The Womb to the Young Master

The Esp 55

Prilly pegs in front of a transparent glass-coated wall. Wailing the view of snowfall out there that began to subside, leaving the cold that bounced to make blurry on the transparent wall earlier.

Mr Revan when is his return? He complained in his heart.

There was a sense of anxiety lingering there while waiting for Revan's return.

He said for a second. It's been almost 2 hours, even now it's 12:15 midnight.

Prilly looked back at the empty street out there after turning briefly toward the clock hanging on the wall.

"Just wait, Miss. Mr. Revan will definitely be back. I know he's the kind of guy who likes to keep promises." The assistant spoke to him, sitting on the sofa with both arms folded over his chest. He chuckles at Prilly's anxiety, which worries Revan.

Prilly let out a heavy breath, before finally removing her grip on the glass wall. He turned around to sit down with Revan's assistant who accompanied him. His face was still tangled, due to the extreme worry of having to wait longer.

"Miss, sleep. It's getting late. Let me wait for Mr. Revan."

"No want! How can I sleep in peace, it's already this hour he still hasn't come home, let alone turn off his phone."

"Miss, it's snowing outside. It's possible he's just stuck by a pile of snow, and still waiting for the street cleaner."

Hearing that, Prilly's anxiety increased rapidly.

"You're saying I don't have to worry if the car is stuck in the middle of a snow-covered road, how can I not be anxious. What if something happens to her?" Prilly stood back up, pacing back and forth, biting her fingertips. One more hand stuck just below the elbow.

It seems, this Miss is no ordinary girl in Mr. Revan's eyes. I could get in trouble if I let him worry and wait at this hour. Ah, how should I?

The assistant begins to be made to panic by Prilly's stubbornness that worries her husband.

"Miss, just sleep. I promise I'll wait for him here. If necessary I will look for it if it still hasn't come in the next 1 hour."

"I told you, I don't want to! I'll keep waiting."

The assistant nodded. Close his seat roughly on the back of the sofa. "Alright," he replied languidly. His face was tangled, more than Prilly's.

Chequek!

The sound of the door opening up there managed to divert their conversation, spontaneously the two turned their heads.

Quickly Prilly ran a little forward there, welcoming the arrival of the employer and beloved husband. Revan was already standing in the doorway, but there was something different about his face that made Prilly look instantly anxious.

A bluish bruise stuck to Revan's face, and it was slightly swollen. The expression is flat and cold.

"Sir, what's wrong with your face?" Prilly's hand immediately touched the softness of the jaw, but as soon as Revan held it in, the still agonizing pain scared him of being touched.

"I'm fine!"

"It's okay how, bruised like this, tell me, what happened?"

Revan is still staring at him. His mind is not bad. Remembering what happened in front of the apartment. Sharta's confession that made her shock was still imprinted.

So .. Prilly is the daughter of a distinguished family. It was beyond my expectations. Now what should I tell him, should I cover up the truth until the time is right, or should I let him know for himself?

"Sir, why are you still silent. Come on in, I'll compress that wound." Prilly turned around, and was about to head to the sink to grab a large bowl of cold water. But just a step he moved, suddenly Revan held his hand. Making Prilly's steps stop and immediately turn back to her.

"Eh?" He jerks.

"Why don't you sleep at this hour?"

"Ehh, i-it, because I'm worried about you, I'm waiting for you."

"It's past 12. You should sleep, don't wait for me." Somehow, the dispute made Revan's emotions still alight there to want to express to Prilly, but without him knowing, he had hit Prilly's feelings. The girl was surprised by her sudden cold attitude.

"Eh?" He stared in disbelief. Why did Mr. Revan suddenly speak coldly. Huh, I'm not just worried about him, he shouldn't have replied with such a cold attitude.

Prilly brushed off Revan's arm that was still clasping on the back of his hand.

"I'm just waiting for you because I'm worried. No need to yell at me like that!" With a dejected face Prilly passed. Leaving behind Revan who was still pecking with a million chaotic thoughts in his head.

He went into the room, closed it. Prilly went up to her bed. The room that he had never even touched before, no matter how mystical the mind haunted him, his sense of regret towards Revan overcame fear.

He grumbled, just kept grumbling.

Meanwhile, Revan, who was staring, began to close the front door, moving towards the sofa, which an assistant had been waiting for him since.

"I'm sorry, sir. I told him to go to bed early, but he stubbornly wanted to wait for you."

Revan was still faithfully silent, not he listened to the assistant's words. A million raging thoughts were still gnawing at the contents of the head.

"Master?" The assistant jerked at him, making Revan surprised.

"Aah?" He looked fast.

"God, what's wrong with your face. Let me help you compress it, yeah!" Hurriedly his assistant stood up, took out a bowl of cold water, compressing to reduce the bruising on Revan's face. In a matter of minutes he came back..

Revan was still there. While the assistant had started compressing on his face. "Let me alone." Revan took over the wet cloth. Put it on your jaw for a while.

"Sir, what exactly is going on?"

Revan was still silent, for a moment he turned his head. "I got a little problem. It's about personal matters, nothing to do with business."

"Oh, sorry if I was presumptuous!"

"It's okay."

Both were silent for a moment.

"Sir, why are you making her mad."

"You mean?"

"The girl ...." His speech was interrupted as Revan looked back at him.

"Since Master left, he's always stood there, looking out just to wait for your return."

Deg.

Revan. Gosh darn. What I've done, I've worried her but when I met, I actually scolded her.

