Good Romance With My Bad Mafia
CHAPTRE 4

"That's nothing to me" answered Arlan flatly, to him it was just cheap milk that he never tasted once.

Yaya nodded "yes already. For this.." yaya wiggled the plastic bag "thank you very much"

Arlan nodded "did you go straight in there?" intercept Arlan when yaya is about to get out.

"Of course, why?"

Arlan shook his head, he himself was confused by his attitude. I don't know why he wouldn't part with Yaya.

"You're getting some rest right?" ask her again who immediately embraced yaya.

"Hu'um, I'll sleep two hours, then get back ready for work"

Arlan's eyebrows swooped sharply "work again? You're going back to that restaurant?"

Yaya shook her head "ah, you don't know... I work in two places, in the morning I work in a restaurant, and in the evening I will work in a bag factory near here" she told the newspaper.

"Aren't you tired of working all the time?"

Yaya's forehead scrunched up "why are you this? That's my business anyway, if I don't work from where do I get the money? You think I can make money anytime?" the girl's snort began to puff at Arlan.

I don't know why Arlan was too pampered this time.

"Just work for me, will you?"

Yaya immediately shook his head, again the appeal of his three friends came out loud warning that the girl limit herself "unnecessarily. I'm happy with my job"

Arlan sighed roughly "Ten million per month, is that enough?" her bargain was so seductive of matre yaya's soul.

"Se-ten? What kind of job is that?"

Arlan grinned thinly staring at the girl's cengo face "being my assistant, how is it?"

"You're mocking me?!"

Arlan was surprised to hear the girl's screech.he looked at Yaya's reddened face, obviously the girl was angry at him.

Yaya clucked "already, I'm lazy to serve you. If I just want to vilify me, there I don't have much time" Yaya opened the door to get out but closed again when her hand was held by Arlan's burly hand

"Again. According, can?" said the man was trying to be patient

Yaya creeped out feeling a dark aura that suddenly created around him "I already have Arlan's work. And stop taking care of me, you're nobody!"

"I only care about you!"

Yaya clucked as several pedestrians stared at his direction, he closed the car door again, choosing to solve this problem first in order to leave Arlan immediately.

"what do you want?" ask yaya ketus

"You left that job"

Yaya smiled forcefully "and worked for you?" her question which was immediately called Arlan "unwilling! I don't want Arlan, don't force me!"

"you'll get sick, you'll rarely eat breakfast! And this afternoon you had lunch with cheap bread! Are you going to torture yourself?!"

Yaya is silent, in his heart he cursed Arlan who somehow could know all that "not your business" .

"alright... If that's what you want"

Yaya frowned to find Arlan no longer forced her "have you?"

Arlan glanced next to the raised eyebrow, then he nodded his head.

Yaya heaved a sigh of relief "in that case, I entered. And, you're careful when you're driving"

Seeing Arlan just nodding, the girl rushed away before something she didn't like happened again. Arlan was so strange, his mind was hard to guess, Yaya had to be careful when near him.

Arlan did not blink looking at the girl's departure. "hard-headed base" murmured her with a thin grin decorating the handsome face.