Lady'S Gentleman
Another Gentleman Story, Begin...

The warning!

Containing the Sexiness of an Arman.

Over hallucinations, own responsibility.

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Arman woke up with his head dizzy that morning.

Hangovers... He is rarely drunk.

Somehow he just wanted to forget for a moment the annoying activities of the day he went through, so after the rest, He and Leon hang out at the Bar, reminiscing about the times when he was a foster child of Mr. Baskara, and the, and ended up in...

Arman even forgot how he came home.

And whatever he did after taking a few sloves of the liquid that warmed his body. Maybe some kind of Liquor... His memories only recorded the effect of hovering in his body.

At this time, he woke up because...

Sedentary aroma.

Knocking hull.

In a state of complaining because his eyes were glazed by the sunlight, he could see a woman with an apron in the kitchen, behind him.

Mammy?

Or Mama?

If it was Mom, her figure was too tall and slender. His mother was only 148cm in size, with a slightly plump stature.

If it was Mama, her hair was too black and her skin was too white. Mom is tall and her hair is blonde. Mama's skin is not too smooth, there are some typical Caucasian spots.

And... Like he had known this woman for a long time.

It feels so familiar...

"Awake? Want some heartburn?" a clear voice with a strange accent.

A glass of water was thrust near his head that was still sticky with a pillow.

Arman straightened his body which felt very heavy with great difficulty. His head hurts so much.

Then sit on the edge of the bed, receive a glass of water and a mint-flavored ulcer medicine.

What day is it, huh?

Her thought.

Arman squinted his eyes looking for his phone.

He found none within his sight.

"Handphone and your wallet in front of the tv. There are several Missed Calls from Janet, Yani, Gloria, Rosa, and Clara." That clear voice said.

"And one of Sebastian Bataragunadi."

Arman's gaze suddenly became clear.

And his mind began to function normally.

He stood up, passed Ayumi and walked towards his cell phone.

Is correct...

Sebastian called, 3 o'clock in the morning.

Jeez Sir... He thinks I can standby 24 hours to take care of his needs?!

Arman complained in his heart.

Then call back.

"For Sir.." said Arman as the third ring was lifted.

"If your head still hurts, call again later." Sebastian said from across the phone.

"Sorry sir, I've been on standby." said Arman.

"The security for tomorrow is 100%, right?" ask Sebastian.

Arman thought a bit.

Security for which event?!

"Marriage of Dimas." said Sebastian reminded.

Oh... That show... Murmured Arman lazily.

"New..." His head hurts again. He needs to eat. "...about 85% because suddenly there are 10 additional invited guests, one guest needs extra security about a dozen personnel."

He thought finding personnel for security was easy.The 10 additional guests were all prime ministers and officials of neighboring countries.

All are Sebastian's guests... It was Dimas' wedding.

Arman complained in his heart.

"Tomorrow should be 100%. You can ask Irwan for help." Sebastian's voice sounded.

Yes Forgive... The police don't think there's any other work?!

"Yes Sir... Later I look around, if need be Fadil Day thugs I pay more to turn to us." Arman quipped.

"That's your job, just pissed off..."

Grunts Sebastian.

"Eat him do not mabok continue, maen chick continues... Dizziness will be." added the white-haired man.

Arman is starting to stumble. Why Sebastian is organizing his life. His parents are also not, giving bonus only 2x salary while working Arman such as maid+ bodyguard+ secretary+ driver. It should be 4x, right...?!

"Tomorrow 100% sir, I try to find people. Do not need to involve the police, later our people even arrest all.." said Arman.

A movement in the corner of his eye.

He glanced at Ayumi who was standing watching herself next to the stove.

Oh right, there's a white rabbit living in his house from now on.

With 'black patches'...

The black patches that he had to remove slowly...

"Can you please get me another drink?" whisper Arman to Ayumi.

Ayumi opened the refrigerator and stretched out cold mineral water with the seal still closed.

Just like Arman needed.

And...

The woman also held out her training pants.

Arman.

What do training pants do?

Then the woman pointed at Arman's body with her chin without making a sound.

Arman looked down...

He was in a state without clothes.

Where's clothes?

"I actually called you because there's another one I asked." Sebastian said

Arman stared at the digital clock on the wall.

On Saturday... At 8am.

"Yes sir." Arman was patient. Stomach rumbling.

"How to defuse the anger of a childish woman?"

Arman clucking.

That again...

How many prizes did Arman choose for Milady.

Everything is not necessarily successful because Milady is a unique woman, different from the normal women that Arman knows.

And Sebastian never knew how to treat his girlfriend, even though she was now a wife.

"Buy crayon only sir..." Arman Goda.

"Don't joke. He did not escape from the game. I want to turn off the electricity, and then I'll go on a rampage..."

"Oh, make sure he's cut his nails..." Arman becomes more excited about teasing Sebastian.

"I was going to add your salary because you have to take care of Asse, it seems I have to brick..."

"Just follow what she wants Milady sir." Sahut Arman fast. "Father don't want to be selfish. He asked for A love A... Do not need to be overdone do not need to be reduced. Again the tantrum... You make it wrong again." said Arman quickly. "My salary is really Paaak." He tried to seduce Sebastian.

"She let it go until she gets bored. That's how he's defusing his emotions. Or the... You guys just learn to play games. Let's be more romantic..." Arman chuckles.

"I follow your proposal, if Milady dies down, your pay goes up. If he gets any stranger, you're me..."

"By the way when was the last time Milady was on the moon?" ask Arman quickly. His intention was to distract.

"You mean..."

