The Womb to the Young Master

The Eps 21

Revan had finished taking Priska to the apartment of his residence, the girl came down not spared to stay spoiled.

Along the way, the girl had been unceasingly clinging to Revan's shoulder. But Revan could not be evasive, because he had to focus on the wheel, or it could have been his life became a victim of a new collision on the road.

"Thank you, my husband Sayaang."

"Ck, next time you bother me again while driving, I'll drop you on the road."

Revan's cold and unequivocal statement left Priska speechless, but not Priska by name if it traumatized her and then stopped flirting with Revan.

All right, you can ignore me now, Revan. But look what I can do. You are my husband, I deserve your love.

He looked at the sports car that was now getting farther away, gradually disappearing from view.

Prilly, you're totally outrageous. You dare to act over the line. I have given you kindness but still want to take my husband, I will not forgive you.

*****

"Today's meeting was enough to get here. Thank you for your cooperation." Revan ended the meeting that afternoon by closing the laptop. All began to shift the chair they sat before, then moved slowly while talking to the canteen that was provided by the Arkandi Group Company. All engrossed in talking with colleagues, only Revan and who seemed busy with his own files, tidying up some worksheets to take to a private office space.

"Sir Director." Someone jerked. Revan's assistant was seen talking in the doorway, one hand even still hanging on the handle. Revan looked up small.

"Em, what's wrong?"

"You're wanted by President Harlem, he's waiting in his room."

Why are you looking for me again. If to discuss Priska, I'm very reluctant to go there.

"Okay, tell him I'll be there in ten minutes."

"Good, sir." The man re-collapsed the door leaf and disappeared behind it. Meanwhile, Revan, he just managed to pack his files which then went directly to the private office space to store the documents there.

He walked quickly, and because the distance of the private office with the meeting room was quite close, Revan finally arrived quickly.

Just as the door of the room opened, the figure of the irritating girl again present filled his vision room. The girl who was ready to start a new mess in the peace of her life that day.

Huh, not in the apartment or in the office, Priska always bothers me. Don't blame me if soon this will get rid of you as far away. His mind was muttering in annoyance

"Revan, I came to visit you" he said. "Hmm, so here's the atmosphere in my husband's office, your room is quite comfortable," This time he went back to the spoiled, approaching the director as if Revan liked him.

"Go home, this is not a recreational place that you can visit at any time."

"Ehh, I just arrived, why tell me to go home anyway. You haven't had lunch, have you, honey? How about we eat at a steakhouse near my boutique. It's a new restaurant opened by my family, try to taste, you must like."

Revan who seemed busy putting various files on the table now looks idle. He turned his head, looking at the girl who looked not much different from the female fox.

Then began to approach, the look in his eyes fixed to make the girl a little kagok.

Uh, what's wrong with him?

Revan stepped over for sure, like a hungry wolf about to pounce on a prey.

Deg.

Priska's plan went backwards, but Revan continued to approach until Priska's step was already docked to the wall. He stopped, there was no room to step back.

Revan drew closer, with eyes increasingly cold and sharp.

"Re-revan, what do you want?" Priska was getting nervous.

"I want what you said? Didn't you force me this way. Aren't you always clinging to me?"

"Geeh!" Priska's barely wide-eyed. 'What would it like? Why is his look so scary?

Revan was getting closer, their distance was only about an inch, he had even closed his hands to the wall, locking Priska in the middle.

"You want me to do it where, huh, over here?" Revan was still staring with an eerie cold highlight. His hands began to trace the girl's smooth neck. He tested Priska.

"What do you mean?"

"Do you want to do it or not?" This time Revan spoke a little bluffing. Prika no longer dare to say, only looks heavy swallow saliva. "Why, are you afraid? Then don't keep playing me." Revan again stood up straight, giving the girl a long distance, while his pair of eyes still did not move from Priska's face that began to fear.

Priska's heart was already pounding.

Dag. Dugs.

Dag. Dugs.

Pale instantly decorated on his face.

"You scared?" ask her with a deadly expression, while moving away slowly. "Then, don't you ever interrupt my life, again my personal, do you understand?"