"Master?"

"You go home! Thank you for accompanying him." Suddenly Revan got up, he went from there.

"Ah, but, Master."

"Go home."

"Good, Sir." The assistant could only sigh in annoyance. Grab his coat and then go home with a grumpy heart.

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Revan opened the room plan inhabited by his wife. Dark, using only the illumination from the sleeping lamp. Prilly is seen lying there, covered in a thick blanket, facing the window.

Revan's plan approached him. Sitting on the lip of the bed, with legs dangling.

"Prilly? You're asleep already?"

There's no answer. But Prilly's roar of breath on her moving back, in rhythm with the blanket attached, seemed quick, indicating she was still awake.

"It's okay, Sir. Go sleep. Isn't it night?"

"Prilly, are you okay?"

Huh, what's wrong with him, why his attitude is always changing. Is he some kind of chameleon? He asked me if I was okay, of course I wasn't good, huh! Prilly grumbled inwardly.

"Prily?" He touched slowly, but quickly Prilly brushed him off.

"You're mad at me?" ask Revan.

"Of course I can't be mad at you, you're the boss, so be free to treat me."

"Prilly, not so."

"Then what?" Prilly turned. His eyes look a little glazed.

"You crying?"

Prilly removed a crystal that had escaped from her eyelids. "No," he answered, which made Revan laugh.

"I'm sorry, Prilly, I was still getting carried away with my emotions, there was a little bit of trouble that happened when I came out earlier."

"So right, you're having trouble. Then why not tell me?"

Revan was silent for a moment. "Ahh, it's not serious, it's about the office business."

"Master didn't lie, did he?"

"Eum!" Revan nagged.

"Then explain, how did you get that bruise?"

"Ah, you know it's winter outside, don't you? I got a little constrained on the way."

"Is that really so?"

"Of course."

"Do you know how I worry about you?"

Revan looked at him, silent. "Bad sir, you said it was just a little while away, but in fact you've made me wait a long time." Prilly grumbled sadly. But quickly Revan hugged her warmly.

"I'm sorry, Prilly. Ii'm sorry. I'm sorry I scolded you. I'm so scared of losing you."

"Hmm?" Suddenly Prilly looked up, he frowned in wonder.

"Master won't lose me. Where am I going? I belong to Master. Wouldn't the promising master continue with me."

Again, Revan looked at him. "Ah, you're right." Revan was silent for a moment, there was a glimmer of a smile expanding there.

They were silent for a moment.

"Prilly ...."

"Emm?"

"I want to ask."

"Yes, just ask, sir."

"If suddenly your life changes, ah .. I mean, if it turns out that you are the daughter of a distinguished family, then which path would you choose. Come with your new family, or stay loyal to me?"

"Huh?" Prilly gawked for a moment before finally breaking up. "Sir, what do you think, did you leave me to watch a movie. It's like it's not you."

"I'm serious, Prilly. Why are you laughing. I'm like this for fear of losing you." Again, that expression made Prilly stupefied.

"Such stories are possible in the real world. It's just a story I've seen a lot in movie dramas. Or the best-selling novels. I feel like you're a little silly today. Is it possible you actually went to the movies without me?"

"Ah, just tell me, which one will you choose?" Twice laughed, making Revan re-ignited emotions.

"Ah, alright, alright, I won't laugh anymore."

"So what's your choice?"

"Of course I choose to be with you. Besides, nothing like that would happen to me, would it?"

"Ah, did you really choose me. I'm glad it's your choice." Revan smiled happily, making Prilly a little surprised.

So .what now Mr. Revan really loves me. He imagines the no-no.

"Oh yes, Sir. There's something I want to ask you. It is, I sincerely hope that Master can grant it."

"Hmm, what's that, just say it?"

"This is about my father?"

Deg.

"Strade?" Suddenly Revan said that name. The face of President Sharta immediately crossed his mind as Prilly said the word father. Makes Prilly a little squeaky.

"Huh? Mean Sir?"

"Ah, no, continue."

Prilly remained silent, then ignored it. He considers it possible that Revan is experiencing a problem that is quite complicated, so his mind is divided.

"It's about my father, Jung Ah."

"Yes?"

"Ahh, that's .. I recently contacted a nurse there. They said my dad was better. I can walk even if I still have to use a cane."

"Hmm, thank goodness. I'm so glad to hear that. Do you want us to go see him?"

"Ahh, no, not about this."

"So?"

"May I ask you more."

"Yes, anything I'll do for you, Prilly."

"I want you to release me from the bondage of the contract with Miss Priska. I just want my father to be in your care. Not the supervision of Miss Priska."

Revan looked at him for a moment. This time he was confused, actually granting Prilly's request was an easy thing, only if it breaks the contract with Priska, it means the same as he drove himself into the wall of problems that had been damming.

Because the contract became the basis of evidence that all the mistakes that occurred in their relationship began from Priska.

What am I supposed to do?

"alright. I'll do it" he said raucously, sparkling Prilly's eyes.

"really?" Spontaneous girl scatters a warm hug on Revan. "Thank you, Mister. I love you."

Revan didn't dwell on it. The taste of haru barcombing pounding on the chest makes it dead lice. Especially, now his little sister suddenly stood up straight, cheering up and thrashing, wanting to immediately get warm. But considering that his wife was pregnant young, Revan could not take his right, finally Revan could only resign, downing the saliva that began to feel heavy while trying to resist the passion that attacked suddenly.