Good Romance With My Bad Mafia
CHAPTRE 18

Czech....

Yaya is shocked when the figure of Arlan appears behind the door that just opened. The girl quickly wiped the food stain on the corner of her lips, she even threw the origin of the napkin she was wearing into her empty meatball bowl.

Arlan smiled faintly looking at the extremely reddened yaya face, especially at the part of the girl's lips. "Happy?" ask her to pretend to relax.

Yaya nodded, he patted the empty spot next to her, Arlan according, he sat there.

"Where are you from?" tanya yaya stared at Arlan's suit which since morning was always the same. Shirts wrapped in green suits are also matching material pants.

"My workspace" replied Arlan.

Yaya nodded "have you finished your work?" ask the girl again.

Arlan nodded "hm"

"Are you tired?" yaya asked with a look in Arlan's disheveled face.

Arlan nodded his head again "that's it"

"If you're tired, why come here? Why don't you just rest in your room?"

"I want to see you first" said Arlan while looking for a beautiful face yaya, ranging from eyes, nose, to lips. So endearing.

"Can I go out? I'm ing—"

"Can't"

Yaya chirped in annoyance as her remark was cut by the man "sucks" she muttered softly

"I heard it" said Arlan

Yaya snorted, he stared intently at the man "there, go get some rest. Don't bother me!"

Arlan nodded "but hug first" he spread his arms making yaya squeak in his heart "alright... Because my mood is good, I want to do this" yaya immediately entered hugging the burly body.

Arlan smiled, he shook his body to move to the left and right "happy because it was against my ban? hm?"

Suddenly yaya froze, surprised, but as much as possible he neutralized himself so as not to be suspected more by Arlan "t-no! Yaya isn't naughty" her great-grandson nervously.

Yaya nodded, the girl took off her embrace "go away, you need to rest, don't push yourself too much, you'll get sick"

Arlan mumbled his smile, honestly he was very pounding at the moment "you care?" tanya Arlan is stale

Yaya nodded "of course. If you're sick... You.." yaya looked down confused by what sentence he should say

Arlan raised his chin until now the view of the two met "me?" ask Arlan to clarify

Yaya cleared his throat, a brilliant idea was present in his head. "If you're sick... I-I'll be sad" he said with a face of the nelangsa, making Arlan's heart a little touched.

"You're sad that I'm sick? that so?" ask Arlan to make sure. He was very happy to hear the words from Yaya's lips.

Yaya slapped at Arlan's face which was very fixed staring at her "j-don't look at me so!" his decak stared fiercely at Arlan's face.

Arlan chuckled, he nodded "alright... But you haven't answered me"

Yaya puffed her cheeks, why does this man like to watch her!? You thirsty man caress!

"Y-yes, I would be sad if this annoying guy got sick" he said as he pressed Arlan's nose tightly making the master giggle amused.

Arlan bit the index finger yaya with anxiety, only briefly but the effect is able to make yaya sculpt in place staring at his tiny finger.

"Your face is flushed, are you sick?" asked Arlan to tease the girl.

Yaya who was originally in shock now looked back at Arlan "ew! Why bitten!" his mouth wiped the index finger on Arlan's body "my hand must smell in your saliva!" his scolding stared intently at Arlan's face.

Not his fear of Arlan precisely chuckled gaunt, he damaged his girl's hair to a mess of "you're so adorable"

Yaya clucked "ARLAN! you!.. hiiihhh!" yaya hits Arlan then kicks the man's thigh until it shifts away

Arlan laughed, and he found out that the girl was very rude. "You're torturing me, baby" Arlan rubbed his shoulder that was still beaten yaya.

"You're looking for trouble with me!" yaya stops his action, he then crosses his chest staring in the other direction "huh!"

Arlan smiled "don't sulk too often, dear. I'm not good at persuading women" Arlan stroked the girl's hair.

"You are, forced! How can you persuade well?" dumel Yaya stared straight at the door.