Young Master Arogan

Wretch!

A week passed. Delia's face looked fresher and radiant. Mama Rani advises Agra to take Delia to see Stella's doctor again because her son-in-law doesn't stop vomiting in the morning and at night. It affects the reduced appetite.

Doctor Stella prescribed a special drug that was exported directly from the land of Uncle Sam. Proven that the drug works very well in the body of the pregnant woman. Now Delia can move as usual again.

Surprising news also he got from her husband who had announced the news of her marriage to muffle rumors out there. Because now she is pregnant. Delia herself was also very grateful at this time so many people cared and loved her.

"Ma Lia's going to Agra's office at noon." Delia spoke to Mama Rani who was watering the plants. "Why go to the office? Danger dear. You better go with mom at home." Delia was wearing gloves that were lying in the gardening tool cabinet. Take part get rid of the leaves of the dried leaves.

"Sorry ma. mas Agra asked me to come to the office. We have lunch together, he said." Mama nodded in understanding. The corner of his lips lifted. "Jas. But don't forget to ask some bodyguards to come along. Mama's worried about Lia."

Lunch time arrives. Delia took care of a place to eat that contained the menu that Mr. Li prepared. A bodyguard invited him to enter one of Agra's bulletproof luxury cars. Agra himself has previously given strict orders to all bodyguards who are tasked with guarding and escorting his wife wherever she goes to always use one of his cars that is equipped with bulletproof features so that they can so it can minimize all forms of crime that may threaten the life of the wife. "Please young mistress." One of the bodyguards opened the car door, waiting for Delia to enter immediately.

When everyone was sitting in the car, Delia corrected her sitting position to make it more comfortable. Nothing has changed much from the shape of his body and stomach. The age of the womb that just stepped on one month more to make her husband more protective in the beautiful woman. As Stella's doctor's message that the first trimester is a condition that is still vulnerable, so Agra takes the role to take more extra care of his wife. "Sir, please wait in the lobby. I'm going upstairs myself." Delia asked the bodyguard not to follow her because she felt that nothing would happen that she did not want. "Good young mistress."

Arriving at the Wijaya lobby group Delia greeted the two receptionists who nodded politely to her. Delia herself is already puffed and familiar with almost all employees. Of course, because he previously worked at the company. "Sir Delia can help you?" The young lady in glasses asked kindly. The two of them did not know that Delia was the wife of their president director. But they certainly know that Delia is no longer working as a secretary, because the new secretary has been active starting three weeks before today. "I'm going to Agra's office. Is he in place?" Desas desus that Delia became Agra's mistress has long been circulating wildly in the company. Starting from ordinary staff to special staff Agra was not spared to talk about the news that is not necessarily the truth. They only saw Agra holding Delia's hand, and that was only once. But those with negative thoughts they develop fake news that they cleverly corals as good as their eyed so that it becomes an opinion that can harm the person concerned. That is how some people in our country, always swallow raw information that can or even once heard without filtering or filtering again until the news is worth calculating its validity. Really if Agra knew that he hired employees just to gossip about his personal life, the man would never hesitate to kick them out. "There's an appointment!?" One of the thick-bodied receptionists asked cynically. His eyes squinted at Delia from top to bottom, as Delia stood close to the entrance to the receptionist cubicle, so that the stocky woman could clearly see Delia's appearance. Increasingly melengos. The slim body of the skin glows with a long dress patterned flowers colored tosca just feet and hair is scattered. Making Delia like a forest fairy stray into town.

"It's mad…."He answered gently while holding a smile at the stocky woman whose age looked even older than him.

"Mbak Delia wait a minute. I connected it up first. You see it on the sofa is also waiting for Mr. Agra." The bespectacled young receptionist explained amiably as she glanced at a sexy-clothed woman sitting sweetly on the sofa opposite the receptionist cubicle.

Delia turned her body to the side. He unintentionally looked at the woman who arrogantly raised her chin staring intently at Delia. Delia smiled, trying to get along with the woman she remembered she had met at the mansion chatting with her. Not replying to Delia's good intentions, the woman was even more cynical.

Not willing to take a dizzy at things that are not so important, Delia decided to switch her eyes to the reception desk. He saw that the bespectacled receptionist had finished making a call on the phone. "Sir.." The young woman called Delia afraid of fear.

"Dad... how? Does the president of Agra exist?" Honestly, her first pregnancy this time made her feel tired faster. So that his legs often feel sore if you have to stand for a long time. It felt like quickly sitting down and having lunch with her husband right away.

"That's why Delia was asked to sit on the sofa and not stand too long. President Agra will be here soon to pick up. Please mbak." please." There was a worried tone tucked from the speech of the bespectacled receptionist, knowing that Delia indeed had a special relationship with her notorious boss. He stood up to swiftly escort Delia to the sofa. "Let's bring me. Maybe I can get you a paper bag?" His hand is outstretched. Offering immediate assistance to bring Delia's tent.

"What the hell are you. Let him walk and bring his own things. Who he wears with him brings everything. Boss is not a boss either!" The stocky woman spoke unusually cynical of her. Even when Delia hasn't really left.

"No need. Let me bring it myself. You're not here anymore if any guests come." The beautiful woman refused the delicate receptionist's offer of glasses. Ignoring the scathing innuendo of a stocky woman. Then he walked slowly towards the small sofa next to the sofa that had been occupied by a sexy woman whose face had frowned to hold back the upset earlier.

