The Young Master's Love Story

CHAPTER 2

"Have no eyes? Look at dong if you want to walk," said the woman before him. made Rasya scrunch his forehead, he was confused by this woman, he who hit her, he was also angry unclear.

"That road is a leg, miss. Not wearing eyes" said Rasya who left the scene.

"Hey, I haven't finished talking to you yet, where are you going?" yelled the woman.

"Hell, be careful when you see me again" the woman muttered, leaving the cafe with an annoyed face.

Finished from the toilet, Rasya approached his best friend who was enjoying his meal.

"For a long time, Race. Mules again yes," asked his best friend Haris.

"There are usually obstacles before," answered Rasya who sat in front of his best friend.

"Why?" ask Haris.

"There's a little girl, she's the wrong one, she's the one who's angry, too" Rasya replied, drinking his order.

"Canty isn't?" ask Haris again.

"Do not know" said Rasya.

"Not fun lu mah, Ras. Although there's a pretty girl brush,"

"What to brush? The bathroom,"

"Lu mah, always ignoring the descendants of the women, has clearly also chased you, want to find out how else," said Haris who was frustrated to see his best friend who always refused even though there was a woman who deletin him.

"Actually you're normal aren't you Ras?" ask Haris.

"It's normal, it's good to say that" protested Rasya.

"Keep why do you always shy away from pretty girls?"

"Not yet found out that makes me deg degan and make me curious." explained Rasya who moved from his seat, he wanted to go home immediately.

"Where are you going?" ask Haris who is shouting.

"Go home" said Rasya.

"Who else is paying?" yell Haris again.

"Lo, man,"

"Basar lu, best friend of the evil, kirain would be treated, uh. Even I'm the one who broke this wallet." I told Haris who paid for their order.

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Gts .. Geck... Geck...

Rasya knocked on the door many times there was no truth in the room, he opened the door slowly. It is true that her mother was in the room of the Oma.

"Sorry, Bun. Rasya went in first, afraid something happened to Oma." explained Rasya who did not feel good to enter without permission who had a room.

"It's okay, son. Mother again bothered to help Oma to go to the bathroom," replied Tasya who carried her mother-in-law to rest again.

"Have you taken your medicine?" asked Rasya who was sitting on the side of the bed.

"Already, Race. Oma is fine, just a little dizzy," replied Omanya to convince her beloved granddaughter.

"Well, Race?" ask Tasya to the child.

"Udah, Bun. outside with friends," said Rasya who was still holding the hand of an old woman who was wrinkled but still beautiful.

"When will you replace your father, Ras. Dad is old" Tasian told the boy.

"Next week, Bun. Rasya this week someone wants Rasya to work on" Rasya replied.

Tasya nodded, nor should he force the son to plunge directly into his company, fearing that Rasya was depressed in doing his job.

After from the room of the Oma, Rasya went straight to his room, he wanted to break down his body that began to sleepy.

On top of the bed he lay staring at the ceiling, he was pictured with the incident earlier this afternoon making him smile as the woman's face flashed from his shadow. His heart felt a thumping and different feeling.

The woman who kept nagging without stopping made him chuckle as he imagined it.

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Who is he?..