The Young Master's Blind Wife

No need to speak well to him

"I haven't finished this off your game yet" Rosa said suddenly. Looking at Farhan who was playing his gambling game.

"You like my sister, don't you" said Rosa.

"You just admitted it." Staring at Rosa and smiling disdainfully.

"Mr Farhan First son of Mr. Ten. Your wealth still lost far from Arga but, you're pretty good and pretty good if I work together instead," looked at Farhan happily and sparkled with a big smile.

Open the card and Rosa closes her mouth. Smiling looked at the disappointed Farhan.

"What do you want" said Farhan flatly.

"Easy, um, we drink" said Arga.

On the table are drinks available and there is a comfortable sofa. Farhan and Rosa sat together on one long sofa.

"I want you to take Ayla away from her happiness."

Instantly Farhan smiled in anguish.

"Heh. suck. You're a weird sister. I've done that."

" Well I know you did that and you almost died because Arga made you lose a lot of blood with the bullet, didn't you."

"Rosa. Go don't bother me" said Farhan.

"No, I'll wait for your answer until you say yes."

"What is your business. Whether or not I want to do something to Ayla you won't care anymore."

"One more thing I don't like to set."

Rosa chuckles. Pouring wine into Farhan's glass.

"You're sure, but, I can kill Ayla right away if you don't want her anymore." Instantly Farhan looked at Rosa sharply.

At once also the faces of Farhan and Rosa were so close to the distance that it could make them feel each other's breath.

"I remind YOU, DON'T INTERFERE WITH MY BUSINESS AND YOU DO YOUR OWN THING." Suppress all his threat.

"Hem. sure.. I'm gonna finish him off and you're gonna watch him die."

Pushed Farhan and left with a smile, nodded then walked away.

In his room, two people were silent for the past few hours.

Arga looked at Ayla who had been silent since then and after dinner too.

"Aylla. I'm sorry, " said Arga.

"Yes." Yeah."

Ayla stared at the television that showed action movie scenes.

"Aylla..."

"what?" said Ayla who began to melt and now looked at Arga with an annoyed look.

Turn off the television. And get closer to Ayla.

"I went to finish my business and now I'm straight back after my business is done."

Ayla nodded.

"Now don't be angry."

"That's why the phone's not in need."

"Why?"

"You didn't send any messages you didn't call me at all Arga."

"Use Ayla later I'll call you if the situation is relaxed when I get out of town."

Take the phone from Ayla's hand and put it on the nightstand next to Arga's phone.

****

"You all can't be counted on. Look what if they leak all this information." Emilio is upset many times over due to a plan that again failed. And his men who were detained by Dafa.

"Sorry Sir."

"SILENT.. BE QUIET.. ALL SHUT UP OR I'LL SHOOT YOU IN THE HEAD RIGHT NOW, HUH..."

"Arga marvelino..." Throw the glass until the square-headed on the floor.

At once the sound of the car and also footsteps approached Emilio.

"Emilo. stop bothering my son. I purposely let your plans go this afternoon. And tonight I'm here to make sure your plans fail again." To the point Arga's father when he had seen Emilio from a distance his steps entered the Mansion.

"Haahah.you came by yourself.your foot stepped on the house and the floor which is actually illegal for you to step on Luis." Stare lightly.

Smiling at Emilio.

"Talk well to make you understand. This afternoon's example should make you understand that you can't touch my daughter-in-law even if it's the tip of her fingernails."

"Well.. So arrogant." Throwing away his face and standing up walked over to Father Arga.

Chuckles. Emilio frowned.

"Without the help of the woman who hypnotized my son-in-law the man wouldn't be able to take her away either."

"I know you asked him to do that. He agrees and the way is his and not yours. It also proves that he doesn't believe in your lousy plans."

"Bad.. Luis. I haven't accepted you making fun of me since. You're more than..."

"Just forget about that past and now you have to live happily with your wife before I tell her about your relationship with Utami."

"THE MUSIC!"

"YESA.. Brother. what.." he said in a mocking tone.

"You are old and I am too. You're gonna have a granddaughter now. Repent." Arga's smiling father walked over and tidied up Emilio's shirt collar.

"Sad.. You're the one who should apologize to me and give me that legacy right now."

Arga's father who had stepped away instantly stopped his steps and turned his face into annoyance and gloom.

"Later when you get better and then I'll give it to you," just turned to the side and walked away from Emilio.

"Well, I'll do anything for future grandchildren and you want to incite my wife. If my wife is angry and angry, I'm just happy again I can finish off your son's happiness."

Keep stepping away from the mansion and Emilio who was still talking at length.

*****

A bright morning with dew still covering the sun.

Busy with Arga and also breakfast that has been completed in cooking.

Now Ayla helps Arga get ready with his tie and suit then shoes.

Instantly Arga invites Ayla to sit quietly. Pecking Ayla's head. Stepping off his shoes.

Then wear it in front of Ayla.

"It's all, it's breakfast now and you also have to have the right breakfast" Arga said. Arga invites Ayla to have breakfast with him.

Arriving at the dinner table all had gathered and Arag's father was saraoan first.

"Dad sorry long time.." Ayla said with her happy and bright face.

"Well, you're so happy, baby." Arga's father stroked Ayala's head like his own.

"Dad ask for tea without sugar. It's hot" he said.

Ayla nodded her head to the kitchen to make it.

Arga sat in a chair near his father.

"I came to his place last night and said it well" Dad said.

"There's no need that old man can't talk either."

"Sop up a little with your uncle."

"Heah.. Uncle. There is no uncle's title for him from me because of his bad deeds to Mother and father as well as Grandpa."

"Forget about that, I've forgotten him too. Your uncle needs a fresh breeze to make him think clearly."

"Hem."

Arga's father could only exhale his coarse breath when Arga simply replied with dehemence. Not long ago Ayla came up with two warm drink shells.

Unsweetened coffee and dregs for Arga and jasmine tea for his father-in-law.

"Ayla."

"Ayla."

Ayla looked at each other and Ayla's gaze at her father and husband also stared alternately.

" l-yes.. Why Dad.. Arga."

Instantly the atmosphere becomes more rigid because Arga and her father do not want to give up to be able to talk to Ayla well.

"Yes.well.. Ayla will deliver lunch to Dad and Arga. Ayla doesn't promise but, if Ayla can Ayla will deliver."

"It's better to eat at home at lunch so Ayla's sister is not tired" said Lalita immediately.

"Lalita," said Arga and her father, with a sharp look and a look that followed Lalita into the kitchen.

"Haah.I will go home," said Arga relented.

His father also nodded.

"Well now it's a little hotter this is also seven o'clock.."

Drive up to the terrace kissing into the two hands of the man who is about to go to work.

"Be careful Dad.. Arga." said Ayla.

With a bright smile, of course.