Good Romance With My Bad Mafia
Arlan — beloved enemy

Heavy rain poured into the city, the cold of the night repeatedly pierced the body of anyone who was outside the room.

ARGH!

The tall man was running with blood seeping from the wound on his left leg, as well as his left arm. As hard as he tried to escape, no matter what bad luck this time that came to his self. This was the first time that the man had let his guard down, so that the mortal enemy of the man could attack him freely.

The swift rain that fell mixed with the blood of Arlan dripping traces on the asphalt. Arlan was not so concerned with his pain, at this time the man just wanted to be free from the cunning game of his enemies.

Unceasingly the man swore a right hand that he had believed, even as he considered his brother to have been proven to be a betrayal of him.

He's, Roverald Arlan Braham. A handsome man with a myriad of mysteries.he is rich, his business creeps everywhere, even to the smallest country his business can grow. For some, he is seen as the youngest successful entrepreneur in the country, but many other things people do not know about him.

Cruel?, Sadistic?, Bringas? Of course Arlan has such vile nature. He is an ordinary human like people out there, but different... Khasta Arlan was above the clouds, no one could match him.

Born as a child, having no cousins, no other relatives. Arlan is used to living alone, both parents are there, still alive, only they are not like parents in general who will always be there and love the child. Arlan's little family is unique, there is no such thing as a sweet word, everything is rigid, selfish, emotional, and unfriendly.

Arlan used to live alone at home, no friends, Arlan from childhood was used to living in loneliness. Many workers in the large and luxurious house, but none of them dared to approach the young master in the house.

Usually Arlan will leave when someone tries to invite him to chat, let alone to exchange greetings, just glance at Arlan does not want. I don't know what possessed the soul of the garden boy.

Both Arlan's parents will come home once a year, they have houses everywhere, it's only natural if the house is not appropriate.

Back at Arlan, The man frowned looking at the shadows at the end of the road, indeed the rain had stopped since two minutes ago, the man frowned staring at the object at the end there, from the posture of the body that is the body of a woman, Arlan can immediately guess it when he saw the shape of the shadow, slim hips, and a slightly feminine path.

"who else is it, damn it" hissed Arlan held onto his left arm which was unceasingly spewing fresh blood.

The man's eyes sharpened, his ears faintly still able to hear the commotion of the hired assassins who were looking for him far back there.

Really, Arlan was close to giving up. Betrayed, assaulted, and now hunted by a hitman. Who would not give up if faced with such a deadly situation?

"cursed are you." he murmured, swearing at all his enemies at this time.

Arlan growled furiously as the shadow of the girl seemed to approach, it turned out that the girl was quite brave to approach, she even ran to erode the distance of the two.

"Gosh, hey are you okay, sir?"

Just now Arlan wanted to bully the girl, but her beautiful voice had already greeted Arlan's auditory senses.the man sighed softly, it turned out that it was not his enemy.

"Sir, I'm sorry I'll help you, come" said the girl before holding Arlan's right arm.

Arlan was silent, he did not refuse as usual. The man stared at their steps in silence, Only this time was there a human figure that he found useful, plus the girl was very cute as well as polite.

"Take me to your house"

yaya was stunned for a moment to hear the absolute request, could he bring a man to the boarding house where he lived? Not his unwilling, or unwilling, the problem is that the boarding is specifically princess, can be dangerous if anyone reports to the boarding mother, he can be expelled!

"sorry, I just stayed in the boarding room, and. it's a special women's area"

Arlan was silent for a moment "come to your boarding house, let me take care of it later"

though hesitant, yaya finally nodded, he stared at the wound on the man's leg "God, please strengthen him" The girl's murmur sounded very soft, without him noticing that her tears had already dripped.

Arlan realizes that, but he chooses to ignore, during the journey to his boarding house, only yaya who makes a sound, although slowly, Arlan can still hear the prayer that comes out of the lips of the girl. Rather strangely in fact, this was the first time Arlan had felt such a pure caring from a stranger, usually one would choose indifferently, instead, or maybe coming just to be a sycophant asking for a little in return for what they made on Arlan.

But this girl is another. He even cried over the condition of Arlan, the man he didn't even recognize!

"Come, you can, a little more we're up"

Arlan just kept quiet, did not touch the girl who had been encouraging her. He could feel the hand of the girl holding him gripped even stronger, with a slight tremble, helping Arlan to move more freely.

criet....

yaya quickly pushed the fence to open, after which he again carried the burly body in even deeper.

Up ahead, there are two women sitting on the steps of the stairs while playing their mobile phones. Feeling that someone was coming, they suddenly looked at Yaya who was carrying a man inside.

"uh? brother why bring co—astaga! he's hurt"

yaya nodded "give me a chair, please hurry!" pinta yaya told the short-haired girl.

"let me call Rome" said the glasses girl as she dashed past each step of the stairs.