Priska was silent, she was so frightened that there was no word from her lips.

"Oh yeah, didn't you ever ask me to have fun with that girl you sent, I hope you don't forget!"

Priska remembers the first time she sent Prilly to Revan. He asked Revan to have fun.

"I just wanted to say, thank you for your gift. I like it so much." He laughed, then left Priska there.

"Tommy, help you take care of my wife, take her home." Revan commands one of his newly arrived assistants in front of the office.

One of the other assistants immediately followed Revan from behind, to head for Harlem's office space.

Revan moved quickly towards the office space of President Harlem. Along the way he did not look riled up, his face looked flat as if he had no burden. Yes, that is one of the great talents that Young Master Revan does possess.

He grabbed the phone in his pocket. Whether what creatures have instigated it, the thought of work began to divide with the girl who is now faithfully waiting in the apartment.

Prilly, what is he doing now? All this time I've been cold to her, what am I supposed to do?

The phone that was in his pocket had moved into his hand, but Revan only stared at the Prilly number listed in his contact.

Why is it so hard to contact him. Call or just send a message.

Revan begins to be unable to control himself when he sees a photo of Pirlly on his phone. His smile suddenly expands there.

"Master?" The assistant who had been following him touched him.

"Ah, what's wrong?"

"It seems, today the mood of the Master is quite happy."

Revan chuckled little to hear it. "Yes, I'm actually thinking about something, what do men usually do when they want to please their women? Because I'm not used to this."

"Well, you asked the right man, sir. About the business of pleasing women, I'm the expert." He chuckled and then murmured when he saw Revan's flat and cold look waiting for a definite answer. He realized, it seemed like he had been talking too much.

That makes him a little awkward.

Geez, he's human or something, his attitude is cold.

"I usually give her gifts of jewelry or expensive clothes and such. Well, women like that."

"Hm ...." Revan was a little bit of a grunt. "But this girl doesn't like that."

Huh huh? Miss Priska doesn't like that, which is weird. She's the Queen of Shoppers.

All the staff do know Priska as a spoiled, haughty girl, who likes to waste money to just make a splash.

"Hmm, yes, sir. Then, how about taking her to the movies!"

Spontaneous Revan turned. "Cinema yes, but .. I've never been there."

"Seriously, you've never been there?" His gaze was in disbelief.

"Yes, I think watching is boring."

"Ah, then, sir try it first. Usually women also like to be invited to watch."

"Your advice is good too, I'll try." Revan started typing messages in his gawai. The words begin to be written but are again deleted. Many times he wrote but again deleted. He could finally just sigh heavily.

"Huh, why is it so hard to text her?"

The assistant he had been following since then continued to pay attention. "Need help, sir?"

"Aah?" Revan jerks. "Can." He gave his phone to the assistant. With passionate enthusiasm, the man wrote a message that Revan felt quite long. And directly send it to the number that has been listed without asking permission first.

"Hey, why so long?"

The man smiled, then handed the phone back into Revan's hands. "What did you write? Wait, you sent it, without my permission?"

"Lord read it first!" He spoke interspersed with a smile full of confidence, very sure that Revan would like the results of his work there.

My dear wife, who is beautiful and seductive, will you go watch with me?

The contents of the message did not escape he peppered emot kiss. Makes Revan suddenly wide-eyed.

"What's this?" He was surprised not kepalang, and immediately wanted to delete, but suddenly seen a three-point swaying in the chat application, which means that the message was not only sent but also readable, he said, even the recipient has typed in a reply message.

God, you stupid assistant!

Beeping.

The notification sounded. Half-fret he opened the message.

Sir, it looks like you sent it wrong.

Jamb.

Oh, no, he's read it.

"Ah, you are so careless." Revan grumbled angrily at the assistant earlier, walking one step ahead.

Loh, wasn't he the one who asked for help, why now even angry at me. The assistant scratched his head, confused.

Prilly, please don't respond, the message sent wasn't from me. Revan could only reply with that sentence.

Fucked it all, ahh ....

One more will soon follow. 🤗