The Exclusion of the Arrogant Young Master

A bowl of soup

Dira who heard the words of Airin only snorted annoyed and furious with the words of Airin who was so desperate to get engaged to her husband. What a shameless woman, thought Dira.

"Prophe dong... At the moment Darren is busy with his new position as CEO," said Oma Ros to calm Airin who is impatient to have Darren.

"Yes... But when?" Whimper spoiled Airin.

"Just as soon as you get engaged to Darren, if necessary, get married immediately" said Oma Ros.

"Yes, Oma. Don't lie to me!" Airin.

"Yes... But you have to be patient" Oma Ros told Airin.

"Alright.." answered Airin listlessly.

Dira continued his steps up to the second floor and did not care about the existence of Airin in the house. Arriving at the room, Dira immediately closed the door of her room and put the glass on the nightstand.

Until noon Dira did not leave the room again. She was lazy to go out of the room and reluctant to meet face to face with the woman who wanted to have her husband.

When he was busy surfing on social media, suddenly his bedroom door was knocked.

Tok to tok.

Dira immediately opened the door.

"Darren...."

Dira is surprised by Darren's return, as it is not usual for her husband to come home sooner.

"Why so?" tanyanya embraces Dira's waist and steps into her room.

"Not anymore. Tumben's coming home at this hour?" tanyanya was suspicious. Is it possible that Darren came home quickly because there is Airin at home? thought Dira.

"Why indeed. Can't I go home soon?" Answer Darren. He came home early because he got a report from his art that Airin came to visit his house, while at home there were no mami Yuli and Mr. Bagaskara. Darren, who is anxious about Dira, hastily left his piled up work especially now that he has become a CEO and certainly more and more work.

Darren doesn't want to let Dira get hurt by Airin. Darren knows what Airin looks like when he's provoked by his emotions.

"Yes... No reason, I was just. Wrong!" Said Dira pursing her lips.

"No. Emm... Have you eaten yet? If we haven't eaten outside, I'd like to." Tawar Darren as he looked at the shade of the face of his beloved wife.

Dira shakes. "No ah... I don't want to eat out. We'll have lunch at home, how?"

"Well, how comfortable are you, Ra," said Darren.

"If so let's go down," asked Dira who directly flanked Darren's muscular arm and kissed his muscular arm.

When he arrived at the dining room, it turned out that his lunch had not been served at the dining table.

"I went to the kitchen first...." Said Dira and immediately got a nod of the head by Darren.

"Eh, miss!" Shocked mba Siti for focusing too much on cooking. " Non soon. Is non really hungry?" Ask again.

"Hunger, this is already in lunch hour," replied Dira casually. Dira approached Mba Siti and extended her neck to see what was cooked by mba Siti.

"It's over soon, non."

"Where's the bat?" tanya Dira cawling looking for the existence of bi Tatik.

"For ironing, non," replied mba Siti.

"Oh...." While nodding his head.

At the dining table. Darren, who was waiting for his lunch, was suddenly approached by Airin. Darren's shoulder was palpated by Airin who was now standing beside Darren with a teasing smile. Darren shook the hand of Airin perched on his shoulder and ignored Airin's presence beside him.

"Don't hate me too much, Ren. Hate and love are so thin." Tukas Airin looked at Darren's handsome face.

"Now you hate me, but later after we get married your hate turns into love."

"Ck ... Very pede!" Ketus Darren . " Don't expect me to marry you! That's never gonna happen!" Sergeh Darren stared at the cynical face of Airin.

"We'll see" he said.

Darren wakes up and intends to leave Airin. Airin courageously hugged Darren from behind.

"Deliver!!" Hardik Darren was very loud.

"don't want. Just so you know, I've loved you for a long time" said Airin, who tightened her arms around Darren's waist.

"No off! Otherwise you will know the consequences!"sergeant Darren who tried to release Airin's hand that was getting coiled tightly around his waist.

"Darren...." Call Dira.

"Mirror...." Darren exclaimed rounding his eyes and releasing the hand of Airin perched on his waist forcefully.

Dira immediately stepped over to Darren and Airin. The look on Dira's face implied anger, even her eyes were so sharp. Dira was already standing in front of Darren while carrying a vegetable soup in his hand.

Dira looked at Darren and Airin alternately and....

Byurrs

Dira watering Airin with a bowl of vegetable soup.

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To be continued....