Second Wife Young Master Arogan

Obey my orders

On a bench in one corner of the park, Naora was struck with her thoughts. Pointing its face towards the star-studded black sky, anchoring a glaring gaze. The memory of his conversation with Milah yesterday continues to repeat itself.

"Bi, what's the pain Axton actually has?" Naora tries to find answers to her curiosity.

No matter how disappointed he was with Axton, there was still anxiety. Wasn't that human for Naora, the golden-hearted woman with an immeasurable level of empathy? After all, the collision of that arrogant man before him, was not something that could be looked at one eye, let alone considered just the wind then just like that.

Maybe if other women who are in his current position, prefer to pretend to be blind and deaf. Don't want to know, stupid, let alone care. Unfortunately, such an attitude does not exist in Naora the wife.

Mari let out a slow breath. Seeing Naora's expression as if tormented by curiosity as well as worry, made her unable to answer immediately.

"Young Master actually has psychological trauma related to swimming pools. As Nak Naora saw earlier, what happened to her was the fatal impact of her trauma. Aunt was also surprised when she witnessed the reckless actions of Young Master, even though she had always tried not to get too close to the edge of the pool," he explained, followed by a sigh back.

Sad, given the series of past events that caused the Young Master to have to endure psychological trauma from childhood, making her motherly feelings bitter. He knows very well how Axton suffered behind his arrogance.

It turns out that he and I had the same trauma. It's just, I'm not as bad as him. And I will be determined to combat this trauma of mine. Naora's heart.

"Obviously he's aware of the trauma he's had, but why would he want to help me?"

"About that, Auntie doesn't know for sure either, Nak Naora. All Auntie knows is, Young Master Axton looks very anxious when you don't wake up."

Naora paused for a moment, giving the brain a chance to digest the words of Milah, and then went back into effect. "It turns out Axton's searogan man, can also feel guilty. That's why he worries about me. Hmm .. I think more precisely he was afraid if I died in this house because of his actions," he said, which was more protracted to a more realistic perspective.

How could Axton help me on the basis of a sense of responsibility as a husband who has concern for a wife. He just doesn't want me to die. Maybe ... she's afraid my spirit is floating in this house. Naora's little heart. He did try not to be lulled into a sense of overconfidence that would plunge him into an uncertain hope.

"It shouldn't be necessary for Nak Naora to ask Auntie about the reason for the young master's actions, because it looks like Nak Naora has already got her own answer." Review the smile followed by a subtle satire, and of course Naora realized that.

Naora smiled clumsily as she scratched the tip of her nose. However, he again asked a question. It felt like so many things that he had to match so as not to position himself as a resident of the house who knew nothing like a goat congek.

The face of Milah who was already full of signs of his age. "Bi, if you may know, what is the cause of the trauma?"

Mari returned Naora's gaze with a sad feeling. Again he again remembered the figure of the woman who used to always smile warmly to him. "Mother Mr. Axton died from drowning in a pond 20 years ago. Mirisnya, young Master Axton saw for himself when his mother died. Back then, he was only eight years old, still small and fragile, but he already had to witness the terrifying event."

Naora was immediately surprised. He even covered his mouth with one hand. Didn't expect the disaster that befell Axton. "Oh my God .. At that time he must have been devastated."

Milah smiled knots in response, covering her already condensed clear well. Yes, Mr. Axton is very hard hit and continues to feel punished until now. Even the death of his mother seemed not to let him live quietly. His mind whispered bitterly.

"It's not supposed to occupy a house that has a swimming pool" Naora commented.

"It didn't have a pool before, Naora boy. After Mr. Axton married Mrs Lana, then the pool was built at the request of Mrs Lana."

Smiling blandly, Naora did not expect that an Axton could act like one. "Truely said people, falling in love can make humans act stupid, including doing whatever the couple asks despite having to sacrifice themselves."

Mari laughed softly. The joy that enveloped his heart slowly faded away. "It seems, Young Master will act foolishly more often if he falls in love with Nak Naora."

Naora chuckles. "Bi Milah is very smart to ask jokes. How could she fall in love with me?"

"Son Naora should know too, when you were unconscious earlier, Young Master did this to you." Putting together ten fingers several times as if showing people kissing. "Artificial breath."

"Haaah..! Why do I remember it again?" Naora returned from her daydream. The memory of the conversation that culminated about the two pairs of lips sticking together instantly invited a tinge of red on the cheek.

