Romisa Life

73

After Arga cleaned himself up, he approached Misa who was sitting on the sofa of the tv room, looking like the beautiful girl was busy with the value book of the disciples.

Arga stroked the Misa's long hair so gently that the girl looked confused.

"Why my husband?"

"Romisa, I'll go down first. If you are sleepy go to sleep first. Remember not to fall asleep on the couch again." Arga said still gently stroking the long hair.

Quick beard. "Yes my husband." Misa answered and smiled sweetly.

Cup.

Arga kissed Misa's soft forehead long enough, then after being satisfied she got up from her seat and walked away leaving Romisa who looked dumb with unblinking eyes staring at her departure.

Clik.

The door of the room was closed indicating that Arga had come out. Immediately Misa turned to face the table, her hand raised and clenched in front of her chest.

"Yesse! I am finally free. I'm salvaged. Thanks tuhaan. Thank you, Mother." Oceh Misa was excited with a loud voice.

"Ekhem. Ekhem." Deheman's voice was quite loud from the back of the sofa where Misa was sitting.

"Eh." The fixated Mass momentarily fell silent with widened eyes on guard.

What is that sound? Buk-isn't the lion out?

"free." The voice of the gentleman sounded firm and sharp.

Misa's eyes widened in surprise without blinking. Aye! That's the lion's voice!

And with a slow and stiff movement Misa turned her head towards the back of the sofa. Instantly a clumsy smile of whimpers displayed his row of teeth.

"Eh, sua-sua-miku. Anu-anu. So free not to fuss. yaah ngajar," stammered Misa looking for an excuse while fingers scratch the cheeks that do not itch.

Arga half-rounded the sofa approaching standing in front of Romisa. Hah.he sighed softly taking both hands out of his pants pocket. Then his body half bent to line up to look at the beautiful face, he grabbed the chin of the Mass so that the gaze of Misa looked up at him.

"You said free, and safe." Arga.

Both hands of Misa clutching firmly against the side of the sofa with nervous eyes.

"I-i-iya congratulations... diving-"

Cup.

Arga kissed Misa's red lips at a glance so as to stop her speech.

Still clutching the chin of the Mass, he gave a warning look with a small grin on the lips. "Remember the terms you put Romisa on, don't be happy for tonight." Say Arga and kiss the red lips again at a glance.

After that, he straightened his back with both hands in his pocket. For a moment he gave a soft elusan at the head of Mass and then stepped away towards the exit. And...

Clik.

The door of the room was tightly closed with Arga right out of the room this time.

"Huh. huh." Misa set her breath held for a few minutes, while one hand patted her chest slowly.

"What did he say? Father, Mother. I feel like I'm just gonna hide in an ant hole." He muttered softly with both hands clutching quite strongly his long hair.

"Aw, aw.. pain also turns out to be in a crest like this." Rubbing the scalp around the nose cringing pain.

*****

The Work Room.

Arga walked towards the study room, where Egi and secretary Tang were sitting on the sofa in the room.

When Arga entered the study, the Tang secretary rose from his seat saluting with a half-bent.

"Sir."

Arga occupied the single sofa opposite Egi, while Tang's secretary stood firmly beside the sofa that Arga was sitting on.

"Tangs. Sit down" said Arga.

"Good sir." Tang sat on the long sofa that mediated between his two.

Egi stared intently at the man in the room.

"Let's relax, Deck, don't rush like that." Arga said with a tone of irony in the interlude of a small smile.

"What did you ask Egi to come here for?" ask Egi coldly.

Arga crossed the legs with one arm leaning to the arm of the chair. "I just want you to admit defeat." Arga said firmly.

"Before I heard from the lips of Misa that she did not love me. I'm not going to back off." Sahut Egi is no less firm.

Arga shone a glance in the other direction at a glance, then looked back sharply towards the front. "Remember the Deck, Romisa is already mine. She's a legitimate wife. And your brother-in-law." Said affirm.

"Curtain!" Egi grumpily." But Big Brother still hasn't filled his heart. So Egi still has the right to snatch him from Big Brother." The handsome man's chuckle was still firm with desire.

Arga looked very hard. "You won't be able to snatch his Deck. Because until anytime Brother won't let go of her." With a warning tone.

Egi smiled small yet cynical. "We'll see later. Not that we had a deal. If Misa says that she does not love Brother but loves me. Then Big Brother must prepare to release her willingly."

Arga tapped his hands to the end of the sofa's arms. "Sister said that. Because Sister used to not realize the feelings of Sister towards Romisa. But for now Brother won't let you again Egi. Romisa is my wife and that's absolute!" firmly Arga began to ignite his emotions.

"Ck." Egi clucked as he threw away his face. Then he looked back at the sharp seriousness. "Look at me later, brother. Who chooses the Mass. And at that time Brother had to give him up for me." His assertion then he got up from his sitting.

Egi turned towards the exit ready to leave the workroom. And when his legs were almost to the doorway, for a moment he turned his head back towards Arga who was still sitting on the sofa with a sharp gaze.

"I knew Misa better, for three years. And brother just got to know her. About who the certainty that will be chosen by the Mass. Of course you'll know." Last Egi emphasis...

Blams.

He closed the door quite rudely, and actually left the study.

Sepengalak Egi.

Huh... Arga breathed a rough breath.

"Based on the boy," muttered Arga and then he glanced at the Tang secretary who had just been silent as an observer of the two.

"But."

"Yes sir." Tang answered, turning his head to the right side.

"You've seen, how stubborn my sister is. It seems like that seclusion must be done for him." Arga said, leaning his head against the sofa.

"Yes sir is right, because that's the only way to get Mr. Egi away from Miss Romisa."

"Alright Tang, you can go home. Take a break." Arga got up from his seat then he walked out of the study.

Huh... Tang exhaled a long breath, with his head shaking slowly.

Quadrilateral love. Who would Miss Romisa choose? Hopefully, the master will be chosen.

SERIATE....