You are my Choice

KP M II section 81

Early in the morning the door to the hotel room where Darren and Rona stayed overnight was knocked from the outside repeatedly making the real Darren still want to hide his entire body under the blanket along with the wife he had to open his eyes and forcefully move his body to open the door.

I don't know who is very brave to disturb the peace of his sleep after tired of playing with the wife who was accompanied by the rush of rain and the sound of thundering, thundering, of course after the rain all night this morning the weather will feel very cold especially in help with the cold AC that they do not turn off.

Seeing Rona who was still sleeping fast did not even move at all made him not want to disturb the woman, of course because he was the one who had been pranking his wife all night in such a way.

Darren re-raised the blanket over his wife's body to ward her off the cold, skin-piercing weather.

While yawning Darren dragged his steps towards the door to open and find out who came disturbing in the still dark sky.

"Can't you wait until the sun comes up first, just knocking on people's rooms!" darren's mouth murmured as he opened the door, and his sleepy eyes opened wide as if he could not believe the face before him.

"Om, what's the morning?" asked Darren with a gaze that was really unwilling to believe whereas while tracing the appearance that was not as usual.

The father's assistant in front of him now only wears a shirt with black trousers, in stark contrast to his appearance when he was working.

Johan also lifted the paper bag that he brought right in front of the face of his superior son who had disturbed his sleep last night asking for him to come early in the morning to take Darren's clothes and Rona also asked him to directly deliver it to the hotel where the child is staying.

As an assistant Johan will certainly do what has been ordered for him, want how else because it is his duty to be a personal assistant and double as a messenger from a smooth and large salary can all be arranged, so Johan thought.

Seeing what Johan showed that Darren could not speak anymore, he remembered that he was the one who told him to deliver it in the morning, but his father should also have a morning mind does not mean that once the cock crowed Johan was already in front of the door of his hotel room.

"Do you need any more Darren Son of Erlangga?!" asked Johan, not an ordinary question because in every word full of emphasis as if satirizing young people in front of him at this time.

The young man whose appearance looks chaotic because he only wears shorts that may be wet last night exposed to rain water with a face that looks so tired decorated with his hair that is messy like a person who just hit by a storm.

"No Om, thank you," Darren said in a hoarse-sounding voice.

"Well then I'll go home," Johan said really formally inversely proportional to my appearance.

Darren nodded then prepared to close the door but his movements stopped when he heard Johan's voice say again.

Johan turned his body back to look at the son of his boss who was dumbfounded waiting for what he would say.

"Other times just contact Om if you need something, there's no need to go through your father because you know how he behaves, he's silly to force Om to deliver the item you asked for before sunrise!" johan reported Aditya's behavior to the child.

Darren took a breath and nodded, sure what was on his mind, his father must have been the mastermind over the arrival of the assistant in the morning.

"Yes Om, sorry Darren is troublesome," Darren said regretfully.

"Your father is the cause of all the hassles" Johan said and walked away.

The sleepy man threw a paper bag on the sofa while he climbed on the bed, of course to continue his disturbed sleep a few minutes ago.

During the day Darren and Rona were out of the hotel with fresh looks, hair that was still a little wet with clothes that a few hours ago delivered by Johan.

Fortunately, the shape of Rona's body with her in-laws is not much different so that her mother-in-law's clothes are quite appropriate to wear by her.

The two of them returned to the motorbike and were already on the highway, looking so harmonious that many eyes that were not focused on the vehicle they were carrying instead focused on the couple.

Tiiin up! tiii! the horn sound of the car behind them made Rona turn while Darren slightly sidelined his bike with the intention of giving the car a pass first, because Darren thinks maybe the guy in the car is in a big hurry.

But it turns out that when Darren motor has gone out of the way to give enough space to be passed by the car in fact the red car did not also pass them even align the vehicle with them.

"Who the hell is that, brother?" rona asked the husband who only glanced at the car beside them at this time.

Not even Darren answered the question from the wife of the red car had even mepet they made Darren spontaneously brake his big motor suddenly made Rona's body hit him.

"Are you okay?" his question to the wife who held his chest, of course, there was a little pain that Rona felt even though he shook his head.

Darren looks annoyed at the car in front of him which almost makes him and Rona wretched.

"Sister," exclaimed Rona as he looked at who had descended from the car that had been unwillingly cutting their way.

Darren squinted with a face so cynical with anger that anyone would notice that the man was angry at the actions of the man who had just got out of the car.

"Oh so this is called Darren," said Melly to the child who was so lustful to direct himself to block the motor driven by the man he loved.

Sherin nodded then looked at the dislike of the woman in Darren's arms, her gaze filled with an aura of hostility because indeed she felt Rona had taken away the man she loved a long time ago.

Darren stared unhappily at the two women he believed were talking about him because the eyes of the two women were on him just a glance at Rona.

If only they were men since then Darren would beat the two for carrying a car carelessly, regardless of the lives of others.

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