"Press the wound, don't let your blood run out" said Yaya staring with pity at the man he brought.

Arlan did not respond, he just silently looked around him. This small room that became the main place of the small boarding house. Although fairly narrow and a little seedy, but his cleanliness deserves thumbs up. Women's areas are always well cared for.

"this is a chair" said the short-haired girl with a severed breath.

The sound of a P3K box filled this place, the girl dressed in all white opened her medical equipment nonchalantly, her hands were also trembling when she realized there was a gunshot wound on the man's leg.

"please don't be noisy, this is a cloth to cover her mouth" said the girl gave a clean cloth to yaya "grove her mouth with it, I don't have any dope, it will hurt later" he explained swiftly

yaya nodded, the girl came back closer, she lowered her head to align her face with Arlan's face "open your mouth, come on" her pinta

Arlan looked at the girl's eyeballs, he was silent for a moment "unwilling"

"you'll be in pain later, bro! just eat the cloth, bias your bass sound muffled" said Roma felt a little annoyed, the girl's hand outstretched wash wound on Arlan's foot, amazingly, the man did not grimace like other humans that he used to treat.

"let's go, hik!. This is clean, even if your voice is heard, it can be dangerous.we can be expelled" urged the girl with glasses while gurgling.he always hiccups when panicking, he always hiccups when panicking, his eyes stared at the movement of Rome who was tying a cloth to Arlan's feet.

Arlan snorted, damn it! this woman could have told herself! hey he's an Arlan! don't they know about that? sucks.

"hurry up, your blood has been wasted" urged Rome to wear her white gloves nimbly, the girl utu then take a long, pointed object like a petite claw.

yaya nodded reassuring Arlan who was staring at her "ayo, aaa"

As if hypnotized, Arlan willingly opened his mouth wide.yaya deftly coagulated the man's mouth with a cloth in his hand.to coincide with that Rome immediately worked, and, attempt to retrieve the bullet left in Arlan's calf.

AARRR!!!!

All the girls grimaced at Arlan who was in pain, even though it had been gagged, the baritone voice could still be clearly heard while screeching.yaya hugged the man's neck, Arlan instantly sunk her face in yaya's chest "hold it, you're strong, hold it. Oh my God, please." murmured yaya while stroking Arlan's broad back.

"already!" Rome placed the medium-sized bullet in a tissue roll, reaching for red medicine, alcohol and gauze to treat the wound on the man's leg "a little more"

Two minutes passed, and Arlan's feet and hands had been treated by the Romans "huh.Thank God you are Romans! it's our doctor!" squealing the glasses girl was carefree as she hugged the body of Rome

"a, it's normal" Roma wagged her hands feeling a little embarrassed being praised excessively like that.

yaya looked at Arlan, the man also looked at her flatly "Where is your home, sir?" ask the girl.

"No need, I can go home by myself". Arlan turned to look at Roma and the two girls beside him "thank you" he said as he was

"no problem, smoga quickly healed" said the three simultaneously.

Arlan only nodded, he glanced back at the smiling Yaya looking at Roma while holding his two thumbs up.

"your name"

yaya turned his head, he pointed to himself "talking to me?" ask him to make sure.

getting a nod from the man, yaya immediately stuck out her hand "Ayashya, call aja yaya, that's my nickname"

Arlan nodded, he shook his hands flickering yaya "Arlan"

yaya nodded, smiling "greetings to Arlan, and your wounds"

Arlan nodded, without him noticing his heart was beating twice as fast, for some reason he was able to melt with this girl before him, so dazzling.

"excuse me, Mr. Roverald, the car is ready"

the four girls shrieked in shock as a man in a black suit complete with matching glasses appeared behind Arlan.

"wait there" Arlan's orders are directly obeyed his men.

"whose name are you" asked Arlan looking at Rome with two other girls.

"Holla, my name is Gabriella Perez. You can call me Ela" said the short-haired girl with green eyes.

Arlan nodded, he looked at the glasses girl who actually nudged the arms of Roma "you go first" he whispered to Rome.

"i'm Roma Silalahi, a pharmacy student, again interned at one of the pharmacies near here"

Arlan nodded once, now he understood why the girl was so good at treating her wounds, and the all-white clothes that the girl was wearing right now.

"hic.. Ak-aku Meisya Syahida, my call mei-mei" said the glasses girl introducing herself nervously.

"again, thank you very much" said Arlan while standing, yaya suddenly held the sturdy body that had been dazed for a moment, after getting the right footing, Arlan released the yaya embrace from his stomach "thanks yaya"

yaya nodded "bye, um, Mr. Arlan"

Arlan faintly clucked, could the girl call him father! "Arlan alone, we're not far off"

"wha? ah, i-iya, Arlan. be careful on the road"

"i'm sure we'll see you another day"

Yaya stared at Arlan's departure in silence, he was a little uncomfortable to hear the man's words, always sounding pushy.

"may God take care of her"