Second Wife Young Master Arogan

A Message

The night began to crawl into the morning. The gloomy sky slowly faded away due to the mischievous sweep of the sunlight. The call of nature also accompanies the people to start the day.

The sound of a stomp of footsteps descending the steps, accompanied the shrill grunts of Naora's tiny lips. The woman snorted in annoyance as she was puzzled to find a way to hide Axton's kiss marks around her neck.

Fortunately there was a Milah who came to give a solution by lending a scarf for him, so he could feel relieved. Although it must pass the absorption chewing, because the time is almost noon and must immediately go to work. However, he still took the time to sip a glass of his favorite chocolate milk. At least, the stomach is not left empty.

"Get in my car first. You're going to work with me." Tell Axton when Naora just finished a glass of milk.

"I'll take a taxi" Naora refused.

"Norah!" axton jolted with his hard look.

The man disliked rejection. While Naora hates coercion. The two characters are opposite, framed within the bonds of marriage. So not imaginary, if between them always decorated by quarrels.

Don't mistake. Relationships will feel boring if in a marriage always get along well and there is never a problem.

Do not expect a relationship will always be sweet like dates. Precisely after experiencing bitterness due to quarrels, the sweet taste will be more pronounced.

It's just that we have to be smarter in solving problems without problems. The policy in acting is also as a determinant, whether the quarrel will be a marital spice or maybe a farewell time bomb?

Okay fine! Back to the story.

"Yes .. yes! You're so chatty, like an old man who lost his false teeth" Naora's great-grandson who inevitably obeyed Axton's orders. With a sigh he walked into the car.

"Honey, why do you always force her? Leave it alone if he wants to go to work alone. Honestly, I was so unsettled when I saw you getting too close to her." Lana again expressed her heart as if not satisfied all night roared disappointed because of Axton's attitude that began to show interest to Naora.

As if hesitant to answer, because Axton himself is still a dilemma with his feelings. The man still had trouble finding the right reason for his possessive actions to Naora. Until finally he chose to move from the dining table chair, and intend to immediately leave for work. An alibi to distract Lana.

"Stop playing with your phone while eating Lana. And can you get your husband to the front door when he's leaving for work?" Axton wrote a simple request.

Lana also moved from the chair. Then kiss the lips of the husband. "I'm not done with my food, Honey, yet" he said, before returning to his seat, causing Axton to shake his head. The woman is often underestimated small things, without realizing it is needed by her husband.

Coinciding with that, Milah came with a small box in her hand. "Young Master, this is what you asked for." He reached out with his hand to Axton.

"Thank you Bi." The man took the object and put it in his pocket.

Milah's lips covered a faint smile followed by a small nod in response to the young master "Let's Master, I take you forward."

"Yes, Bi."

"Honey, be careful on the road. Go home soon, don't make me wait for you until it's too late." Lana gave a form of attention, and Axton only gave a small nod.

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"Why did you take so long, Axton?" nagging Naora after Axton's gallant body gets into the car.

"Run the car." Axton alerted the driver before responding to the sulking woman. "Why? Can't wait to see Nathan soon?" Instead of answering, Axton instead gave a sentence of accusation.

"You already know about it" Naora replied casually.

An annoyed grunt sounded faint. However, Axton was not in the mood for a long debate this time. He reached into the pocket of his work coat, and then he threw something at Naora. "Use this to bandage the wound on your cheek."

"This ... for me?" Naora asked as if in disbelief.

"You still ask? You idiot!" sniff the guy.

"You're delirious, so you don't realize what you're doing."

"My attitude is like this, no longer my first, Naora."

"Yes .. yes, I remember. The first one, after you doused me with hot sauce," Naora's great-granddaughter as her hands began to open a packet of plaster and began to stick it on her cheeks.

"Why are you so bad?! Come closer!"

"For what?" Naora immediately put up a face of worry. Because he has been very memorized by Axton's random attitude. Likes to act as they please and without warning before. Including in the case of a ban.

