Young Master Arogan

Chasing Love

Leo, leo,

Damn Agra. I really don't understand at all the situation I'm in right now. Even the woman whom I had been aiming for me to approach and I would make the couple, strangely called Agra mas? Waitwait? Mas's? How close was Delia's relationship with my best friend until she called him a mas? Isn't that a special name for the closest people as I remember?

It felt like my body was getting squashed. The blow that Agra gave me was real. The boy was possessed by a demon until it made me battered and made me as his fist samsak. I admit I lost to him. That's certainly I'm aware. He has been a multitalented man since childhood. I myself was a witness, Agra often won various martial arts competitions with different types which one of them the first world Taekwondo champion. It's really not comparable to me in any way. We have different face contours. But I myself as a man very much admit that Agra does have charisma and aura different from men in general who are able to melt women only with the sharp eyes. I am not inferior. But that's the truth. When he beat me blindly, I decided not to pay him back, because I realized it would make him crazy and maybe he could kill me. I know him very well.

"Ah come on. I'm going to Mama Rani's mansion tomorrow to clarify our misunderstanding." I decided to go to the campus clinic with a limp step.

As soon as I reached the hallway to the clinic, I saw a student watching me with a fearful expression of fear. "Hey.you." I called him softly but I believe my hoarse voice can still be heard because of the distance that is not so far away. I called him to help me to wash my battered body to make some campus residents who intersected with me frown confused, but did not dare to ask.

The woman who looked like Delia approached me with an extremely anxious expression. I also saw his hands trembling slightly as reflexes stretched out to help me who was swept up to the pole in the hallway to the clinic. "Let me help sir." Yes, as I recall, he knew me as a lecturer at the medical school when he was meeting one of his female friends in the class where I was teaching. "Please take me to the clinic.." My request to him who swiftly made his shoulder as a pedestal for my body that felt weak.

And once in front of the clinic there was a male nurse who knew me because in addition to working at the campus clinic, he also worked at the Agra family hospital. "Doctor Leo! What happened, doc.." The nurse was surprised to find that my whole body was covered in bruises that began to show a distinctive purplish color of bruises, especially my face. Ah shit Agra.lost is my charm as the dream doctor of women. "Not much to ask! Better take care of my wounds!" I answered her cynically, because the nurse was unceasingly showing a surprised expression that made her even more annoying in my eyes .

With great skill he brought me inside. I glanced sideways, the woman was still faithfully standing with me when I began to be handled by the guard doctor. "Why is it still there? " My brows furrowed in observing her anxious face. "Eh. That.. anu sir... I want to go but you're okay I'm staying?" Funny that girl too. "Am I a baby? You can go. Thank you for your help. Next time I'll treat it as my gratitude to you for helping to get to me." Hearing me throw him away made his facial expression turn sour. Then she left me without saying goodbye. "Eh wait.." Call me slowly while hissing withstanding the pain at the corner of my torn lip.

He turned his head and looked at me cynically as he stopped in the middle of the clinic door not far from the patient's bed. "What else is it?" Answer with laziness and a tinge.

"Whose name?" I asked while looking at him seriously.

"Do you need to know my name?" Cynic connections. And since my position was currently sitting, I could clearly see the look on his face that was holding back my irritation at this attitude.

"Yes.of course. I told you I'd treat you later in return for helping me." Sahutku.

"no need. Let's just say you don't owe me anything. Excuse me, I have class today." From the tone of his speech it seems he was really upset with me because I had expelled earlier.

"It's up to you." I muttered to myself because the woman had already walked away from the clinic.

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At the top of Wijaya's apartment building, Delia was sitting on a dressing chair while drying her wet hair.

From the reflection of the glass he saw Agra walking over to him. Grabbing his shoulders and rejuven*s quietly. "You're beautiful." Agra tightened his body behind Delia's back, gently rubbing his wife's unraveling hair. "Every morning Mr. Li will come to our apartment to prepare all your needs.." Delia stood up and turned her body to face Agra "Hey, baby, I know." Delia softly replied "You're still mad at me?" He asked quietly because he saw Agra silently not budging to look at his face.

"Why am I mad at you, hem?" Agra's sturdy hands pulled Delia's slender waist until the woman hit her field chest.

