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Save me

The bicycle's paddling slowed as his big eyes saw a cat, ruffling a garbage basket on the side of the road. Alessya stopped her bike as soon as she approached the yellow-tinted white cat.

He went down and pulled the standard of his bike so as not to fall. She ate cat food from her bag. Then, he called out to the cat with a sign. When the cat approached, Alessya thrust a plastic container that he had filled with food. And the cat devoured it.

Alessya got back on the bike. He pedaled quite quickly splitting the wide road that was empty of motor vehicles. Houses and shops and other buildings were passed when Alessya's bike was sliding further and further away.

The afternoon air caressed his body from the north. Warm enough. The sound of the breeze whirred as if whispering softly to him. And Alessya skillfully turned right at the crossroads.

The tired-looking solar day deliberately hid himself behind a gloomy cloud.

Alessya continued to pedal her bike until pulled over in the park. He put the bike in a special place. And with carefree steps Alessya walked towards her beloved garden bench, near the paper flower tree.

After sitting alone on the bench, Alessa took a sip of the scent of the typical afternoon air, while closing her eyes. Peaceful inhalation. His fatigue ran off the ridge for a moment.

After a few seconds, Alessya opened her eyes again. Looking at the embarrassed sun will meet dusk soon.

He was quite calm enjoying the silence in the garden. There was no one around him at all. People prefer to gather in another corner of the park.

Unfortunately, Alessya's calm did not last long. Because the sound of his powerful mobile vibration stunned him. He quickly searched his backpack. Once the phone has been successfully taken, he looked at the screen of his smartphone.

His facial expression turned ominous when he found out who was calling. ‘Super haughty legs'.

A few seconds the call still lasted. Alessya did not answer. Just lazy. Not one bit did he expect Arhan would call him.

Then, in silence, he began to think. Maybe Arhan was forced to contact her because it was important. Probably related to the cat.

Before the vibration of her phone stopped, Alessya immediately swiped up the green button.

“Honey, I will now go see you.” The spoiled voice across there made the fur of meuduk Alessya stand up.

“Wait for me yes! I miss you so much.” Arhan said very affectionately on the other end of the phone.

Alessya's face shriveled. He wanted to vomit, so nauseous he heard a disgusting greeting from Arhan who seemed to have gone crazy.

“Young master, you wrongly called people. I'm not your lover. And not the person you miss. I'm Alessya,” Alessya snapped, really very irritated.

“Iya, darling. I know that you miss me too.” Arhan is getting more friendly.

“Who misses you too?” Alessya. “One more time I say, I'm Alessya. You must have been wrong.” Again Alessya tried to confirm that Arhan must have been wrongly contacted him.

“No, dear. I'm not tired. To meet you, how tired I don't care. Because it is too heavy to miss you all day,” added Arhan still with very friendly and his voice so spoiled. And it sounded terrible in Alessya's ears. Arhan Ngawur.

“I'll hang up. You crazy young master!"

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It was almost Alessya who was angry, slammed her precious phone. He did not do so because at this time he would not be able to buy a new one.

His mood no longer deteriorated. But Arhan has shattered the calmness of his heart.

His plan of enjoying a warm afternoon was completely ruined by Arhan. Although upset, Alessya could not vent directly to Arhan. If only Arhan was in front of him at this moment, perhaps Alessya would have poked Arhan's head with a hard object.

The sound of the notification rang out from the mobile phone that Alessya was clutching. New messages have come in.

Holding her breath, Alessya read the message, which turned out to be from Arhan.

💬 Sorry, if you just spoke disrespectfully. Right now I'm desperate. I'm being chased by a nine-tailed fox. Only you can save me. I beg you please I😭

💬 Just save yourself! Where there is a nine-tailed fox in this mortal real world. You are bothering me again. I'll block your number!😡😡

Alessya snorted strongly. His head suddenly hurt. Just by thinking about Arhan, who might have already lost his mind. How dare Arhan to play himself like that.

As her mood was already bad, Alessya decided to leave the garden and return home. It was also getting late afternoon. And maybe it'll rain.

***

After typing the message, Arhan began to lose control of his senses. He smiled to himself as he read a reply from Alessya. Fun to be able to do it too. And it would be even happier if Arhan could see with his own two eyes how angry Alessya was.

Vanilla, who had been observing Arhan, put on a frustrated face. He who desperately did the treatment in the most expensive salon since noon, felt futile already.

Because Arhan wasn't interested in him at all. And worse, Arhan sadistically talks on the phone with the woman he recognizes as a lover.

“You go to your father's room. He will definitely find out if his daughter is careless, lost and follows the wrong person,” said Arhan, without glancing at Vanilla in the slightest.

With his cruel look, it just passed. Followed Lerry heading out of the building.

Arhan hurriedly got in the car and let Lerry drive it. He brought her home to his mother's house.

As soon as he arrived, Samira immediately greeted Arhan. By giving a brief kiss on both cheeks Arhan.

“Your father does not suspect if you meet Mom here?” Samira lets out her anxiety ever since she occupies her new home. And again Arhan often visited him every day. That feels pretty risky.

Arhan stripped off his high quality suit. Then Samira asks Arhan to give her the suit.

“Quiet, Mom. She still does not know that Mom does not live in the house she has prepared.” Arhan looked at his mother gently.

“Mother is afraid that later Kusuma will be angry if you know you do not obey him,” said Samira.

“That's nothing you should think about. I'll take care of everything. If necessary I will face Dad later,” said Arhan.

He then sat down on the sofa, to recline his tired body.

Samira follows him to sit next to Arhan, after a housemaid takes a suit from his hand.

“Bu, Belang how?” Arhan began to love the cat that is now only two-legged. And have considered him a member of the family.

“She is still not used to walking using the help of wheels on her back legs. And it seems like she doesn't like Mom and the waiters. He was always scared every time he saw people,” Samira said.

“He suffered trauma. The doctor said he should be cared for by people who love cats and can be liked by them. While I have to work. I had to get the waiter to take care of it.”

“The servants do not know how to take care of the cat. You should look for someone else who has a close relationship with cats. Poor Belang, he is often moody. If it is like a human, he is like a person who is heavily depressed,” said Samira who has received the presence of stray cats as a new resident in his house.

“Later I will hire the right person to take care of Belang,” said Arhan eagerly.

“You must find that person as soon as possible,” urges Samira.

Arhan smiled, imagining something.

“Mother will prepare dinner. You take a shower first,” said Samira.

After saying that, Samira went to the kitchen. With the help of two servants, he cooked.

Meanwhile, Arhan immediately climbed the stairs to visit his room on the second floor. And into the bathroom, to flush his body with warm water.