Forced to Marry Young Master
Forgiven?

When you don't know where the driver is

next to you will take you, believe me, a trip will be doubled

tense up. Than when you knew the purpose of your trip. And it's in

feel Aran now. With anxiety that goes up twice as much as it does

he just got in the car. Plus the silence people create in

behind steering. Make whoever's in the passenger seat of his heart

thump twice as fast.

Where am I going to take this? Huh!

This isn't the way to Mr. Saga's house.

Aran sees a dark street outside

windows, trees or homes move quickly. Indicates the speed at which the driver carries his car.  Although it is dark, Aran can recognize the streets

towards the main house belonging to Mr. Saga. And now the car is going in the opposite direction. Him

squeaking in his seat. Loosen the seat belt. Move around here

anxiously.

He wants to leave me inside

the opaque? But, I didn't even express my heart. Her mood

completely changed because of the arrival of Dr. Aaron. Aaaaa, please God, please,

*why the doctor should show up at the most important moment of my life.*

His words are not so clear anymore.

Though anxious, but still blaming

doctor Aaron. If that man didn't show up earlier the problem with Han would have been

it's settled. Any result he will receive with a chest. If he's in

forgive or have to close the door of his heart tightly. It doesn't matter, along

as time passes all the turmoil of taste in his heart will surely disappear.

That should be so, if he learns from the novel character nicely

he created. Aran is adept at love theory, but has little experience

lived it.

The brakes creaked slowly, the car stopped.

Han didn't turn off the car's engine, he turned on the searchlight. The bright light fell down to several radii ahead there. Then he came out of

automaker. Still without saying a word.  While Aran has not dared to take off his seatbelt, he is reading

the situation and location of its existence.

The lake? Huh! He doesn't want to

just fuck up!

Aran retreated when the windshield of his car

hard knock. “ Down!” so orders the men out there, then he

walk to the front of the car leaning while staring at the dark lake water highlighted by car lights. Flicker. Aran saw that wide back. Doubt to open the door.

I'm afraid! Why did he take me to

here si, this is so quiet. If anything happens to me, scream

it's definitely not gonna do any good.

Han looks to drop his body.

Making Aran jump in his seat. He was lying on top of the car, he,

then knock on the car glass hard. Makes Aran want to not go out. Nightwind

he blows, piercing the clothes he wears. He clenched his hands to drive away the air

the cold immediately ambushed.

It's cold!

“ You've seen me here

also?” After Aran sat down beside him. The girl held the second

his arm with his hand. To ward off the cold air that he could not ignore. He hated the cold air. Notah because of his thin skin or anything, but Aran often twinkled even though the people around him feel ordinary. For example tonight, Han looks very enjoying the night air. Then, Aran's eyes went around looking at his current location. Recognize something that is not foreign. Capturing memories in the past.

Uh, right. This is the lakeside

city, I've followed him twice to this place.

“ Sorry.” Not to deny

anything else. Whatever secretary Han asks will be answered with

truthfully. He wants all his problems to be solved today.

“ How many times?” Han asked again.

How'this?

“ How many times?” furious again

because Aran was silent.

“ Twice lord.” Reply staggered,

while moving his seat.

“ Very great you yes.” Audible

Han sighs. But don't say anything anymore.

Aran clenched his shoulder tighter, tighter,

because the breeze came in to taste her skin. He was biting his lips because

coldness.

“ Wear this.” Han took off the suit he was wearing and went straight away

put a suit on Aran's head. He saw the girl clenching

his shoulder a few times.

“ No sir, I don't

anything.”

“ Wear it while I speak

fine.”Care but the smell will be a threat.

“ Good, thanks.” Directly

wearing it.

Aran can smell Han's body from

the suit he was wearing. Warm. The aroma of the perfume is still even smelled even though it has been all day.

Why does he smell like this. I still think the no-no. But Aran actually deliberately pulled the collar of the suit up to his nose.

“ Don't expect more than

this is from me.” I heard Han talking. It's not like talking to Aran, but the girl understands. Those words were for him.

What does it mean that he forgave me. He even cares about me and gives me his suit.

“ What this means sir already

forgive me?” Silence does not answer, it only sets the sky studded with darkness. Temporal

Aran sat staring at the blackened Lake. A little moonlight

bouncing in the lake water and flickering car spotlights create its own panorama. “Master Han."

" Hmm."

" For almost a year I have been contemplating all

my mistake.” Aran returns to the toughest time of his life. When he should

be evicted from the workspace where he perpetuates life and hard work. The only place he devotes his time and energy to. “ I was expelled from my world.

I went away from my family because I didn't want them to bear it

the mistakes I made. “ Spicy. The breath of Aran sounded heavy.

He pulled Han's coat collar, protecting his neck. “But I really

regretting everything. My greed at the young lady's promise back then really

I regretted my whole life. Even to this day.”

Huh! How's his face react?

Why is he silent. I want to look at him a little.

But Aran didn't even dare

doing. He continued speaking.

" That year I thought and blamed myself. Did you live your life well. Sometimes I still look for news about Antara Group. Nothing has changed, you are still behind Mr. Saga. Exactly the same as before. With a face that the media knows."

" What do you want to talk about?"

Why did he touch my hair again, fortunately I washed it before leaving.

" Mister." His body was stiff petrified, breathing slowly because it still felt the hands at the end of his hair. "I'm sorry for approaching you with a lie, but I'm really happy to know you personally" making the final conclusion before misunderstanding. "Gentleman is kind and warm-hearted. And I'm glad, besides Mr. Saga I'm the one who knows it." Aran smiled to himself. Just like Han cares for Mr. Saga, he also feels the opposite. The two love each other in their own way.

" It's smart that you're talking."

" Thank you for your compliment, sir." Feeling proud for unclear reasons.

" I don't praise you at all." Aran only laughed, at this moment he could already move because Han had already removed his hair.

" Mister, can I hope?" What does it mean. Aran immediately shut his mouth regretting the words that were thrown out without him noticing. Hope Han doesn't understand what he's saying. But, it wasn't Han's name if he didn't know. Pretending not to know or not wanting to know is another story. Because Han really understood the meaning of the word Aran just now.

" Take good care of the lady, lest she do something that the young master does not like. If you can do your job well. You can expect more from this." Han answered and then woke up. Get off the car. " Let's go home." His hand reached out to Aran's fingers.

Epilogues

How many times has the scene of screaming and rolling on the bed been repeated.

“ Aaaaaaa, what does that mean to him

asking me to wait for him?” Roll over on the bed again. Pull the blanket over

whole face. “ Don't be too confident Aran!” that's finally.

Speak very happily but eventually fall for his own sentence. " But he said that?"

Do your job well, and you can expect more from this.

" Aaaaaa, why don't you say it clearly. How far can I hope." Uncovered the blanket with a red face. Make your own conclusions. And finally jumped in shock because of the sound of the door being knocked from the outside. No, it's a blow.

Huh! who's that.

As fast as lightning wakes up, until he stumbles upon his own blanket. Opening the door. Friends next to his room were already standing in front of the door with worried faces.

" Aran why? What's the nightmare?"

Uh, I'm not asleep yet, how can I dream.

" Why are you screaming?"

" Is there a cockroach in your room?"

Uh why this? how loud was my voice? Wait, I called the name of the secretary Han no huh!

Seriate