Romantic Young Master

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Sunday morning in the big house.

Baras woke up after hearing the alarm, he rubbed his eyes. Looking at the weker on the side nightstand shows the number 6.30wib. It's not too late for work, but it's too late at dawn. The barrel can only be istighfar.

Laras recalled last night after entering the room he wrapped his body in a blanket and also closed his eyes forcefully. His ear in the headset plugs playing the holy verses of the Quran, sure enough he was immediately unconscious.

What marriage is this, there is no first night, in the heart of Laras.

Yudi thought, Laras walked to the door that was deliberately not closed last night and it was still open until morning.

He gawked out, there was no one, hm. The sofa is also empty, the pillows and blankets are neatly folded.

What you expect, Laras, isn't this marriage just a charade. If he does, Yudi wants the child to be just a debt payer, not because he likes you, in the heart of Laras.

Maybe wait ten years so Om nawarin a year, will lose already paid expensive not in use.

Baras thought while preparing his work clothes on the mattress so that later ready to take a shower no longer dizzy.

Obviously the Yudi likes her as Marissa, do not see in front of you she nyium the rough woman with passion.

Feeling that there was no one, Laras closed the door of the room to take off his pajamas and hang him, behind the door there is a clothes hanger. You can still wear it tonight. Because there are not many clothes supplies, so you have to wash dry to save.

All right, ten years or one year is up to the one who has money, Inner Laras.

Barrel went to the bathroom, quickly he cleaned himself. Get out of the bathroom Kiara thought. Even if it's a house, it seems like it will be difficult to find it too. The young master might have allowed his wife to hang out with someone like him.

Descendants of Wijaya men are rough, not men are not women alike, in the heart of Laras considering the treatment of Marissa and Bram to him

This morning I had breakfast.

He remembered last night in the fridge there were eggs and bread. After getting dressed neatly Laras exited the room, Yudi still did not appear.

I can eat egg-covered bread for a wedge of stomach, in the heart of Laras.

Keep going to work up what? Jeez, where there is public transportation within one kilo, whiny also if you walk. Do I ask to pick up Zainal later just pay ojek money one bowl of meatballs.

While walking into the kitchen, Laras typed a message on his phone. Sure enough he got an answer, okay with love-love emoticons.

"Ck, basic!" mumbled Laras smiled.

He took the eggs and bread out of the refrigerator, took a bowl and broke the eggs. Greasing the pan with butter ignites the fire. Before the roast the barrel dips its bread into the egg.

What breakfast, I made four. Who knows, he'll be back in the breakfast room soon. So one man got two pieces, in Laras' heart.

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The three men are doing a gym on the top floor of a large house that is specifically for the sports room. Just for info, above there is also a short track olympic standard swimming pool, as many as three lanes.

To shape his body, Bram likes gym sports and for breathing he trains him by swimming even diving without oxygen cylinders.

While exercising, Yudi gave a report to his boss. Bram listened carefully while lifting weights

Daniel had already rested, he sipped milk tea served chef by being pulled, complete with bread onion sandwich Bombay krispy.

Daniel glanced at Bram's body was indeed very perfect, and it looked tempting. But his soul was no longer awake.

What because last night had vomited a lot, in Daniel's heart.

Daniel remembers when Bram was little, his body thick. He likes to squeeze bram milk that contains. Feeling amused Daniel threw away his gaze, he remembered Marissa.

"Yudi, I went in first to take a bath." said Daniel to Yudi, not to disturb Bram's concentration.

Yudi nodded. Daniel moves to the elevator down one floor of his destination one, Marissa's room.

Reading Daniel's mind, Yudi gulped his saliva so that he remembered Laras. Last night after Laras went to bed he went into the room. Looking at the face of the girl who had been his rightful wife. Almost he was kilaf, if you do not remember the barrel of work entered the morning.

Later on just the night he was off day, in Yudi's heart. He also wanted to feel the paradise of the world, before his age expired.

Bram put down his barbell, took a deep breath throwing it rough. Sweat on his body.

"Come, because it's our Sunday off. But the workday can't be, Yudi. Ask him if he can bring a car, if he can give him a car in the garage." said Bram took a warm water sip a little for gargle and threw it away.

"Thank you boss." said Yudi.

Where can the Baras bring a car, ride a bike can not take a motorcycle can not. Hais, what he can, in Yudi's heart.

Yudi saw the clock was still 7.30 wib, there was still two hours. He scanned his room, saw Laras again on the dining table, chewing something. Instantly his eyes widened.

Jeez, the expired date of the bread has passed a week, Inner Yudi, he just forgot to throw away because he was busy here and there, ngurusin his young master.

Did not see that the bread has come out mushrooms, Yudi did not think, hoping Laras did not have stomach pain later.

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Baras again enjoy the egg toast, it has been used up two pieces were still lacking. He ate what was supposed to be Yudi's ration.

Let him make his own breakfast later, in his heart.

With pleasure Laras chewed his toast while scrolling2 his sosmed account, while waiting for Zainal's invitation.

Baras saw the clock on his phone 7.30 wib, there are still two hours before opening the Store. It is better to get out fast, reluctant to also live in the house of a stranger, where his status is in cuekin.

Where's she? Where else would you take care of the young master, Laras.

Thinking of Yudi, Laras was like a madman asking himself the answer. Not long ago his phone rang an incoming message, from Zainal.

"Gue's waiting outside the gate" Zainal wrote in his message.

"Wait for me to come out now." Laras quickly replied.

Before breakfast Laras already clean the stove and cooking tools, so just leave. He snatched the small bag he had prepared on the sofa table. Rushed out of Yudi's room, walking briskly along the hallway. As it passed through Kiara's room, the barrel went in.

Where the boy is, is he awake. Good yes son-in-law of rich people, pampered husband anyway.

The barrel went fast, afraid Zainal waited a long time.

"By the line."

Passing through the living room, someone called out his name. The barrel turned towards the voice. There's Aunt Alisha coming out of the dining room.

"Tante, good morning." said Laras.

"Where are you sleeping well?" tanya Alisha approached Laras.

Barrel smiled awkwardly. "Yes aunty, very good, until not praying at dawn." replied Laras chuckled.

Alisha smile. "Breakfast first gih, at the dining table is available a lot" said Alisha. He had received a report from Yudi, that he had suddenly married Kiara's friend.

"Eng, thanks aunt. But Laras had breakfast just egg bread."

"Oh, that. Want to bring supplies can also be Baras. You don't hesitate in this house if you want to eat."

"Good aunt, thanks. Tomorrow, now I'm in a hurry, I'm waiting for ojek." Baras.

Alisha frowned, since when the ojek can enter the large house area.

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