Cousin, Make Me Your Wife
Not Wanting to Meet Your Ex (Hasan)
"Are we that familiar until Master dares to stand in my way? No, right?" Alkea folded her arms in front of her chest, she stared intently at the annoying figure who dared to block her path.
Denan who felt that getting treatment was not in accordance with his expectations looked a little clumsy. His maleness instinct wanted to cling to Alkea, but Alkea's sharp gaze seemed to tear apart his pride.
"Go away, I want to get out." Chirps Alkea without paying any heed to the figure in front of her. Denan that continues to be ignored begins to be impatient.
"Miss, Alkea."
"Didn't you remember me?"
"We met, didn't we...