Second Wife Young Master Arogan

Secret Feelings

The village sky is clear. Behind the white mega, the sun was smiling. His light stroked the warm wet morning atmosphere.

The activities of the citizens seemed to fill the day. Spirit as if timeless to scavenge fortune. The vast expanse of rice fields has been touched by farmers. The village market is also seen busy by buying and selling activities.

It should be, today could be a quiet week for Jovana. Yes ... as in ordinary holidays. He prefers to read novels and watch movies in his room, or talk lightly with parents.

However, for Sunday this time Jovana must be made head geleng because of Naora's actions. At first the tomboy woman was anxious because she heard the sound of sobs from the room of the friend, until she was stunned when she heard the reason why the woman was crying.

"So you're crying just for accidentally stepping on a cockroach? Jeez ... Naora, are you so overreacting? You know, lately you've been weird. It's easy to get angry and cry for trivial reasons." Jovana continued to grumble regardless of Naora's pouting face.

"You're my best friend, aren't you? Does he like to be angry in front of me?" sukul Naora who successfully made Jovana gawk.

"Geez! Aren't you the one who gets angry?" jovanka.

Legs are invited down the bed and then approach one corner of the room. Noara pushed the shutters and immediately greeted the cool air in the soothing morning. The sunlit child also seemed to caress his father's face without being polite.

"That's because you're a bitch, Jo. I miss our time together so much, but you don't seem to like me." Naora suddenly melows.

"God! Mode! You just make your best friend as a place to escape," said Jovanka before moving on from her seat. "To the market yuk! Breakfast and snacks. I'm a laper," take the tomboy girl while rubbing her flat stomach.

The gloomy sparkle on Naora's face instantly turned bright. His pair of ripe lips revealed a blotchy smile. Jovana's invitation successfully made her mood rant.

"Come on, then," Naora replied enthusiastically. He closed the window and walked up to the closet and picked up something inside. "But I want you to wear this." she added, thrusting a knee-length plisket skirt at Jovana.

"Crazy! I could possibly pack Skirts! Nope! I don't want to!" reject Jovana raw. He even looked shudder as if the feminine item was something terrible.

"Don't force me, Naora. Or I'll fold you into a suitcase and send it to your husband!" threaten the tomboyish girl when she sees Naora approaching with a meaningful expression.

"I don't care. Anyway I want to see you in a skirt."

"No want! Watch out if it gets close! I'll throw you!"

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Naora peddled her feet on a trail that was still layered with soil. Seen both hands have been carrying each bag of crackles containing food and snacks. Her beautiful face was so bright but not with Jovana next to her.

"Nih eat than that face bent over it." Naora forcefully stuffed a piece of layer cake into Jovanka's mouth. "You're so pretty when you dress up feminine. The skirt is also appropriate if attached to your body that is slim and slender," he added, trying to convince Jovana to make her more confident using a skirt.

"As far as you are." Jovana looks lazy to argue.

"You said it was up to me but your lips were still moving forward" Naora said.

"Yes, these lips are ready to swallow your hair!" sambar Jovana. Naora just chuckled crisply.

But the sound of Naora's laughter was suddenly silent along with the footsteps that stopped. "Joe, look there." He pointed firmly towards the fruitful water guava tree that was across the river.

"Is there something wrong with the guava?" jovana asked with a bad nose.

Naora answered the question from her best friend with a quick nod. The spontaneous action of course attracts the curiosity of Jovana with lightning fast.

"What's wrong? Don't be weird, Naora." Jovana looked doubtfully at her best friend.

"What's wrong with that, why isn't that guava in my crackle bag?" Naora pulls her best friend's arm. "You're good at climbing, aren't you? Would you please pick up the guava for me, would you?" the door while installing puppy eyes.

The woman was even seen several times swallowing saliva as if she was looking at delicious food in plain sight. While Jovana again made gawking because of Naora's strange behavior.

"Don't you see I'm wearing a skirt? How could I climb a tree?Forgive me, Naora ...!" jovana looks frustrated.

"No no! You're crazy!"

"So you really don't want to pluck it for me?" Naora put on a face that was getting ready to shed tears.

It also collapsed in the end. At first Jovana when she said glass, she would not bear to see Naora's sad face. Believe me, despite the masculine look, the girl still has the tenderness side of a woman.

"Hadeeh ...! Yes, yes, yes!"

"Eh? What are you doing?" Naora repels Jovana's hand movements to lower her skirt.

"Climb. Why try again?"

"Eh don't take off the skirt!"

"What the hell?!"

"Thanks ...! I'm kirain." Naora immediately felt relieved, apparently Jovana was still wearing pants when removing her skirt.

"What do you think I'm crazy about? I will have trouble climbing trees while wearing a skirt. Haah! in my life I only have one friend, that's always bother me," Jovana continued to mengedumel while walking closer to the water guava tree.

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In a super soft king-size bed, Axton seemed to be lying weakly up there. For two days he was constantly attacked by nausea that made him have to vomit all his stomach contents. Even a personal doctor had to put an infusion needle on his wrist in lieu of fluid intake for his body.

From the results of the doctor's examination, Axton is suffering from gerd or laymen say 'gastric acid'. This is due to stressful thoughts, lack of rest, and irregular eating hours.

Indeed, ever since Naora left the man seemed to ignore his own health. His mind was constantly assaulted by frustration. He is like a man who has lost half his life.

For the sake of finding the idol, the man was willing to put aside work. Almost all of his time he used to walk around every corner of the city. Reports of missing persons cases to police officers have also been made. However, it still did not show the expected results.

"Young master, now eat first yes," said Milah who had just entered the room with a tray filled with porridge.

Just twice a mouthful, Axton again attacked by nausea. "I'll continue to eat later Bi, just put the porridge on the table."

Mari looked to sigh. Really, seeing Axton's pale face made her concerned. "Yes already, but later still eaten yes. Although a little, at least your stomach is not left empty" said the old woman.

"Hm, yes." Axton seemed to have lost a lot of energy, so could only answer briefly.

"Yes, Auntie, there's something for you. Just a minute." Go straight out of the room. Hose not long He came with a box of pink color in his hand.

"This is what, Bi?" axton really meant it.

"Auntie found this box while cleaning Nak Naora's room, sir. About the contents, you can see for yourself."

Axton slowly stretched out his hand to open the lid of the box. The questions filled with questions immediately visited. The pile of mail envelopes in front of his eyes successfully shook his chest until it was too late.

Read every line of words on white paper. Until Axton immediately made amazed after knowing something that had been kept secret Naora.

"Naora, all that time you've been saving it. I'm sorry I was so late to realize that."

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