Romisa Life

61

Inside Luxury Black Car.

Huh... Arga let out a tired sigh then he leaned his back and head against the body of the car seat.

Tang, who was driving, reached into the cell phone from behind the suit. "Sir, this is a report on Miss's activities during this day." Give the phone to the back seat.

Arga received the phone without changing his position. He seemed to be flipping through the flat object belonging to that Tang Secretary.

"Tangs. New phone again?" Tanya Arga looked at a different phone model than before.

"Yes sir." Answer Tang.

The handsome man turned on the phone screen. Then began to see pictures of Misa in the screen of the phone.

The 1st, 2nd, 3rd image of Arga looks ordinary and can still smile. But when shifted to the 4th image until the next.

Instantly his stern jaw hardened with a glittering gaze lit up by anger creating a gaze so keenly disliked.

"Yes!"

Brak.

Arga's touch was furious and so furious he threw the phone in his grip forward. Until the phone split in two that ended under Tang's feet.

Tang glanced stiffly downwards, his gaze looking wistfully at the fate of his already shattered phone.

Throw it again. Do you have no pity on me who keeps changing phones? Why should my phone be thrown, destroyed.

"But! Why does Dani keep clinging to Romisa!" Arga said with his legs open, his face looks red with emotion.

Don't ask me, sir, ask the man.

But Tang chose a silent listening and focused gaze to the road.

"In addition to my sister, it turns out that Dani also competed with me." Cerocos Arga again still with a high tone full of annoyance.

"How shall I be Taaang?" his grunts then sighed harshly.

Secretary Tang cleared his throat for a moment before speaking. "Ekhem. Does master still lack the confidence of being able to obtain Miss Romisa completely? Look at the current position of the lord and the status of the lord towards Miss."

Instantly Arga got up from the sidelines justifying his sitting position slightly leaning forward. "Position and status, you mean Tang?" tanya Arga asked for clarity.

Secretary Tang sighed softly.

Why does the jealous master always make him unable to think?

"As a legally valid husband also religiously." Clearly Tang.

Instantly a wide smile was imprinted on the handsome man's lips, he nodded in understanding. "True you said Tang. Anyway I've been Romisa's legal husband." Arga said with a smile.

Tang glanced at the windshield at the look on the man's face in the back seat. Just turned on sir.

"Day for Miss to conceive the son of the master in order to remain beside the master forever, then either Mr. Egi or Mr. Dani will not dare to compete again with, sir." Proposal Tang.

Print.

Arga flicked his fingers. "Good idea you're Tang." Sumringah. Then he...

Puk.

Pat firmly next to Tang's shoulder with a feeling of vigor.

Tang smiled slightly glancing at the flash to the side. So all this time the master still has not touched Miss, but it is natural that the master and Miss pair are indeed a couple who are still innocent and learning to establish love.

The smile on Arga's lips slowly dimmed as he recalled his requirements before marriage. "But Tang, in the agreement it has been explained there is no physical touch. How do I do that under a deal I've made like that?"

Huh... Tang exhaled a tired breath, staring straight ahead. "Sir, regarding the agreement you can cancel it because you made it yourself."

Arga's eyebrows shot up next door, with his index finger scratching his non-itchy chin. "Why am I being this stupid Tang?"

I don't know sir. Indeed you after knowing love so can be, said stupid.

"Huh.. alright Tang, your proposal will I try." Connect again.

Arga again tendered the back on the body of the chair with both arms so the head pads. There was a happy smile from his lips.

"You tell Bi Ane, prepare a beautiful red dress with no arms and no shoulders" Arga said, looking ahead.

"Good sir." Tang said, then smiled. Suddenly though...

Plakk.

The hard flutter on Tang's head suddenly made him frown in pain.

Why am I in the fold, sir, what is my fault?

"Sick sir." Tang's taps rubbed the part of the head that felt pulsing hot.

"Then you can't imagine Romisa wearing that dress." Ketus Arga does not like.

Tang still rubbed his head with a focused look at the streets. Master who also imagined Miss, I smiled because I was happy to see the master smiling happily instead of imagining Miss.

"Ah, and another Tang." Arga said back to normalize his sitting.

Especially sir? Especially.I am angry again.

Arga's face turned serious. "Take Dani home, so she knows who she's approaching" he said, grinning mysteriously.

"Good sir." There will be a civil war.

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