The Will of Young Master

Alarm

"Ohahaaaaaaaannnnn!!!!"

Abyan immediately ran dragging Vivian out of the President's room. Ray must have been very ashamed of his image as a charismatic Young Master but the cold collapsed instantly into a Young Master who could not dwell in front of his wife.

Abyan pulled Vivian's wrist up to the front door of the elevator. Sasha, Mr. Andi and Mr. Gito just silently did not dare to ask what happened, after the sound of the Young Master's rampage now they watched Assistant Yan running around with his hands clasped. Viviane.

"Ma-I'm sorry, I have to pull you out of there right away before Young Master is angrier than ever."

Abyan let go of his hand.

"Ti--it's okay-what-, Assistant Yan. It was like a rollercoaster ride inside" said Vivian holding her chest, neutralizing her faster-than-usual heartbeat, either out of fear of the Young Master or because of Assistant Yan's intense gaze on her.

"You can go home, Miss, but Young Master will definitely ask you to come back because Miss Tisha's business is not finished yet."

Abyan returned to his formal attitude again, which made an awkward atmosphere between them.

"Ba-well, Assistant Yan. But, please answer my question one-on-one because this makes me break my own promise to his sister Tisha, but I am also afraid of the Young Master if it does not do what he asks."

Abyan was silent, did not agree nor did he refuse, just the look of his eyes that he was more sharpened on the beautiful doctor while pressing the elevator button.

"What does Tisha have to do with Young Master?"

A few seconds later Abyan replied, "Miss Tisha is Young Master's Sister-in-law."

Vivian's eyes widened in disbelief at what she had just heard, "So his wife who called earlier was Litha??? Tisha has only two sisters, one Litha and the other is still in school, there is no way Young Master is married to his sister who is still in school."

"Ma-I mean Assistant Yan, Litha is Young Master's wife?"

Abyan did not answer yes nor did he answer no.

Tinggg ...

Elevator door opens, "Please Miss ... "

"Ta-but, answer my question first, is Litha Young Master's wife, Assistant Yan?" asked Vivian who refused to get into the elevator

Instead of answering, Abyan pushed Vivian's body into the elevator and said, "As per Miss' request, I only answered one question."

He then pressed a button to close the elevator door and let Vivian yell back with him, unconsciously his smile expanded and it was clearly visible in the eyes of Mr. Andi and Mr. Gito, the bodyguards guarding the President's floor.

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Ting Tong's ...

Litha opened the door, Her husband is home. But he found Ray's face folded like a fold of clothes that were at the bottom of the closet.

"Assistant Yan, why my husband? What the hell happened to him? Last phone call you said he was okay. But why is his face so sour?" cerocos Litha looked at her husband's face, which glared past his wife without greeting.

Abyan did not make a sound, he did not want to make his master angry anymore. Upon returning to deliver Vivian, he was almost hit by throwing things if only he was not nimbly evasive.

"Mas, why? Still have stomach pain? Do we need to go to the doctor? Or is the doctor here?" litha asked in a row following her husband's step into the room, leaving Abyan in front of the open door without letting her in first.

"Jeez ... This couple .. is very willing to treat people!" abyan swore in his heart with annoyance.

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Ray took off his shirt in a huff, I don't know what made him. Is it because of Vivian's story about Tisha? Or was it Litha's decision not to bring her back? Or the shame on dr. Vivian?

Litha looked at her husband's field chest without a cover, only her material pants were still used. Litha knew there was something Ray was thinking about instead of a stomach ache like he said earlier. Directly hugging her husband, Ray smiled faintly, he returned his wife's embrace and put his chin on Litha's head that was stuck to his chest.

"Whatever it is that makes Mas riled, do not let it drag on." Litha tightened her arms as if transferring warmth to drive away Rayyendra's turmoil.

"Lith, what is your heart made of? Why are you so easy to forgive people?" His chin was still stuck on Litha's head but his eyes were staring at the starry night sky from the window of the room that had not been closed.

Litha unraveled their embrace, her countenance looking astonished at her husband's question, staring at the man's brownish netra she asked back, "I mean Mas?"

"Ah, come on, don't think about it. I just feel so lucky to have you, even if I disagree with you sometimes."

"The husband of a wife is two souls, two persons and two brains who have different thoughts, which cannot be the same and can be equated. Simply accepting each other and understanding will make the relationship strong. That's what Mom told me when I confided in her that you're acting like me?"

"When do I want to be with you?"

"When I became your personal servant in early marriage. You know, Mother justifies that a wife is her husband's personal servant in everything that no one else can do - when I mean a personal servant in the real sense, actually, serve you like a maid-not the figurative form I mean."

"Hahahaha .. really? I have to thank my mother-in-law. If only he had lived, I would have shown this twinkle in your eyes to him, that you were happy to be my personal servant-servant in figurative form as I intended."

"Mas thanks Mom for providing the best care at RS. Medical Health-and this feeling of happiness I always mention in prayer for Father and Mother, so that they there know that I have found my happiness and do not have to worry about me anymore."

"A, Litha .... I don't know what else to say to you. You really are an angel to me," said Ray smiling and softly vouching his wife's sweet lips. Litha welcomed him by replying more than just mengu*lum.

"Raaaayyy, can I go home?!?" abyan shouted suddenly.

"Yes, go home!"

Ray was no less shouting from inside the room shortly after releasing his kiss.

"Don't forget the door is closed, Assistant Yan!"

This time it was Litha who shouted and afterwards resumed their kiss.

Brakkkk ....

The loud sound of the door closing made Ray and Litha startled and then chuckled softly.

"Mas, surely Assistant Yan is very upset at us. He slammed the door again. Is he always that when he's angry? Have we gone too far with him?"

"Leave it. I don't know how many doors he will slam until he finds his soul mate, hehehehehe ... "

"Oh yeah, Mom, is your stomach still uncomfortable? This morning, I said so."

"Mahaha .... No, honey-I rarely have stomach pains because I take care of the food that goes in my body-even as I remember I last got a stomachache in 1st grade."

Litha's eyes glanced, asking for more answers.

"I just can't stand every morning going to the office you always tease me by preparing breakfast wearing lingerie without underwear. You always make my wand stand up straight, honey, like now."

Litha's face reddened, she resigned when Ray finally asked for her right as husband.

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"G ... You two are! If you're not close together, it's a real hassle for me. One 'Yaaaaannn' the other 'Assistant Yan'. Once it was close together, my presence was not considered. Haiisshhh .. It turns out that Uncle was wrong, my work was not reduced but even increased - not to mention that later a junior Pradipta was born, added another shout, 'Pamaaaaaaaaan'."

Abyan rattled while driving all the way back to his apartment. It still comes to her memory when Ray asks her to live in one of his apartment buildings. He immediately refused on the most reasonable grounds possible, because he did not want to take care of a 'child' for a very personal matter. Like her relationship with Ramona at that time, she did not want to participate in their romance.

But look now, Rayyendra's life has been taken care of all outside the inside without exception, but at least he is no longer the lever of emotional security Mr. Mudanya. Now he's just enough of an alarm, and it's a lot lighter in his duty than it is to be the safety lever that Litha, his beloved wife, now holds.

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