Good Romance With My Bad Mafia
CHAPTRE 2

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Arlan smiled obliquely at the pale face of yaya, he was sure that at this time the girl was holding back the shame of half-dead. After he told everything that he was at the scene as well as the owner of the place yaya immediately silent, embarrassed.

"You still want that milk?"

Yaya raised his gaze, he hesitantly shook his head "no need. After all I've bought one box before" refused the girl "Easy? I still have to work. Sorry for the commotion at your store, I didn't mean to cause any trouble"

Arlan's gaze followed the yaya's movements that would move away from his "Arlan, can I ask you for help?"

Arlan was silent, but no doubt his head nodded in response to the words of the girl "please be ordinary, I mean.. We're not friends, we only know each other because of the incident back then. Don't give a damn about me, let's just say we've never met before"

The man's jaw tightened, his flat gaze suddenly emitting a dark, piercing aura when looked at. Yaya inched back slowly, the girl lowered her head once before she finally chose to leave Arlan alone.

Arlan chuckled blankly, this was the first time he felt that his name was being rejected by a woman. Was the girl born in antiquity? Does he not know Arlan's famous identity? Or maybe the girl was one of his enemy's allies?

Arlan growled furiously, will he be betrayed again this time? Come on, he's very happy to know the figure of Ayashya. The beautiful, kind girl he thought of as his guardian angel that night. But reality again forced Arlan to walk alone. The man held his temple, dizzy moment crept in the head looking at Ayashya's attitude which was very inversely proportional to last night.

"He's one of them?" muttered Arlan looked blankly ahead.

yaya stared at all the eyes that were currently sparkling so glare, there was a flash of anger, suspicious, happy, and hope that could be felt behind the gaze.

"What did Mr. Roverald say? you're not embarrassing me, are you?!"

Yaya shook his head, he looked at Bobi "we just greet each other, boss"

As the atmosphere suddenly cramped, everything drew closer to shrouding Yaya like a bully fly "You know her?!"

Yaya sighed, he shook his head, please! He does not like this excessive attention

"Why is he talking to you? I mean, I'm even prettier than you. Why did you choose you?"

Yaya glared in horror at one of her colleagues named Yona, the girl was always confident in her age who almost entered the head of three. It is fitting that many men who run away do not have interest in him.

"Let's go, just ask there. Anyway I think he's too young for you Yona" Yaya said before leaving to avoid the crowd.

Yaya can hear some of his other colleagues giggling in response to his remarks, do not know just yaya if at this time Yona has been flushed to hold back the annoyance as well as shame because of his actions.

"fuck you yaya" Yona clenched her hands staring at yaya's back, somehow yona was very - very dislike yaya. Since the girl entered work at this place, a lot of compliments appeared, a lot of compliments appeared, not for her, but for yaya.