it could have arrived.

Since Zainal brought the car, he drove Laras to the main gate.

"Bag, spirit!"

Zainal exclaimed with great pleasure, because after paying the debt to Yudi soon Laras will return solo.

"So there go, daer diomelin Manager lo late." expel Laras.

"Lo go in first."

The security guard opened the gate. "Thank You Sir!"

Baras said to enter the large house, walk free throw up to the family room.

From one corner Samsir stared in wonder. Her husband came home early in the morning, and now she has just returned home.

A complicated household life, in the heart of Samsir.

The barrel walked all the way to the end of the hallway, as his hand was about to grab the door handle.

Cklekk!

The door opened from the inside, Yudi standing in front of him was dressed neatly in the style of an office.

Laras was aghast, unable to cover his surprise.

Not leaving yet, apparently, this afternoon?

In the heart Laras stared in wonder, his chest bar pounding again, damn it.

"Om, I'm sorry..."

"Enter something you have to sign." said Yudi opened the door even wider.

While Yudi to the room, Laras walked into the kitchen to wash his hands and drink water.

"How's dad?" tanya Yudi brought a file of map in her hand sitting on the sofa.

"Today I can go home" Laras replied, sitting on the sofa.

"Next week there is a trip to Amrik for a week, you will be a friend of the young Miss there as long as the young Master takes the exam." explained Yudi.

"Are you no problem?" ask Yudi.

Amrik, in the heart of Laras.

"But I'm afraid to get on Om's plane." said Laras shyly.

Hm, sigh Yudi.

Bothers also if you come, even become a business, even,

Yudi squeaked his forehead, that's it.

"Give your identification card here, think about it in a week. If you are not sure later you can refuse directly to the young master." explained Yudi.

Laras opened his wallet, "This is Om." then gave his ID to Yudi.

Yudi received a KTP, "This file is for passport also for marriage license. Do you have a problem."

Barrel teling.

Marriage certificate? If there's a letter, it's a hassle to divorce, ah!

"Silent means no problem. Go take a shower, smell like you just came out of a goat's cage."

Yudi snorted from his nose, standing up from his seat carrying the file to the room.

Basic, immediately Laras kisses his ketek.

Cis doesn't smell either, but it does. From last night not showering all day, hehe.

Barrel went into the room, there was Yudi in front of his computer. He opened his jacket while glancing at Yudi's back.

Then go into the bathroom, take off his clothes, see his blood sanitary napkin stay blotchy, Alhamdulilah.

My body is really sticky, pingin soak, ah.

The barrel fills a bathtub of warm water and aromatherapy soap, then the plain body goes into the water.

In front of his computer Yudi so not konsen work, where his young master has not managed to also put the young mistress to sleep, ah!

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Hi, dear reader. Come along young romantic sir, yes,

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