Young Master Arogan

The House of Yura...

Happy Reading, though,

Delia...

Finally the weekend arrived, I was allowed to enter college with a note not allowed to follow strenuous activities. My intention today is to visit Yura after the lecture hours are over. I miss him so much.

We would always spend time in his room. Talking and raving about many things. Yura's mother whom I've considered like my own parents always cooks good food if I come to stay the night. Ah I miss you. Want to rush to go there. "Sir will not have to be picked up ya.. mas Agra who will pick me up later." My message to the driver and personal bodyguard.

"Good young mistress." They both answered compactly and respectfully while getting out and immediately circling the car to the right side of the passenger seat. Opening the door allowed me to get out. "Thank you…"

I rushed to class. It feels like kangen also long time not to meet my friend who is super cute the other.

As soon as I walked through the hallway to the classroom I saw Keysa standing up. " Heyy.Keysa" I waved. Walking over to Keysa who was busy with other friends. From the gesture of his body, he seemed to be discussing funny things until one of his interlocutors laughed out loud until his shoulders shook.

Keysa looked at me. His eyes widened when he realized I was in sight. "Where have you been, Delia? I'm afraid to know.ih I don't even have news. Disappear like the earth. Going home, I don't know your home address." Keysa strafed me with so many questions that I was confused as to what to answer.

"Well, my friend this one definitely added a tadpole when I didn't enter." I squeezed both cheeks of Keysa. " Duhhh sakiit knows." Keysa's lips pursed in annoyance at me which further added to the pressure on both cheeks.

"Work in. The lecturer will be coming soon." I saw my watch was showing at eight o'clock exactly. "Key.later I borrow the notes of all the courses that I missed well." My eyes glanced at Keysa who walked right next to me.

"Daddy easy. tomorrow I bring it to you. Eh tapii.. where did you go Del? Said you didn't go to college because you were sick? Is it Del?"

Must be Agra. If Keysa had known that I was married, he would have been surprised. Especially now that there is a baby in my stomach.

I will keep this trust that God has placed in me. And reflexively my hand stroked gently on my stomach which had not changed noticeably. Tend to be the same as usual. Flat. Just a little more contained.

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Finished the last course Delia walked towards the main gate. The atmosphere on the campus courtyard seemed deserted as he came out at the very end. Many residents of the campus have gone home first.

Luckily there are no energy-intensive activities today. So that Delia did not have to bother looking for an excuse on the others.

Agra stood leaning against the door of his luxurious car. Putting both hands into his pants pocket and with sunglasses perched at the base of his nose he increasingly looks handsome many times.

Her cheeks met red when she realized the husband looked different. Eh.. which is true even though every day the charm of Agra never fade. This afternoon the man looked fresher and younger. If his daily life Agra will always wear an official suit and put on a serious face because it faces his duties as the leader of an endless large company. So that Agra's tense and alert expression will never be separated. Currently Agra wears plain white T-shirts, black jeans and branded sneakers. It's true that makes Delia wrong. "It's done, baby." Agra asked as his hand reached for his wife's tiny hand.

"Emh. it's already a mas." Delia is wrong. His gaze was reluctant to meet with Agra's sharp gaze. "Today, mas Agra promised to take me to Yura's house." Delia reminded Agra. Afraid that her husband had forgotten something that he might have underestimated.

"You doubt my hearing and memory…?" Next to his eyebrows raised.

"No.." Sambar is fast.

"It's not so…"

"It's not that I miss Yura and her mother. I haven't been to visit her for a long time." Delia explained. His hands were in Agra's hands. "I know. I'll take you. But don't take too long.Today I'll take you somewhere. Okay.." Agra let go of the grip. Exhausting the top of Delia's head. " Let's go in." He led Delia into the car. Protect the head of the wife so as not to hit the edge of the roof of the car. After that he slightly ran around the car, immediately entered the driver's seat. Before actually driving his luxury vehicle Agra checked his wife's seatbelt. Check whether it is installed correctly or not. "You're leaning back. Just sleep if you're sleepy. When I get to your friend's house, I'll wake up." Delia nodded obediently. I feel like he is sleepy. It may be the effect of pregnancy that makes it very easy to get drowsiness suddenly. Although he actually did not do a tiring job though.

