Lady'S Gentleman

Lady'S Gentleman
Who Is She?!


Dizziness...


Ayumi complains while taking her pain killer pill.


His body is sick.


Feet pain.


Lazily he put on his mountain boots, then his clothes. A little complaining because the panty is no longer usable, but the room has been cleaned Arman, so the remnants of last night are neat.


What time did the man wake up?


Never mind... Ayumi did not want to know.


Now I think about how he got home.


Hitchhiking who...


Or he might wait for Arman to come home from work and ask to be picked up by the heli.


"Of the..."


The deg!!


Ayumi stopped her steps.


A familiar voice from behind.


Why would...


Why is Trevor still here?!


Oh no, running is impossible!


They are in a corridor.


Ayumi found no other solution, other than to face... His ex-girlfriend.


"You..." Trevor glanced at the room where Ayumi had come out just now.


Arman's Room.


Then he stared hard.


"I promised Sebastian I wouldn't meet you." said Ayumi softly as she took a step back.


"There's no father here" Trevor said. "Since when are you here."


"From the beginning."


"You're involved with all this?"


"Yes." Yeah."


"Can you please explain?"


"No."


"Of the..."


"Please don't come any closer. In exchange for my guarantee of safety, I promised not to see you. So please understand my situation. I almost died persecuted Yamaguci."


"Why did you get out of Arman's room?"


"He's my future husband."


Trevor freezes.


"He's... What's?" Trevor's voice sounded snarling.


"We're getting married so I can settle down more easily..."


Brakk!!


Trevor hit the wall beside him.


The trouble has peaked.


"What's right Ayumi.." he growled as he approached Ayumi.


Damnit...


Inner Ayumi.


*****


"Cieee very stylish sir, early in the morning work with a heli..." Ipang greeted Arman with an excited grin on his face.


Arman snorted as he handed his gun bag to Ipang. The guy immediately fell to the floor because it turned out that the bag was very heavy. Arman looked at it like it was nothing.


"Borrow your tie, tie me somewhere." Says Arman.


"Yes..." Ipang carried the weapon bag with great difficulty. More precisely, to drag and pull.


"I read your notes for the press conference yesterday. Pretty good. You made it?" ask Arman.


"No. Dirga is the one who made it..."


"Huh?" Arman stopped his steps.


Ipang nodded.


"Mas Dirga all day I work. Here he is early in the morning already hanging on your desk... Sampe Mbak Reny didn't own it and eventually stepped aside to the operator."


Why is Dirga here...?


Grumpy Arman in the heart.


"Dam!" greet Dirga, while raising her hand and staying seated casually in Arman's work chair.


Arman tried to suck it up, while turning on his computer he was sitting on...


dirga lap.


"What the hell is this in my chair." grumbled Arman.


"Bro don't move me to wake up.." said Dirga while grinning.


"What the hell are you doing here, baby?" ask Arman.


"I'm looking for you, really bad..." She hugged Arman.


"Oh my goodness, he was also left for a day." replied Arman.


"There is no slot for leaning.." said Arman.


"Lo's still raw, bitter..." Dirga fluttered his hands to Ipang.


"He was forced to look at Susan." Bisik Arman's.


"It's the fruit of the injection of rotten cepets, Yang.." said Dirga.


Then the two of them looked at Ipang cynically.


"Hello 110, I would like to report to the Commander asusila, make BAP how?!" sahut Ipang posed for a call.


"Hush, move! We want to report!" hiss Arman was afraid.


"Don't be my dong rank naek if caught apprentice as Garnet's secretary?!" Dirga is afraid.


"Pak Armaaaaanannn.." Yani's voice came from the intercom.


"Yes, honey?"


"That's a geniiit already have a wife..."


Arman clucking.


He completely forgot.


"habits. Why Yan?"


"Dibiasain aja no papa anyway, do we not affect the yellow janur kaaan?!"


"Not that. My wife is a former Yakuza member. If you're in any way..."


Yani remained silent.


"A.lc.anu... Just want to tell you that Mr. Sebastian has come and he asked to be found in a large meeting room. P... Paaq..." Yani stuttered.


The co-chancellor already knew about these yakuza-yakuza'an and the Milady abduction. But the personnel have warned so that all employees shut up or immediately fired without severance.


Arman took a breath.


"okay, Yan. All in the afternoon, gather all the secretaries and operators. I want a briefing for a minute."


"Good Sir."


Arman rubbed his nape.


"From this morning I really did not feel good about being called... I want to be diomelin." Arman confides in Dirga.


"Yes, it's your fault." said Dirga.


"Ck! You're making me more upset, you rese." Arman kicks Dirga's calf at a glance.


"That's what it is. lo hadepin. How you doing?!"


"Gue tipped Pange one" Arman said to Dirga.


"Don't call Pange." Ipang said


"Yes already sa n ge." said Arman as he passed.


"The mouth needs to be given sunlight Mr. Arman.." muttered Ipang.


*****


Ayumi devoured the dish in front of her voraciously. Croisant, corn soup, some fry market... He ate like this his last day on earth.


This is because Ares Manfred has been draining his energy all day!


Trevor had pulled her to eat because Ayumi's stomach suddenly sounded tight. Be they are now in the villa dining room.


But the man in front of him was just waiting for him to eat, not invite him to chat or ask questions.


Mercifully... Thought Ayumi.


Trevor stared at him.


Who is this woman?


Physically very similar to Ayumi. But it's 180 degrees different!


Anyways... Her clothes...


A leather jacket? Dress one piece behind it and... Boots?! Although all made by Parisian designers but definitely not the style of Ayumi more feminine.


This woman did not even want to look Trevor in the eye.


Just struggling with the food in front of him.


His body was full of bruises and wounds. Some bandages here and there.


Also... What's that mark on his neck?


Trevor frowned unhappily.


This was not the Ayumi he had known for over 10 years...


Ayumi glanced at Trevor at a glance.


Then go back to sipping the soup right out of his bowl.


Trevor's eyes are seen exploring Ayumi's body, analyzing and making assumptions.


Ayumi's phone rang. Specialized mobile phones from the Agency. It was on his screen the name 'Ares Bakayarou'.


"Moshi-moshi.." said Ayumi with a mouth full of bread.


"I'm on my way to see Mr. Sebastian. It's good that you're eating..."


"Males like you really should be taught how to treat women! at least there should be bread next to the bed! I have to walk 2 floors to the dining room?! You think I'm a robot? Lukaku's getting sicker, pain killer's no effect!"


"You don't take it, I'm dizzy again! I'm going to buy martabak, okay?! You can eat tuh to the fullest..be careful on the road yaaa!" Arman hung up.


"Eh wait... Aishh! Baka!! He really told me to go home alone!! Breng dude!!" yukui Ayumi was upset.


"Damn!" his gerrick.


Then Ayumi woke up...


In front of him is Trevor.


Stare at him with wide eyes.