Young Master Amnesia

Part 163 ~ Mysterious Man

Cakra immediately stood up when it recognized who had just called her beautiful name. The man stared intently at Wildan, the man he hated so much and feared would be his rival, however Wildan was Liora's first love. The man stood right in front of Wildan who was a little short of him, as if blocking the village man from looking at Liora.

"He's not your friend, nor your brother. So call her Mrs Alexander!" cakra is full of emphasis.

Wildan who saw that was just a faint smile. Since long ago until now, the possessive attitude of Cakra never changed if you see it, even increasing.

"I just want to say hello to my roommate, is that wrong, sir?" ask Wildan.

"Wrong, because she's my wife."

"Obviously she's your wife, I never claimed she's my wife."

"Goddess!" snapping the chakra with clenched hands, managed to attract the attention of some visitors. Even the guards monitoring from a distance were ready to approach in case of a commotion.

Liora who started to feel the tension immediately grabbed her husband's hand, then grasped and stroked it. "Shame to see people, Mom. After all Wildan was not comparable to Mas Cakra. Mas was so perfect that it made me unable to turn away" whispered Liora where only Cakra and Wildan could hear her.

Who would have thought, Liora's speech was able to make the jealous flames within Cakra subside. The man took a deep breath, then shoved Wildan's still smiling shoulder.

"It turns out you still consider me a rival. Do I have to move?"

"Mas Wildan .. I mean Wildan." Erat Liora was afraid that Cakra was getting jealous. "Enough! Don't look for trouble with me or with me, Mas Cakra."

"All right." Wildan then passed away. At first he only wanted to say hello because he happened to meet in a crowd, but because of Cakra's response outside his expectations, he became provoked and caused a commotion.

"Sorry, I don't ...." Wildan stopped his remarks when he realized the man he had hit was the man he wanted to meet so he paid a visit to the city.

"Sir, Wildan?" guess the guy with one of his eyebrows raised.

"true."

"Let's talk in the car" the glasses guy asked.

Wildan nodded, immediately following the footsteps of the man who became his destination roaming the metropolis. He entered the black car which was opened by two bodyguards left and right. Afterwards the door was closed again leaving silence in the car between Wildan and the man he met.

"What do you want to meet in a place like this?" ask the man.

Wildan laughed, laughter implying a deep vexation to the man who had not yet opened his glasses. If there were no bodyguards around the man, Wildan might have raised his fists as much as possible. However, what the power of desire must he be quiet for the sake of his security.

Wildan pulled out his phone and then showed a photo to the man sitting next to him. "You know this woman, don't you?" ask Wildan.

The bespectacled man paused for a moment, before finally seizing Wildan's flat object to take a closer look at the long-hijabed woman who was smiling looking at the orange sky. He removed his sunglasses in response to the shock.

"Do you know who he is?"

"certain."