The Exclusion of the Arrogant Young Master

Brendalina's got to stop him

"Later you will get used to seeing it, especially if you have felt my weapon" whispered Darren in Dira's ear.

Dira immediately glared at Darren and hit Darren's arm.

Plaques

"Aawws... Sick, Ra!" Darren complained of pain over Dira's precise punch in one of his wounds.

"You can talk rich!" Excited Dira while glaring at Darren.

"What I'm saying is true, do you want to feel it now?" Tempted Darren with his faint smile.

Dira immediately pinched Darren's stomach with a sharp look.

"Aahhhhhhhhhhhh... Sick, Ra!" Darren screamed as Dira pinched him and stroked Dira's marks using her left hand.

"This is called KDRT, Ra. You've tortured this wounded me" Darren said in a distressed voice.

"Ck, KDRT from hong kong!" ketus Dira while turning his eyeballs.

Darren immediately pulled Dira and put his hand on Dira's shoulder. Although upset with Darren, Dira keeps Darren out of the bathroom and steps slowly into the house.

"I'm just gonna sit there." Point Darren to the chair.

" Not in the room?"

Darren shook his head, and Dira turned Darren back to the chair and sat Darren in the chair. After Darren sat down, Dira wanted to go back to the kitchen.

"Don't go, accompany me here." Darren's left hand held Dira's hand.

"I want to go to the kitchen first, take an ice cube to compress your swollen legs."

"Oh...."

Darren instantly let go of Dira's hand, and let Dira go to the kitchen to pick up the ice cubes.

"Assalamualaik."

"Wa'allaikumsalam" replied Darren.

Darren looked towards the door and it turned out that came Sandi, Bu Kokom and Seril. Dira emerges from the kitchen and is shocked by the arrival of her family who visited her home.

"Auntie! ' exclaimed Dira and immediately kissed Bu Kokom's hand.

"Tumben comes rame-rame," said Dira.

"Auntie heard from a neighbor that Den Darren was hit by a motorbike. That's why aunt came here to see Darren's condition."

"Yes, it was the afternoon when Darren returned to work to hit the motorbike" replied Dira.

"Auntie sit down first, Dira make a drink first."

"Seril help ya, tea!" tawar Seril who immediately followed him to the kitchen.

Bu Kokom immediately sat in a single chair and looked at Darren who was chatting with Sandi.

"Where did it happen, how did it get hit by a motorcycle?" ask Bu Kokom.

"I'm on the road again, suddenly from the back there was a motorcycle that hit me,"

"Do you know who hit me?" ask Sandi.

"Stop that...."

When Bu Kokom was about to speak again, suddenly his phone Bu Kokom rang and it turned out from the mang Ujang, her husband Bu Kokom. Ms. Kokom went straight out of the house to pick up the phone from her husband.

"Actually that hit me... Andi, Dira's ex," whispered Darren to Sandi.

"Gue doesn't know why people hit me. I don't think he accepts that Dira is married to me, but he still loves Dira very much."

"But Dira knows that Andi's kang who crashed, akang?"

Darren shakes. "No."

"Why?"

"Because I don't want Dira to come see him. I don't like Dira talking to that granddaughter."

"A jealous person?"

"Obviously I'm jealous, I'm her husband!"

"Do you love Dira?"

"Yes" he answered.

Sandi Manggut-mangut hear Darren's honesty, and make Sandi's heart relieved, because Darren now loves Dira and hopes Darren takes good care of Dira.

About an hour Bu Kokom, Sandi and Seril were at Dira's house. Now the three leave home, because the day is getting night.

"Will you move into the room?" tawar Dira and Darren nodded.

Dira returns Darren to the room and lays Darren's body in the bed. After that, Dira continued his initial intention, which was to compress Darren's swollen legs.

Patently, Dira continued compressing Darren's legs which were in his lap. Darren has gone into dreamland.

***

A week has passed, Darren's condition has been better, although his shoulder has not healed completely but the other injuries have dried up. His ankle has also healed, and today Darren intends to return to work.

Darren is neat and ready to leave, but Dira forbids Darren to work considering Darren's shoulder has not been completely healed.

Dira continued to look at Darren who was currently combing his hair. Darren glanced at Dira who was sitting with her face bent.

"Are you sure you want to go to work?"

"Yes, I've been bored at home for too long. I have to support my wife who's carrying this."

Darren knelt in front of Dira who was sitting on the edge of the bed and pulled Dira's nape, then Darren linked his lips to Dira's lips. Now Dira's lips are opium to her.

"But not the heavy work and you must remember that your shoulder has not healed completely."

Dira again reminded Darren about his shoulder that had not healed.

"Yes, my dear wife" Darren told Dira.

Dira escorts Darren to the front of the terrace while carrying a small bag belonging to Darren. Dira grabs Darren's hand and kisses Darren's.

"Back Darren...."

Darren and Dira looked towards the source of the voice and it turned out that the one who called him was Brendalina.

Dira snorted, seeing Brendalina coming to his house. Dira is always upset if he sees Brendalina, what else sees her makeup that is always excited.

"Where does he know that I live here?" murmured Darren slowly.

Brendalina smiled looking at Darren who was always able to shake her heart.

"Religion...."

Brendalina immediately walked closer to Darren and wanted to wrestle spoiled in Darren's arms. However, Dira immediately advanced to the front of Darren's body and dispelled by stretching his hands.

"Don't approach my husband."