The journey to Yura's house takes about 30 minutes. During that time Delia looked slumbering. Although Agra had arrived right in front of his wife's best friend's house, he was reluctant to wake Delia because she seemed to sleep well...

"Emhh... mas.. Why not wake me up? We've arrived, huh?" Delia squirms.

"Yes yes, dear.this sir Li packed it into each other." Delia showed me a small bag containing various drugs that Mr. Li had prepared to keep watch.

On the terrace of Yura's house. Yura and her mother had stood up to welcome Delia. The sweet, mature brown-skinned woman stretches her arms ready to hug her best friend. Delia smiled seeing that. He hugged Yura and mom. "Sorry Lia ya Yura and new mom had a chance to visit." Both corners of her eyes were wet. "Lia promised to come here often." Little Isakan escaped her tiny lips.

"Udah ah. The new time I met was crying like gini. Instead of us sad mending eat. Mother has cooked a lot earlier." Mother rubbed Delia's back and led her into a simple house but looked cool because of the many plants of the mother's collection which although simple but able to add to the impression of expensive because it was treated wholeheartedly by Yura's mother.

"Know Del. mother tuh every day the menu was ituu. Uh turn to know if you want to come. Cook really buanyak already wanted aja aja." Yura chuckled seductively at the mother who rewarded her with a small pinch on her waist. "Auuuhh akahett mom…." Yura stroked her waist which was feeling hot by the little pinch of the mother earlier. "You're the goddamn seductive mother keep. Ah, let's eat. Lia was a very bad laper…." Delia broke Yura and mother's argument and immediately pulled out a chair to sit down. He can't wait to enjoy the mother's cooking that looks appetizing.

"Hemm... so good, ma'am.." Delia gave her two thumbs up. Give a plus to the cuisine of the mother who feels champion. "Lia wants every day at my mom's masakin." The one that my mother laughed at. " You could have been. Mom's cooking time was good. Though at home you certainly have more variations of the menu prepared by your husband's servants.

"Yes, ma'am. But mom's cooking is still the best I think." He answered honestly. Although the food in the mansion is many kinds but actually his tongue finds it difficult to adapt to western food. There are indeed some food menus that are suitable for him but the menu is the menu that is most rarely served in the mansion.

"Judah later if Lia can often go to the house mom will definitely make your favorite food." Mother's hand gently rubbed Delia's hand on the table.

"Isshhh." Her smile expanded looking at Yura's pursed lips. "You're like a child. You've been eating mom's cooking a lot."

"Yura already.." Delia stopped Yura who was about to start a confrontation with mother.

"Which father is mom? Kog wasn't visible from earlier?" Delia looked for the whereabouts of Mr. Yura who had not shown his presence since he had come. "Oh that father is going to the house of RT sir to discuss the schedule later tonight and next." Delia nodded in understanding.

"Oh yes ma'am. Sorry Agra couldn't stop by. He said there was business at the company. Later this afternoon come back to pick up Lia."

"Yes it's okay. Maybe your husband has a lot of business. Next time you can stop by."

"Big Del to the room. You're eating it? Do you want to add more?" Yura teases Delia because she sees her best friend has finished her food to the toilet.

"Ish what the hell. Mother Lia to the room first well want to fall in the room of this one mother's daughter." Delia chuckled and pinched Yura's gnarled nose.

"Eh wait.." I stopped Delia's steps. "Something's weird about your waist Lia." Mother watched with jelly and slightly twisted Delia's body to make it clearer. "Well, are you pregnant?" Mother asked enthusiastically.

"Hah I...iya kog mom can tell? What difference does it make mom?" Delia scratched her unscratchy head.

"Obviously I know baby. Well guarded. don't eat carelessly. Got to get plenty of rest. Can't be tired because you're still pregnant young." Mother rubbed Delia's arm with affection.

"So you're actually Del's pregnant?" It was Yura's turn that conveyed her shock.

Delia did not answer. He nodded his head and smiled at his best friend Yura.

"Lia. You're a mother's son too. So take care of your granddaughter, baby." Mother approached and gently rubbed Delia's stomach .

They embrace the evaporation of the happiness that the emergence of the baby candidate Delia.

Seriate…

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