"Come closer, Naora ...! The plaster you put up is not right!" He began to grow angry because he realized Naora's gurgle that seemed to be careful to him.

"ee? Aye." Yeah." He slightly leaned his clumsy face towards Axton.

"It."

"Thank you."

"Hm." Axton just buzzed without looking at Naora. Looks like the view outside the car window is more interesting than the beautiful face of the woman.

"Based on the sour face," grumbled Naora with his signature squeak.

Axton just glanced at a glance and then again threw a glance in the other direction. "Remember, you're there working. Not to tease Nathan. Don't be cheap. Listen to my advice." His tone sounded very flat, but the utterance that slid from the tip of his tongue sounded extremely spicy.

Naora's lips were irritated. "You can't tell which advice is, and which is insult."

"Yes .. yes." Naora answered lazily.

The atmosphere became quiet, so it did not feel the car they were riding had stopped in front of the spacious courtyard of the Alexindo Corp building.

"I'll go down first." Naora gasped as Axton blocked her hand, until the intention to pull the car door handle out. "What's wrong?"

For a while, Axton's tongue felt frozen, to the weight to convey what was in the heart.

"What's up Axton? I need to get into the office." The dumbness of the handsome man next to her, made Naora astonished.

"Tie."

"ee? A tie?" For the umpteenth of a second, Naora tried to digest the man's words. Until a pair of neutrals caught the presence of a tie in plain sight. "Ow .. You just have to say what's the trouble anyway?"

"I told you."

"Hi! You just said 'tie', but didn't ask me to fix it." Naora carried her hand, touching the winding of the tie around the man's neck.

"Is it not far?!" sindir Axton when he realized that Naora was impressed to keep his distance from him. The woman even moved her hands and without moving her body.

"Be quiet, the important thing is that my hand is still able to reach him." As far as possible, Naora tried not to get too close to Axton.

"Close a little, Naora! I'm very uncomfortable seeing your behavior" Axton said, but Naora's arm she got.

"No way."

"Close!"

"No!"

"Why?!"

"I don't want my lipstick to fade, Axton."

Two lines were instantly etched clearly between his two eyebrows. Axton begins to understand what Naora is thinking. "Ck! You're afraid I'll kiss him. Did you forget, last night who dared kiss me?"

Blush ...

A red gush instantly rose on Naora's cheeks. He is embarrassed to remember the reckless actions that were not planned at all before.

"I don't remember." The woman gave up.

"So did you also forget when playing around with miles! Kekh!"

Axton's words suddenly faltered. He also seems to have trouble breathing. Naora deliberately pulled the tie so hard that it made her neck suffocate.

"Can't you keep your word? It's not just the two of us." Naora whispered furiously to Axton. Sometimes he also glanced at the driver who had been a living witness to their debate throughout the journey. Really, he's embarrassed now.

Brak!

Axton was again relieved, followed by the sound of the dings of his car door. It turned out that the woman had already waltzed away with her coarse feelings.

"Nurora ...! Watch out!"

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The clock's needle keeps turning on its axis. The sun also began to return from the throne. Rotating tasks with the full moon. At a time when many of the fortune hunters have flocked back to his hut, Axton is still always struggling with his folding computer.

The ten-finger dance above the keyboard came to a sudden halt. A pair of eye beads were brought glancing at the time pointer embedded in his computer screen. The man, thinking of a woman.

Who her? Did Lana? Or maybe Naora? You guys must have guessed it. Haha!

Threw a flat object on the work table. Axton made a call there. Want to make sure, that the woman who had been filling her cranium for a few days had arrived home. Recalling a few hours ago, the woman refused the delivery of her personal driver at the time of returning home on the grounds of having to work overtime.

"He dared not pick up a phone call from me" Axton grumbled after one call request was not received.

Again, the man was about to make a call for the second time, but a message came in from an unknown number, undoing his intention.

Anger inside the chest suddenly rumbled like waves pounding on a rock cliff. Axton's face instantly became fierce. A photo that is contained in a message, does not make his heart calm

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