Good Romance With My Bad Mafia
CHAPTRE 13

Yaya slowly blinked his eyes, he glanced at the ceiling of the room he was currently occupying.

"Huh... Where's me?" his mutter tried to sit up leaning on the head of the large bed he was currently occupying.

"Arlan..." She stared at her two free arms, no handcuffs as she had expected. Plus his clothes have been replaced with satin pajamas in dark blue.

Indeed, when Arlan was about to put the handcuffs into his hands, yaya immediately fainted from fear. The trauma inside him was so deep, so self-torturing, I don't know what happened when he fainted. But now one thing he knows, he's in a luxurious room, without Arlan on his side.

Yaya took off the thick and delicate blanket she had been wearing, the girl walked towards the door, about to run away from this place. I don't know where Arlan is now, but certainly yaya is very frightened and confused

"What's Arlan, selling me?" yaya shook his head inexhaustibly, how could that man!

wang.ceklek,ceklek!!

"Locked?!" yaya tried to open the door.

Brak!

"OPEN UP! ANYONE THERE PLEASE OPEN THE DOOR!"

Yaya was crying, there was no hope, and from that moment he shouted loudly for help, but there was no word from outside. Yaya cried as much as she could, her heart ached because Arlan had the heart to leave her in a foreign place, her throat lun felt sore as she continued to scream. His body was limp because from morning he did not consume anything.

"Please..." Yaya hugged her knees, her stomach, her heart, and her throat were very sore. He can't handle all this.

In his heart he asked, is his age only up here? Will her purity be lost? Yaya shook his head weakly, he could not help but hold back the tears that continuously burst out soaking his cheeks.

Not long after the door was opened, it appears that Arlan with his office suit went inside carrying a tray containing food and drinks for yaya.

Arlan was shocked to find yaya sitting on his knees on the floor with a trembling body, while yaya himself did not want to look at who entered, he said, because suddenly he was afraid that the person who entered was not what he expected.

Arlan quickly put the tray on the nightstand "yes.." Yes moved closer to yaya.

Yaya who heard the distinctive voice immediately looked up, he rushed tightly to embrace Arlan's burly body while crying bitterly "you are evil! Hiks, why did you leave me alone! Hicks..."

Arlan was just silent, he closed his eyes enjoying yaya's cry. His heart throbbed pain at the sight of yaya serspuh and as scared as this, what exactly is this? Why does yaya seem to have such a deep trauma?

"Arlaan. hik" yaya flailed his wide back, he shed all his cries on Arlan's chest.

"Calm down, I'm here" Arlan continued to calm yaya down with a similar whisper as he kissed the girl's head.

"You're evil! hiks, nasty!"

Arlan nodded, admitting that he was a little cruel and coercive with this girl, but that was all he did to keep yaya from getting away from her. Arlan is obsessed with this girl.

"was tired, his crying? Hm?"

Yaya did not reply, the girl let Arlan wipe away her tear trail "why silence? Angry at me, angel?"

"I'm not an angel! i'm yaya.. hik"

Arlan smiled anxiously looking at the red face yaya, he was crying was indeed that strong until his entire face turned red.

"Come, eat" Arlan quickly held the yaya ala koala in front, yaya who found the treatment was immediately shocked, he tried to rebel but useless, he was not, Arlan was much stronger and his body was very limp at the moment. So yaya chose silence, giving in this time.

Arlan smiled brightly as yaya leaned her head against the chest of the man's field, ah this was a moment she really liked, when yaya was submissive and being as sweet as now.

"Arlan.." yaya said when the man had put her on the king-size bed shades of pink.

Arlan grabbed the tray, he stirred the warm milk there, then gave it to yaya "drink"

"No, I just want to eat that" said Yaya shook her head as Arlan thrust the glass with milk

"Alright" Arlan took the plate making yaya confused herself.

"Open her mouth dearly" pinta Arlan gently, making yaya unconsciously obey her.

Yaya chewed in silence, he looked at Arlan who was filling the spoon with food

"Arlan.."

"hm?"

"I want to go home" great-grandson Yaya hopes Arlan is devastated. This time he had to play a sweet obedient girl, so that Arlan was satisfied and willing to obey his words.

"Going home? This is your house, baby"

Yaya thunts Arlan's attention, evidently the man begins to get into yaya's deception. "Why is that?" Arlan desperately held back the anxiety of staring at the pursed yaya lips forward.

"Arlan... yaya want to go home, yaya bobo her at the kost yaya aja yes?" persuading yaya to whine a little, making Arlan stunned at the girl's drastic change.

"Arlan?" yaya advanced closer, he patted Arlan's cheek gently until the man woke up from his daydream.

"No dear, from now on it's your home. Your return is only here" Arlan said firmly ignoring the pleading gaze that emanated from the girl's eyes.

Oh my God, why did yaya turn out to be so adorable!?