In silence, the two stared at each other. "My brain keeps thinking about how to hate you, for hurting my sense of disfigurement with you for your protection of yourself. But nil. I gave up, and I really couldn't afford to hate you at the highest point of my anger." Next to his hand was down the jawbone of Delia, another hand he used to support his wife's waist to get closer to his body. "So I'm asking you to promise to always take care of yourself when I'm not there for you! Do you understand Delia?" The woman nodded her head to reassure her husband that she would try not to get hurt and bring herself in a circle of danger.

The sound of Delia's stomach along with the knock of the door blew Agra's focus to enjoy his wife's pretty face. "What do you want to eat, hem?" Agra chuckled as she heard the rumbling sound of his wife's hungry stomach, swaying the gentle cheeks of Delia while kissing in dismay. "No message needed. Bored...mm I want to cook myself can ya baby?" Since Delia became Agra's wife, she has not had the opportunity to cook her favorite village menu because the opportunity never existed, because everything has been prepared by the servants in the mansion. The servants there were not just one or two. The waiter there might have been if in total the whole amounted to tens. No wonder, because every corner of the mansion building requires extra care. Of course, Mama Rani also does not carelessly recruit servants who will be placed in the part that is indeed the expertise of prospective applicants.

"Let me open the door first, it looks like Mr. Li has arrived." Agra sighed Delia to sit on the bed.

After opening the door, Li was seen accompanied by two bodyguards standing on either side while carrying 2 large pockets of monthly needs from Mama Rani. "Good day sir." Mr. Li bowed to greet his young master.

"I will prepare lunch for you and your young mistress." He said as he stepped in and walked to the kitchen, because Agra was sitting on the sofa reading a business magazine, a morning routine that was never missed by him. So Mr. Li also rushed to prepare dishes according to the advice of nutritionists for his young mistress who was pregnant with the prospective heir of the Wijaya family.

" No need to cook Mr. Li. My wife said she wanted to cook for our lunch." Mr. Li immediately nodded respectfully upon clearly hearing Agra's orders. "Good sir." Because the refrigerator happened to be empty, Mr. Li immediately put all the monthly needs into it. "Izin sir. Today I will return to the mansion at night. If there's anything you need again, you can tell me immediately." His focus on the magazine was distracted by Mr. Li's voice. Agra simply blinked his eyes without nodding in response.

"Honey.." Delia came out of the room wearing a big pink fanta flower dress. The color of his skin is white shining very visible in contrast to the clothes he wears. "Come on." Agra closed the magazine he read. Put it on the table. His hands stretched out, pulling Delia to sit on his lap. "Why not wear footwear? " Agra asked while busy fingering his two favorite hills. Hold here hold there, hugging tightly the increasingly insane body of his wife. "Honey. That's."

"Yes left in the mansion. Wanna wear yours, it's greatness mas." Delia would have risen and stood up from Agra's lap but could not, because her husband's embrace was too tight. Chuckles kekelian. "Okey let Alex buy it for you later. While wearing mine used to be okay." Delia nodded slowly, understanding that there was not much protest.

"Darling I want to cook. I want fried rice." Swipe his own stomach.

"Let's go with me." Half raised his wife's body until Delia stood up straight. Stripped and pushed the woman slowly as she followed behind his wife.

With a quick movement Delia turned suddenly to face Agra. "Darling.but I like to be groggy when cooking is seen." Delia whines spoiled, pushing Agra's body to turn around and not follow her into the kitchen. "Don't come along. mas Agra just wait here. Later when we are done eating together.yes yes" With a smile and a flickering blink tease he looked up at her husband who was scapegoating shook his head to resist the annoyance of his wife's behavior. "You teased me apparently.." Both corners of Agra's lips lifted. Dark himself because his innocent wife turned out to be good at flirting.

"How can you still be ashamed, while I have known the outside and the inside of you, Delia." Agra whispered half a sigh*h in Delia's ear which was currently in her arms.

The hue on Delia's cheek appeared instantly. How sad he is right now. Her husband always kept her from twitching. Then without much protest he walked towards the kitchen with Agra behind him. His hunger had gone somewhere, along with Agra's temptation, which made him feel very ashamed.

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The two human children were laughing in the kitchen while occasionally judging each other.

While Mr. Li is only able to smile stifled, looking down while rearranging the glass in the mini bar that is directly next to the kitchen.

This rare event will pack Li recorded in his brain memory. He would never share his young master's story with anyone.

The arrogant young master turned out that without anyone knowing, could act like that to his wife.

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