"Good mbak. Please." A smile of relief flashed on the face of the bespectacled receptionist. It is true that luck found the special woman of the boss has a friendly nature and also a cheap smile.

A few minutes waiting for the president's elevator door to open. Agra and Alex's assistant exited the elevator. Stepping wide impatiently to meet his tiny wife.

Agra's gaze was fixed on Delia who was hugging a pillow while laying her head on the back of the sofa. His eyes closed tightly. He fell asleep because fatigue had accidentally taken over his body.

Feeling that the man she was waiting for had come Natasha sparkled happily. He will launch a second action after failing to seduce and ending in expulsion at that time. It was not in vain that he waited long. Agra is now right in front of the eyes. Even he ventured to argue with the receptionist who was different shift and did not know the incident at that time. So even though he had a chance to clash his mouth, he was still allowed to wait even if only limited to sitting on the sofa without certainty the meeting will end when.

It has now paid off. Still handsome and increasingly charming. "Agra.." His expression turned soft inversely as he got tired of waiting earlier. Maximum frowning with a bent face and pursed lips. A snake is still a snake. It will never turn into a sweet rabbit.

"What's my fault, Agra? I just wanted to see you. I want us to be like Agra." Agra's expression turned cold. "I didn't even expect you and your family to come into my life again." He said with an incredible snide tone.

"What do you mean Agra? I'm here because I want to fix our long-standing relationship. Why is it as if you closed off access for me to come to the mansion as well as to your company. Did you forget? Who always took care of you when you were sick when we were studying in London? I think an Agra should know how to repay someone's kindness. Don't be Agra's arrogant man."

Agra's gaze sharpened. "Don't talk like you're the one who's hurt the most. If you want me to open up all your bad past in front of everyone right now, it doesn't matter. I'd be happy to grant it specifically for you." The man walked over to the sofa where his wife was fast asleep. He took off his coat and then enveloped Delia who was not disturbed by their debate. At first glance he glanced at Natasya who was curious about what she was doing. Then Agra again looked at the wife's shady face. Swabbing babe cheeks Delia. Peeping his forehead long.

"What do you mean. I don't get it? And again why are you covering that village woman? You're really very strange Agra."

"Take your mouth jal*ng! You and him are really not comparable." Sexoy woman it 😂 wide in disbelief. It was heartless for Agra to say rudely to him only for the sake of the village woman who did not know his origin. "You evil Agra. Only for the sake of the village woman can you say harshly to your best friend!" Voice's up. Echoing the attention of some employees who pass by are also new guests.

Hearing a noise slowly his sleep piqued. His eyes began to open adjusting to the bright light from the lights on. Delia squirms, catching a coat with a perfume scent that is very familiar to her makes her eyes squeak. Once aware of who had enveloped her body, Delia immediately searched for the whereabouts of the husband.

"Shut up! Listen and remember well. Keep it in your bod*h brain! She's the woman you said was that village.she's my legal wife Delia Mecca Anindira. And I'm gonna have a reception party soon to announce the status of both of us." Like lightning in broad daylight. Natasha heard and saw a surprising fact, that Agra. The man she hoped to be her dream husband would later marry a woman she considered ordinary in appearance. It's not fair.it's not fair. Natasha did not accept the humiliation Agra had given her. Like throwing buffalo dung in his face. Natasha will avenge all actions that humiliate her dignity and dignity as a top model.

Natasha darkens. Lashing out at Alex's assistant right next to Delia who stood digesting every sentence of contention between her husband and the sexy woman who was sitting on the sofa with her earlier. The woman screamed crazily, pushing the defenseless Delia with all her might until she slammed against the end of the glass table near the display. "Let's die you're the plain-ass bitch who took my future husband." Natasya increasingly became so when he saw his victim had sprawled. "I should be Agra's wife. Cheap girl." His pointers were overpowered by anger at Delia's limp body.

"Mass.." Delia's stifled cry followed by a dimming awareness.

"Brengs*k you jal*ng!! Alex get him!!! Take him to the base!!" With a quick movement Agra slipped his hand between the folds of Delia's legs. Raised immediately. Run to the car that was ready next to the main door of the lobby along with some guards who looked panicked because they felt awkward. No longer care for Alex who has managed to subdue the sexy-clothed criminal Woman.

"Honey. Please hold on. You must be strong. You're my wife.Don't ever dare leave me." The man with the chaotic appearance tried to resuscitate his wife. Call Stella's doctor to get ready to deal with Delia who was injured because she had fallen.

The series of instructions Stella's doctor has delivered through a direct call. Agra was asked to check on his wife's condition. Afraid of experiencing heavy bleeding.

And after he finished checking, lucky he did not find any kind of bleeding wounds mentioned by obstetrician Delia earlier.

Once realized Delia's consciousness had disappeared completely. Agra lost his mind. He kicked the driver's seat. "Damn!! can not be fast!!" The bait held back because the streets were a little crowded.

And really if today he didn't ask his wife to come to the company for lunch together. This bad thing will never happen. Whatever happens later! Agra doesn't want anything to happen to his wife and their baby-to-be. More precisely, he will never forgive a crazy woman who would harm the innocent Delia and do not know their true problems in the past.

Seriate…

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