Romisa Life

Romisa Life
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Inside a fancy black car.


"What activities have Romisa been doing?" asked Arga who was sitting in the passenger seat with her legs crossed elegantly.


"I know you keep spies in every member of my family" Arga continued casually.


Whether you have considered Miss as a member of his family, it means that you accept Miss as his wife.


"Yes sir is right, I did it to keep everything under control." Tang explained what he meant. The head of Arga.


The handsome man in the back seat saw a brown envelope lying between the two front seats. He took the envelope.


"Is this Tang, I think I just saw this envelope?" tanya Arga turned the envelope back.


"That's a report on the daily activities of Miss, sir," Tang explained. "And I just received it earlier," he continued.


Tumben sir wants to touch the items that are not given directly to his hands.


Arga opened the envelope and took out the photo-shaped sheets of paper inside, there were photos with various images printed as the Mass activity was running, teaching with a cheerful smile, he said, also various other things.


But there is a photo that became the focus of Arga to make him squinting eyes do not like, he said, the photo shows Misa sitting down while a man looks at her with a smile of interest sitting not far from her.


Why does my heart feel upset to see this man looking at him like that? Hmh! Arga throws the envelope roughly into the front seat.


Tang was a little shocked by Arga's attitude after seeing the envelope. What's wrong with sir? Why look so upset? Confused Tang glanced at the person in the back seat of the windshield.


The car on board Arga has passed the gate and is now parked in front of the magnificent house like the palace.


Misa and Bi Ane were standing waiting for the handsome man to arrive from the car. Mass as usual welcomed the arrival of Arga with a wide smile sweet on his thin lips.


Arga got out of the car and walked through Mass just like that. While the Mass that has been commonly treated like that does not feel disturbed.


The handsome man walked up to the stairs to climb. At Mass followed from behind.


Arriving in the room, Misa saw Arga sitting directly on the sofa with her eyes closed and her head rested on the back of the sofa.


The little girl, took the slippers of the house on the shelf and walked up to Arga to change her shoes.


And now Arga's feet are wearing home sandals. When Misa was about to rise from her squatting, Arga again held Misa's shoulder so that she remained seated down on the carpet-clad floor.


Uh, what's going on? Did I make a mistake? Wonder the Mass with furrowed brows and head bowed.


Arga raised Misa's face with her index finger stuck to her chin.


Misa was still frozen in place, only glancing at that cold looking handsome face.


"Don't make me repeat the same words" he said in a sharp tone.


Misa according to sit next to Arga but shifted to give distance for him, so the distance is quite far.


Arga stared disliked. Great of you, likening me to the man in the photo. Then he approached and grabbed Misa's chin slowly so as to point the tiny face in front of her.


Why are you acting like this, lion? Misa stared at the two handsome men's eyes before her with a look full of dislike.


"What are you doing today?" asked Arga staring at Misa sharply.


Misa was still silent and moved to lower her gaze. Lion don't get too close like this, and why are you staring at me like that, what's my fault?


"You have a mouth, answer my question!" The touch of Arga was still staring intently.


"Eh, my lord, I as usual teach, and after teaching me to go home," Misa tried to release the grip of Arga's hand on her chin.


Although Arga clutched her softly but with her position close enough to make the petite girl uncomfortable.


"You're not lying?" asked Arga with intimidating eyes who was immediately nodding his head by Misa.


Why am I lying, there is no benefit either.


Arga released his grip on the chin of the Mass. Breathe in slowly.


"Today what you did after teaching you straight home" said Arga, there was a sharp tone implied by the question in it.


Misa rubbed her chin with her eyes down towards the carpet. "So I had a chance to buy coconut ice, then after I went home sir."


Smiling cynically, "Who asks you what to eat or what to drink" Arga said.


Misa's eyes glanced faintly at the man beside her. Didn't you just ask? Fucking weird.


"Prepare the water" Arga's decree was immediately understood by the Mass.


Misa went into the bathroom, and when she closed her door. He immediately sat down limp slumped down with his back attached to the door leaf, he regulated his breathing whose heart condition had been beating uncontrollably.


"Huf! My heart feels like it's coming out, why is it beating so fast like this. Did I have a heart attack, never had my heart been like this if it wasn't for running a marathon." Mumbles Misa holding her chest.


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