The Womb to the Young Master

Eps 17's

Revan still clasped tightly onto Prilly's cold body over his chest. The elevator door was open, he came out closer to the front door of the apartment. Although a little difficult, but Revan managed to also enter the code.

He put Prilly on the mat in his room. Yeah, because now Priska's filling Prilly's room.

Revan also straightened both legs and folded Prilly's hands on the chest. A thick blanket helped warm Prilly's body.

Is this right, is he gonna be okay? he hesitated in his heart.

He was silent, long enough to stare at the girl's face. He thought, maybe Prilly's asleep.

"What did you do?"

Revan jerks. Oh, my God, I thought he was sleeping?

"Are you feeling better now?" ask Revan.

"Emm," Ogre.

"Thank God, then, you sleep in my room tonight."

"Thank you, but what about your own master?"

"You don't have to worry about me, I can sleep on the couch!"

Revan did not realize, this time there was a glimmer of a smile expanding between his two lips as he spoke to the girl.

Mr. Revan still has a gentle demeanor, I think he's been just a cocky and cold guy all along. Long enough Prilly stared at him without blinking, making Revan a little awkward.

"Master?"

"Yes?"

"You're sweet when you smile!"

Deg.

Prilly's expression managed to make him pause for a moment with an unblinking look.

Whahuh? He just praised, right?

He's still staring fixedly.

Dag dug's.

Dag dug's.

What's wrong with me? Why do I feel nervous like this, why does her smile look so sweet and warm?

The blood murmur instantly flowed warmly towards the top of the head. The hue on Revan's cheeks was almost pink.

"Ah, is that so?" awkward answer.

"Em." The girl gave a small nod, still with a smile there.

Revan's a little awkward. "Then, I'll get out now." Slowly he closed it. As Revan's two arms almost disappeared behind the door, he suddenly reopened. "Ohh ...,"

"Emm?"

"No, just .. if you have anything you need, just send a message through your phone!"

Prilly's sweet smile was thrown in response to 'yes' Revan's remark.

"All right, good rest."

This time, the door was completely shut.

Duh, what's wrong with me? Revan started to step towards the sofa. Lose his body there. Prilly's face was still in her mind. Why does he feel like a ghost now?

Meanwhile, Prilly, who still has not closed her eyes, is busy with questions that are now in her head.

I didn't think Mr. Revan was so good, hmm but who was the guest who visited earlier, it seems like he is quite powerful.

He wandered for a while until he realized. 'Oh yes, but why did the young master take me to his room, why not just in my room, strange. He's swiping around.

Huh, this room reminds me of a bitter memory.

Prilly began to press the temple, then wrapped her body perfectly with a blanket.

Don't think no, Prilly. The girl tried to support herself.

******

The sunshine greeted the morning. The warm light burst into the glass wall in Prilly's room.

Priska's awake. He rubbed both eyes. Waving the blanket that had warmed her sleep since last night. The girl has not been aware of her whereabouts since last night sleeping in Prilly's room.

Slowly he moved out of bed. Walk to the bathroom to clean yourself. Until his head hit the wall then he began to wake up.

"Switch," the ringis slow. Swiping away the jidat who had just become a victim of carelessness. "Wait!" It's fully realized. "It doesn't look like this is my room, where am I, what exactly is going on?"

Priska twisted her body, undoing the initial intention with the intention of bathing in the bathtub. He chose to go to the door.

Kriee.

Slowly he opened, worried that he was being kidnapped, then it meant that the criminals were waiting outside, but he seemed to have misjudged.

Priska stepped slowly. Now, the entire architect of the luxurious room was clearly visible.

"Wait a minute, this looks like Revan's apartment." He rubbed his eyes, just wanting to make sure it wasn't a dream. "I don't think I'm dreaming."

"August, Miss. You're up?" Priska turned towards the voice. Two women in typical waiter clothes greeted kindly. "Oh, waiter!"

Mr. Harlem, exactly what happened .what does that mean, why is it here. Last time I remember just being at the bar. Did Revan pick me up here, what did it mean all night I slept with Revan? Ahh what dream is this ....

He started smiling alone.

"Then, where is Mr Revan?"

"Mr Revan?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"All night he sleeps on the couch."

Jamb.

"What's? You serious?"

"Yes, Miss."

'Oh, that's right. His wife was here, he chose to sleep on the sofa instead. Oh right, where is that country girl, she has no intention of teasing my husband Revan, right?

"All right, I think I'm better now. Thank you for taking care of me, you can go home now, say hello to my lady and Mr. Harlem."

"Okay, Young Miss." They lowered their heads, then went into a small room, seemingly packing a few items before leaving.

Priska slid towards the sofa. From there, the end of the blanket was almost touching the floor.

That must be Revan.

He was still there, until. Now it is clear Revan's figure is lying on the sofa.

He began to approach the husband of the skit that was sleeping, close his head until the distance between them was only a little, Priska began to squat right in front of Revan's face.

Hmm, after I noticed, my husband is indeed handsome. Why did I just realize it. I shouldn't have been with him, not with Joshua the traitor.

"Revan Iaaang," Priska called out quietly, making the man squirm a little. He had not yet woken up, only his sighs sounded somewhat delirious.

"Revan, I'm here, don't you miss me?"

"Yes, I miss you, Prilly!" his answer was half conscious, making the spoiled Priska who was smiling instantly turn wry. He stood up to get away from the previously close-by view.

"Revan!" call him spoiled, swaying slowly Revan's body. This time his voice was a little loud, making Revan wake up from his sleep. The man blinked, and was immediately shocked to find Priska who now attached her hand to the man's body. Spontaneous Revan brushed it off.

"What are you doing, get your hands off my body!"

"Gee!" Priska is surprised by Revan's response, but she still thinks positively. "Revaaan, why is your tone so rude, I'm your wife!"

"Cih, you're delirious, yeah. Looks like last night's alcohol wasn't completely gone from your body. Go, wash your messy face, and don't try to touch me again, you make me nauseous, you know!" decih Revan is up. He went straight to the bathroom outside the room. Meanwhile, Priska was slightly stunned to see the fact Revan was no longer glancing at him, instead saying he had a messy face and made nausea.

What, my face makes him nauseous. Aghh is outrageous once he.

"Revan!" Priska began to stand up, furious that she was also tightly clenching both hands. His appearance already looked as scary as kuntilanak.

"Ck, let alone."

"You .. how dare you say that!"

"Why, after all, why did you come to my apartment, you almost messed up our charade, you know!"

"What do you mean?"

"Let me tell you. My parents visited last night, and you with the smell of alcohol came to my apartment. You almost messed up everything."

"Why? Just because you're angry, is this play more important than me?"

"Of course!"

"What??"

"We've been through it, I don't like cancelling something that's already been going on."

"But, Revan ...."

"Here you go, I'm busy, I want to work."

"Is all this because of the village girl?"

The statement stopped Revan's move. He turned his body to face Priska.

"So I'm right, all this because of that village girl!" His smile looked cynical and half insulting.

"Enough, Priska! I don't want to hear you say she's a country girl anymore!"

What?....even now Revan is starting to defend her.

"But, Revan ...."

"There's no word but, you sent her to me, can't you see her sacrifice, she's even willing to conceive the child you were supposed to live with."

Priska was silent to hear it.

Whahuh? So ... Is it possible that Revan wanted me before?

Both silent. Only their eyes clashed with each other, replacing the chatter that was now beginning to falter. Revan's gaze looked cold and hateful, while Priska looked remorseful.

"Revan, can we start all over again?"

"What's? You're still really drunk apparently."

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