The Clean & the Slut

Chapter 13 The General's Son

At the General's house where Dovan lived all tight. Before eating all the dishes have been tasted first by the adjutants.

Except for Dovan he prefers to eat in his room and he doesn't care if his food has poison or something. After all, Mbok Yem could not possibly poison himself.

"Mas Dovan" Dovan's bedroom door was knocked on, with a loud voice coming from outside her room. Dovan knows it's bang Arya his father's aide.

"What's the bang?" Dovan opened the door with his dinner plate.

"Boyou want to talk"

"I'm eating"

"Sorry, but I want to talk now"

"What the hell are people eating!"

"Sorry please help me just do my job"

"Iyeeeee!" Dovan put down his plate and rushed towards the middle room in Arya's follow from behind.

"Dovan from tomorrow you have to eat at the dinner table with us. Have breakfast, dinner or lunch if you are on holiday at home. You want us to gather"

"What are you doing, sir? eating problems where in the storm"

"Dovan!" the general was angry and yelled at his son.

"Prophe Dovan is right" Dovan's mother continued this is indeed a subscription to the stove different from her daughter who always sympathizes with Dovan.

Dovan turned around and prepared to walk away. But Arya's burly aide blocks Dovan's hand and Dovan stops him.

"I'm sorry I haven't finished talking" Arya said, staring at Dovan.

"From tomorrow to school you will be escorted by Arya"

"What ?! why am I being escorted? I open up to anybody why get control?"

"You don't argue! or did you transfer to military school?! you choose yourself"

"Dovan doesn't want to sir, at school no one knows Dovan's father, they only know Dovan's ordinary son like the others" Dovan's face paled.

"Also if bang Arya escort Dovan, father how? if anyone wants to hurt their father, who will take care of them?"

"Alright then you are not in the control of Arya, but you have to leave the butut car. change to another car in the garage. Don't be like a bad guy a dilapidated car is still in use too"

"That's mom's car and Dovan doesn't want to change any car other than mom's car"

Dovan took off Arya's hand and glanced sharply at her father's aide. If he had to fight with Arya, Dovan would have lost, but who cares if Dovan could have been reckless if Arya interfered.

The general sighed. Thinking of the only boy who made his head turn seven-round.

"Let's take a break in the room" said the general's wife.

Monic glanced at Arya he was actually secretly fond of that handsome aide. Even though their age is far away.

"Bang Arya, brother of Monic's guard"

Arya just smiled as she ruffled Monic's hair.

The Monic doesn't need an escort because everyone knows Monic isn't the General's son. What needs an escort is the stubborn Dovan who is difficult to manage.

Skull.tuk...

"What the hell is that?!" Dovan opened the room door furiously. Monic stood at the door carrying two glasses of orange juice.

"Gegasme" said Monic, handing Dovan a glass of orange juice.

"Why did you come here? I want to be alone"

"Bent dong bang"..

"I don't want to help you make a Deketin bang Arya"

"Hah Brother knows that Monic.." Monic's face flushed shyly.

"All manner of conduct, all in this house also know except the father"

"According to Brother Monic fit not the same bang Arya?"

"Don't mess around, you can make a bang Arya fired by the father"

"Why?"

"You ask why? where is there an aide who likes the general's son? could've run him out"

"But Monic is not a father"

"Yes, but you're his stepson"

"That's it..."

"Yes..." Dovan smiled with satisfaction at Monic.