"She even acted as if nothing had happened after snatching my first kiss in the room yesterday. Does he think I have no heart? It sucks." Naora continued to grumble in annoyance.

"Why did he kiss me then?" He lifted five fingers and dropped them on his lips. "I feel like his lips are still stuck here."

Naora gasped as the sound of footsteps came closer. Twisted his neck towards the source of the sound, until a pair of hazel pearls caught the figure of Axton walking towards the park.

In a hurry he carries his body inching behind a nearby hedge, intending to hide before Axton realizes his whereabouts. No matter what her dirty nightgown was because she was sitting on the ground.

Why am I hiding? lirih Naora, astonished by his own behavior and inevitably had to endure his current position. Already been.

In the silence of the night, Naora quietly noticed Axton's gurgle that seemed to be standing facing the lotus pond. Highlight his eyes and tears as a condition of meaning, but so difficult to describe with bare heart.

What's with that look on his face? What exactly is he feeling right now? Do you really want me to entertain him? Naora was stunned, as she looked at the fondness behind Axton's thin smile.

Just this time, Naora saw an Axton Sanders take off his diarogue. Even today, the man was more visibly in need of one's backrest shoulder.

"Yeah ...!" Naora suddenly shrieked along with the body that was moving for a moment. "What was that?" the thrill, when the hand had touched something that felt soft but hairy.

Melia ...

"Cats? Thank goodness it's just a cat, I think a giant caterpillar. By the way since when was there a cat here?" He continued to chatter, forgetting his purpose of hiding behind the hedges. And without realizing that Axton had already noticed it.

"What are you doing here?" axton's baritone voice successfully jolts Naora's attention.

Blush ...

"A-I-I," Naora's sentence was interrupted by Axton's interlude.

"You're stalking me," Axton accused, then carrying his pet cat that seemed to swipe his body at the master's feet.

The woman immediately put on a look of surprise after Axton made an accusation that he said. "I was here before you came" he said.

"Keep what are you doing all those nights behind the bushes of that plant?"

"Because I want to," he replied accordingly.

"Want to hide from me?"

"Did?" Naora's dead flea. Axton is so easy to read situations.

"Why?"

"ee? What's?"

Axton took a few foot swings, carrying his pajama-clad gallant body standing right in front of Naora. "Why are you hiding from me?"

Naora bit her lips, for some reason she turned into a fool. Not being able to find excuses quickly. Plus, Axton's intimidating gaze made him even more misbehaving.

Axton dribbled her manic towards the woman's ripe lips in front of her. "You're teasing me?"

The woman was amazing. Not accepting on second accusation Axton. "What are you accusing me of like that for?"

"The female will attract the male's sexual attention by biting his lips. Just like you do now. Did you dream of making love to me?"

"HUH??" Naora was in therapeutic shock. "Didn't you think your words were so disrespectful?!" He floated a fist into Axton's arm. "Betina, stud, do you think animals? Yes, I was hiding when you came. Don't ask me why, I don't know why I'm hiding."

Axton catches Naora's hand as she tries to reward her with a fist. "How dare you hit me! You don't seem afraid I'll punish you!"

"I've never been afraid of you."

"You're too sure."

"Why not?"

"I'll prove it." Axton pulled Naora's hand until her body approached. If there were no cats that were spoiled in the arms of Axton, of course their bodies would stick together perfectly.

"Yeah! No!" nora's squeals along with her eyes closed as Axton nearly kisses her.

"Liar!"

Naora is upset that Axton is trying to play her. "Feel this!"

"Amu ...! Are you looking to die?!" Axton grimaced in pain from a kick in his leg.

"You're the one who's looking for death!" He immediately snatched the feathered animal from Axton's sling. "This cat I brought. You're better suited to keeping crocodiles or kudanil, according to your character who is angry every day."

The woman walked away. But only a few times to take a foot he stopped and turned back the body. "I miss Daddy Edrich so much and I'll visit him tomorrow. There's no harm in you telling me first."

"I'll drive you."

"No need."

"I don't like being rejected."

"I don't care."

"Then I won't return your necklace." Axton pulls out a necklace that belongs to Naora that he still carries.

"Return it." Naora approached, trying to reclaim her necklace. Unfortunately, Axton's body was too high, too difficult to reach the necklace.

"You must obey all my orders if you want this necklace back."

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