The Future King's

The Future King's
Eps 7's



Mr. Corner, he just arrived at the building in his usual neat clothes. The car is parked and will be continued by officers there to the basement.


"Welcome sir."


The security greeting on duty included the people who prevented Nara from entering last time.


Mr. Corner greeted back with a nod of his chin.


"Oh yeah, it's for you."


Mr. Corner said giving a small paper bag light brown on the head of security there.


No one was not curious, their eyes were fixed on the paper bag that was being given by Mr. Corner to their chairman.


"This is for me ?."


His words stammered and confused while receiving the parcel.


"Go ahead, sorry to have your stuff broken last time! ."


Without a definite explanation, Corner passed away leaving those who were still curious.


"Eh ? Sir what is this ?." The chief of security still called, calling Mr. Corner who no longer wanted to turn his head back.


"Try opening what's inside."


The members were so enthusiastic about the small brown paper bag.


The chairman also reached into the contents of the bah paper and how surprised he was, not only him but all members of security who saw.


"It's a cell phone."


"Well, this is the latest i-Phone."


The co-workers were so enthusiastic but the chairman, he was confused and silent for a moment.


"Who is this from ?." His murmur was however heard by his colleague who was still near the chairman.


"What not-nothing from the lady yesterday ?."


They guessed with the fact that maybe it was the truth.


"That must be him ! Who else, right ?!." Strengthened by other colleagues.


"If true, who is this ? Why is it that you're passing by Mr. Corner ?."


Their confusion really must be swallowed by themselves, because it is also impossible to ask.


...**...


"Dar"


Robert surprised Asnee who was sitting on a wall that could be reached from the second level of the school building, usually there is a comfortable place to hang out or look at the girls passing by.


"Aissh shit." Asnee's grunts slightly jumped up and grabbed Robert's neck so that his neck was slightly choked.


"Come on my handsome prince ! You won't be able to see that girl from here. Come with me !."


Robert is pulling Asnee somewhere else now. A few steps until Kevin looks to be sitting alone with drinks and food is available.


Not far from where she sat, it turns out Lukyanova and her two friends are in the field, sports with the middle ball they play now.


"Hurry, their classes will be over!." Kevin drew Asnee's hand to sit down immediately.


The views of the three friends also focus on Lukyanova and her two friends.


"Get him before anyone else has. You can do it, can't you, Vin ?!." Robert exclaimed with his mischievous mimic.


"Eum" Nudge kevin with high confidence.


Asnee stared alternately at her two friends then probed sharply. " Why are you guys the spirit ? There's no plan behind this support, is there ?." Asnee began to suspect.


Kevin also Robert confirmed his sitting. " Haey tch tch where there is such, right Bert?!, "Robert nodded confirming.


"It's rare!, since when is our prince interested in a girl ? Why not just close together ?! Especially touching. It's very rare !."


Exclaimed Kevin with both eyebrows continuously raised.


"Well, we wonder how the romance of the heir to the throne of Yodrak hahahaha."


"Yes yes, it's up to you."


Asnee stood up by taking the still intact aqua into the airy direction.


"Iiii hahahaha let's see how good our King is at seducing."


Robert and Kevin hit each other and also giggled when the direction is headed by Asnee field.


The situation of the field began to rowdy, students who were still exercising in the field were so happy when they saw Asnee approaching the field.


Only one girl who is not hysterical, who else if not Luyanova who is often called Yaya.


In between each other, Asnee he increasingly walked closer to Yaya to the point that no one was not surprised and envious at the moment.


"Yetoooo." Shake them.


Though they do not know the status of Asnee, which all dormitories and schools know only Asnee is a resident of Thailand, that's all.


"It's for you." Asnee thrust the water with a softened facial expression but still seemed cold.


"Thank you." Without reluctance or embarrassment, she accepts a gift from Asnee.


"Call Asnee instead." For a second he reviewed the smile with the twinkle of an eye beginning to look clear.


"Yeah ! Call by that name only !, "


"Thank you for taking a drink."


They also walk together occasionally having small conversations. Yaya forgot her two friends who kept staring enviously at her at this moment.


"This is my class, there's no way you're going to take a lesson here ?."


Their chatter was not felt until they were already in front of Yaya's class at the moment. Asnee regained her senses, she looked around carefully.


"If you need help, just find me" Asnee offered.


"Of course and I'll pay a visit to your class." Yaya answered with enthusiasm.


"Class ?." Asnee repeated. Yaya nodded.


"Why ? Can't ya ? It doesn't matter if you can't." Ketus Yaya however with her radiant face.


"Not ! It's not like that but I'm not in a regular class." Asnee straightens out.


" Oh yeah, so every other class is a room ? According to the professor who taught also times yes." Yaya nodded in understanding but with a glance in the corner of his eyes, as if suspicious of the class he took why different from himself and other friends.


"So where should I look ?."


Just acquaintance but they seem familiar and familiar before him.


"In the side garden, we were usually there for free time. "


" Ok."


Yaya entered her class and waved her hand with joy. The first impression in their introduction wasn't too bad as it looked.


"It turns out this is our prince." Robert's voice really caught Asnee off guard, until the king-to-be had to catch her breath slowly.


"Eumpphh, eu. mpph."


Kevin and Asnee compactly smother Robert's mouth and drag him away from the Yaya class area.


Elsewhere, Nara is preparing to board her private jet bound for Ireland. His business was done, and in Sweden he had no big business.


Orphanages, health centers and also some free schools for underprivileged children. That was all the social service that Nara was busy with now.


The private jet landed perfectly, Nara sauntered down from there and of course outside the airport was waiting by Zevan, accompanied by Sean of course.


Both of Nara's favorites are waist kecak leaning their bodies on the body of the car. Guards are everywhere, so tight with no loopholes.


"The uncle of his tree don't hug mama Zevan, point !."


It turns out that the two of them are at odds at this time. Sean snorted, he did not accept if Zevan forbade him.


"Like"


The answer from Sean made the atmosphere even more gripping. Zevan stood firmly in front of Sean who was still leaning and lowered his sunglasses in style.


"I'll whine at aunty Xavera and aunty Shabila if you're naughty."


A weapon that is often used by children in the mansion, but Sean is not Shane who can pretend to be afraid.


"So, just stir it up." Challenge Sean.


"Yeah uncle." Zevan is getting upset


"Boy."


Nara's voice is heard with a touch of heels right between her calls.


Two men of different ages turned in unison towards Nara.


" Mama." Shouted Zevan.


The eleven-year-old boy quickly ran towards his mama before being preceded by Sean.


"Wah Zevan handsome mama guess lazy pick up, uh it's not hahahah." Temptation Nara as usual, because of his own pleasure seduces his son.


"That's cold uncle that's his cause ! He threatened everything,"


"He said he wouldn't let little brother Ze play with me if he didn't pick up mom." Zevan is really complaining at the moment.


"Boy." Nara reprimands. Sean just shrugged both shoulders.


"Welcome back, kaka." Sean hugged Nara for so long and it was her purpose to make Zevan look jealous.


"Uncle loose."


"Eh ?." Confused Nara.


"Still little don't like to get angry later his old fret."


Before Zevan raged, Sean had already dodged. But still the mafioso around the airport is very happy with the familiarity in such a form.