"Yes who knows he's PMS again... Or the... The contrary. Just ask, sir. I think women like Ms. Milady prefer openness, so prefer to be asked directly."

"...tadi... 'Instead' that's what do you mean?" ask Sebastian.

"What do you think?"

"Go back to Arman... I'm not a psychic."

"Do not do it if you already know sir, I am single, lazy when asked about the problem of the wife... Getting me married is hard."

"I pray you'll be a pussy."

And Sebastian hung up.

Arman grunting.

Bodo is very much the same wife of others...

Now it's... Where should he find additional personnel...

Arman sighed while wearing his training pants and then sat down at the dining table.

There is already toast and eggs, with a little colorful vegetables.

It does need something that is easily digested to relieve the hangover.

"Do you need coffee or something?" ask the woman.

"Hm.." It's like having ART... Asik. Thought Arman "May." sizzled the man.

But if only this way Ayumi hoped that Arman would treat her more gently... Eit, go ahead!

Arman has been concerned about her life for most of her career at Garnet Security, due to Trevor's reliance on Ayumi and Sebastian's suspicions. He can still be helped! Arman understands that Ayumi is a devious and vengeful woman. Also, very slippery. With his innocent face he cheated everything.

But...

It is not Arman's name, if he cannot overcome all the minds of the medusa bulus...

Once you see the woman's eyes, you become a stone. Petrifying, more precisely. He was hypnotized and followed like a buffalo being shoved in his nose by a shepherd. Like Trevor...

However, this does not apply to Arman.

Because it's...

He himself has become a 'stone'... His heart has been broken since his parents died.

How many achievements, how many busy and how many women in his life, no one can revive his heart.

Back to real life.

He called Dimas.

First ring.

Arman thought.

Why did he contact this guy?

Second ring.

Arman thought again.

I don't know, just feeling that Dimas has a solution for everything.

Third ring.

"Dimas handsome here. Why yak?" I heard a greeting from across.

Arman sneers.

"Sir Dimas, this is Arman."

"Sir Arman! Don't you think Semalem lo and Leon fell asleep at the bar?! I'm like Brother Beradek Mafia. Then the novel is up... The father's motorbike is still in the club yak, I have paid for parking for semalem." Dimas' mouth just hit the scene.

Oh, so Arman can get home safely because Dimas delivered...

"Oh, Yes Mr. Dimas. Thanks yeah. I like to forget myself if I meet a fellow fighter. Even though me and Mr. Leon are different backgrounds, I'm a cop he's a gangster, but still the same as Mr. Baskara's foster son."

"This is your number, I save ya.." said Dimas.

"Sir, I called because I wanted to ask for help." said Arman while putting a piece of carrot baked with butter into his mouth. It is also good to cook the medusa...

"Yes sir?"

"I'm short of people for security at Mr. Dimas' wedding tomorrow, any reference?"

"Well... Not tomorrow has 200 personnel been deployed?!" hiss Dimas.

"Yes..."

"Much less?! The guest from where the Mr. Sebastian likes to make a riot!"

Lah, he thought less violent what was he?! Inner Arman.

"I email the list only well, but promise me, before opening an email from me... Calm your heart first."

"Lo don't kidnap me dong.." Dimas' voice sounded less confident.

"All I can say is that there are 2500 invitations and all of them are important officials in big companies and the governments of many countries..."

There was the sound of people hitting the pillow from across.

"Actually each of them also has their own aides and bodyguards, but from Garnet Group also provides security services. The problem is I'm short of about 50 more people because there are 10 guests scheduled to come at the last moment..."

The sound of people hitting the bed.

Arman chuckles.

He was actually sorry for Mr. Dimas.

Ordinary people who are raised to be made... Bondslave.

If you can choose, Arman will be himself rather than Dimas.

Just because I fell in love with Queen Bataragunadi...

"Gue has acquaintances... Market thugs. His name is Bang Sa'ad. I wanted to invite you to be a guest... But let me buy them another day. They also often hire Trevor and MasBram for land acquisition..."

"What's her name? Bang**sat?!" Arman frowned

"Don't call it one. Bang Sa'ad.." Dimas's voice sounded softly. Maybe he was holding his head in a pile of pillows because of depression.

"Oh... May I have a contact, sir?"

Ayumi is seen leaning against her chair carefully, and eating her food while watching television. A squeaky look on his eyebrows, perhaps holding back the pain on his back that was still injured.

The woman said nothing, but was still wearing a hotel kimono at the time.

Arman finished his meal, and went into the bathroom.

*****

"Wanna go?" ask Ayumi.

He asked because Arman was already wearing neat casual clothes.

"Yes.I came home a little late." and then showed the black card to Ayumi. "It's 10 million, your living expenses are a month. Buy clothes or make up that you like, online. If you need cash, there's a million in the drawer." He put the card in the drawer

Ayumi looked at Arman expressionlessly.

"You are not allowed to take the package to the lobby alone, later if there is a package, my security friends below will put it on the doorstep." continued Arman.

"I came home a little late. You can..." Arman looked at Ayumi from top to bottom. "Prepare yourself. Maybe I need you tonight."

"Whatever me? For what...?"

"It's not free, and you only have your body to pay for it."

Ayumi was suffocated to hear it.

That is to say...

For the shelter and needs to be paid Ayumi by giving up her body to work with Arman? Didn't she?!

Ayumi glared at Arman holding back her anger.

"I'm pretty soft if you don't try to escape..." Arman chuckles cunningly.

"May you not survive and your work is not smooth." said Ayumi as she turned her face and went back to watching television.

Arman snorted disdainfully then opened the door and exited.

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