Marrying the Driver's Child
MAS2 CHAPTER 11
After discussing with Papa, Arsen and I decided to go home because Arsen also needed a break. Honestly, I'm very happy with Arsen's decision to help Papa in the company.
We're on our way back to Papa's house.
“Oppa, thank you for helping Papa.” I tilted my body towards Asen who was focusing on his wheel.
“Are you proud if I become president?” ask Arsen.
I responded with a smile, of course I was very proud. Not because he's going to be president, but because I know he's working so hard for his success.
“Very proud, anyway you have to succeed as Arsen. So that I can also be famous.”
Arsen laughed at my answer.
Whatever happens, I will always be with you, because I know you are the best man I have ever known.
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Arriving home, I got out of the car to call Mr. Aji who is usually in the front yard. However, many times I called him, Mr. Aji still did not come out to open this locked gate. Finally I hit the doorbell because I waited too long for Mr. Aji.
Before long, Pastri came running, then opened the gate so that Arsen could put the car into the house.
“Pak Aji to where, Mbak?” ask me when Mbak Lastri closed and re-locked the gate of the house.
“Again behind the same Bi Sri, Non. Looks like they are talking seriously,” Mbak Lastri said.
I nodded then walked after Arsen who had finished parking the car.
Arsen took my hand as he walked into the house. I know she's very tired, and definitely wants to rest in the room soon.
Just now we were going to step foot to the bottom of the stairs, Mr. Aji had called Arsen, and finally I turned my head.
Mr. Aji and Bi Sri were already behind us with their faces tense.
“Mr, Mother. What's up?” tanya Arsen who approached Pak Aji and Bi Sri.
“Arsen, can we talk for a moment, Son,” asked Mr. Aji.
“What's up, Sir?”
Mr. Aji seems to need some privacy to talk to Arsen. I understood that and chose to leave them.
“Oppa, I'll go to the room first, yes.” I turned around and was about to set foot up the stairs, but Arsen grabbed my hand.
Pak Aji and Bi Sri were seen nodding. Actually I'm not good with Mr. Aji, but Arsen didn't take off my hand either.
“Let's talk there, Sir.” Arsen pointed towards the back garden, then pulled my hand slowly to walk after him.
I became curious, what would Mr. Aji say so that his face looks so worried.
We ended up sitting on a chair made of wooden sticks, which wrapped around a round table made of the same.
“What's up, sir? Why does it look like you're worried?” ask Arsen to Pak Aji, the man who has been taking care of him since childhood.
“Yesterday afternoon, I met Mr. Raffi, your real father,” said Mr. Aji who made Arsen's face turn tense.
“Then?” Arsen said with lips that faintly seemed to tremble.
“He asked your mother,” said Mr. Aji.
Instantly Arsen smiled wryly,
“So morning, you see, his daughter is being proposed to businessmen, you see the news on TV,”, said Mr. Aji again.
“Then what does this have to do with me, sir? If he remembers having children, it must have been taken care of since childhood, right?” Arsen looked annoyed, he just*mas his knee hard, surely he was holding back his emotions.
“The problem is not so Arsenic,”
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...The problem is we will talk about tomorrow....
Sorry late 🙏🙏, today Othor is really busy in the real world, so can not focus on the world of halu.
The important thing is up 2 chapters today.
Maybe tomorrow is also more busy, so please be understood yes, Othor keep trying to update it.
The ritual is not to forget.
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