Marrying the Driver's Child
CHAPTER 75

At this deserted police station, Arsen and I had just finished an interrogation. Just because of a kiss we had to answer a lot of questions from them. Damn, the photo evidence on Arsen's cell phone that just lit up, can't be solid proof that we're married.

Because of my status and Arsen who was still a student, they finally called Papa to pick us up.

I was really upset, at my age who was not a minor anymore, I had to face misfortune like this. Doesn't that kiss hurt anyone?

Arsen and I sat side by side, waiting for Papa to pick us up.

After waiting for a long time, Papa finally came with Pak Aji and also Papa's lawyer.

Papa's lawyer took care of everything.

“You guys do anyway?” ask Papa who is now sitting next to me, replacing Arsen who chose to stand.

“Ngot nothing, we just stopped by to see the sights continue ...”

I couldn't explain to Papa that we were kissing.

“Terus pervert!” papa Sahut.

“We're not perverted, Pa. Just a kiss doang, wrong?” my reply. “Actually the wrong is Papa, I am still young why married, if I think it would be considered perverted.” I grumbled at my own papa.

“So now you nyesel papa nikahin you same Arsen? You're the one who kisses papa who gets blamed, "sneer. Papa really can't be blamed and defeated, always turning my words around.

“Pak Erick, everything is in order" Papa's lawyer said.

“We are sorry for this misunderstanding, Mr. Erick Ardiansyah," said one of the police officers who may be of the highest rank here, I don't know whether I understand either.

“I don't want the problem of these two kasmaran boys until the public smell.” Papa with his cool face gave a warning to all the police here.

“Udah know the boy is still married,” muttered.

We all got out of this police station safely. Papa has been nagging us, warning us not to repeat this incident. Arsen just silently listened, but I didn't accept any of Papa's babble at all. The son of the Magic Grandmother was the same as his mother when she was preaching.

“Papa first aja.” I opened the back door of Papa's car, so that Papa would get in and stop nagging.

“You go straight home, yes! Arsen do not want to be invited strangely with this bad boy," Papa's message before finally getting into the car.

“Dah Pa, we follow from behind, yes.” I immediately closed the car door, after Papa came in and sat in it.

“Hah, Papa really-carry kayak Oma. He's the wrong person, I just graduated from school already married, Papa is wrong,” my grumbling when Papa's car starts leaving us.

Arsen pulled my hand to walk towards the motor park.

“So, you married me?” asked Arsen who was now looking at me fixedly.

I couldn't resist the charm, I reflexively poked my hand around Arsen's neck.

“No, I never married you. Especially after ...”

I can't go on with my words, ashamed to say such perverted things to Arsen.

Our eyes are still locked together, maybe Papa is right that we are two boys in a kasmaran.

“You pervert here? Want to continue the case?” ask someone who made us feel wrong.

I kept my body away from Arsen, while Arsen put a jacket and helmet on my body.

“Ngak, Sir. Here is also not good, later you want,” I replied.

Arsen looked at me without a blink, his hand that was still trying to button the helmet on my head immediately stopped, he was sculpting.

“Udah let's go home! We continue at home.” I flickering seductive Arsen.

“Basic child ABG!” The police then went back inside.

I smiled amusedly looking at Arsen's expression which was just dumbfounded.

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One month after meeting Aunt Sabila, not much has changed in my life. Me and Arsen also live our household life as usual.

Today, Nana and I were shopping in a shopping mall. I didn't shop long enough after I got married to Arsen. Actually it's not that Arsen didn't give me the money, but I'm trying to appreciate Arsen's giving by spending it to the best of his ability.

After getting her first paycheck, Arsen told me to buy some nice clothes, because the plan was for us to have a romantic dinner tonight.

“Kim, I went there briefly yes,” said Nana who I replied with a nod.

I continued to choose a dress, until I was finally amazed by the sleeveless pink dress with lace on the thigh. I immediately picked it up, but someone was also holding onto the dress.

I looked at the man, and I was surprised by him.

“Eh, we have the same taste,” he said with a smile on me.

“Tante Sabila,” my sap is a little hesitant.

The woman scrunched her forehead and eyebrows. A few seconds later he smiled.

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...Well, who is he? Aunt Sabila or not? Watch out for prank!...

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