The Young Master's Love Story

The Young Master's Love Story
CHAPTER 13



At five o'clock in the afternoon when Rasya came home, he took care of some files that he had not checked. He will check it again tomorrow as he needs a break to work again tomorrow struggling with a lot of files that will not be endless.


Rasya got out of his chair, he put on his suit and opened the door to the bottom floor. Everyone who passed by him was always respectful and submissive, Rasya only responded with a cold gaze.


Not long after Haris also caught up with his superior who was already at the elevator door, he pressed the button and some time the box door opened automatically. The two went downstairs to where the vehicle was parked.


"Oh, yes, Race. Last night there was no show?" ask Haris his personal assistant and his best friend.


"What's wrong?" ask back.


"We hang out yuk? Long time ago we did not like it again, the other friends on nanyain we both," replied Haris who told Rasya.


Rasya did not answer, he thought for a moment. The time that began to be busy in a few days and so on, either until whenever he could just throw his breath slowly and look at his best friend.


"I don't know, Ris. You know my schedule is always busy every day, and you are always reading my schedule right!" asked Rasya again, he only followed him according to the schedule read by Haris.


Haris nodded and agreed with his best friend, he was also as busy as he would accompany his best friend wherever he went.


"Yes, I'm looking for the right time for us to hang out, I'll find a schedule that fits and loose when the schedule is not crowded," haris advice gives a reason and looks for the right time to gather with his other friends.


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At the top of the residence of the house Bella sister of Tasya who said he was still one blood with Tasya's father was not ceaseless he always blackmailed or asked for his rights as a child too, he said, Bella lives alone without the love of her mother that has been gone for a long time. He who increasingly hates Mbak Tasya his former brother-in-law and his biological brother from the father.


His mother died of depression while being held at the police station during the kidnapping of his mother-in-law, Ms. Tasya, and his only brother is also in prison for life. His life seemed to have to continue without anyone encouraging a life that was carrying children. He must survive for the baby in the womb which was never recognized by the father of the branch of the baby.


His heart ached and fell apart while in a very difficult position, he promised himself that he would avenge all the actions of Ms. Tasya to his family, especially when his mother died, who was determined to avenge all that was done by the Tasya family to him.


In the morning, Mama Bella banged on her daughter's door the only one she had, she already knew that the princess had come home from night.


Geck... Tok...


"Chinese.. Open the door, Mama knows you're inside" shouted the impatient Mama Bella who wanted to meet her daughter yesterday to the city to meet with Ms. Tasya's family.


There is no reason from inside to make the middle-aged woman banged loudly so that the princess opened it directly.


Chequek...


"What the hell is it, Mah. It's still morning" protested Chika who was still sleepy.


"Where are our plans you're going, right?" asked the impatient Mama Bella to know the condition of the messy Mother Tasya.


Chika did not answer, she was reluctant to look at Mama with eyes that asked for an explanation, she did not want things to happen to Rasya, because she loved him so much.


"I can't do that, Mah. Because I love so much" said Chika who gave a different answer than her intention.


"You're such a fool, Chik. Mama's told me a few times not to fall in love with her, she's your cousin, you can't relate to her, you know what?" yelled Mama Bella who was bored advising her daughter not to get carried away.


"I don't care, Mah. I love him so much, even though we are cousins, for Chika Rasya is my first love, Mah. And Mama should never hinder or prevent Chika from getting her love Rasya, period." replied Chika who slammed the door, he closed it down rudely so that the Mama did not forbid him to get love from the Man whose mother had always been a broken family.


Mama Bella let out a long sigh she threw away slowly, facing her daughter had to be extra patient and careful so that everything in the straddle went smoothly without fail. Leaving the room Mama Bella thinks of something and what is the right plan to take her revenge against her ex-Sister-in-law's family.


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At the residence of Tasya's house that is rame and boisterous with the arrival of Kirana and her small family. Kirana who wants to cross paths with Mbak Tasya and wants to visit Mama Radit who is not okay.


Mother Tasya also welcomed happily, she had forgotten the dark events and wanted to open a new page with a new atmosphere as well.


"Girishalam, Na. Enter first," said Mother Tasya who welcomed the arrival of the Kirana family.


Kirana comes with her husband and her two children who are none other than Evan who is grown and mature. She became a man as handsome as her former husband, Devan.


Kirana also leads a seven-year-old boy, who enters with her husband and is followed by Evan.


"Let's sit down, I call Mas Radit first," said Mother Tasya who invited her guests to sit down, she who passed by left them to call the husband who was still in her room.


Chequek...


"Mas..," Tasya called her husband, and he approached the husband, who was checking some of the reports sent by the child.


"Hem" Radit's father said, focusing on his phone.


"Under there are guests, Mas. Try to thicken who's coming?" ask Mother Tasya who was sitting next to her husband.


Radit's father turned his eyes to the phone, glancing at his wife who smiled meaningfully.


"Who?" ask Radit's father.


"Take dong," replied Mother Tasya who chuckled at the look on the face of the husband who was confused.


"Our boy, who is it?" ask Radit's resigned father.


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