Mr. Antagonists
Twenty-four ( Mister? )

...° Mr. Antagonist °...

" By! Wake."

Sagara breathed a short breath. The 178 cm tall man walked up to the window and opened the curtains until sunlight crept in.

Alma moaned softly, piqued by the glare of the light. Turn back to the light and fall asleep again.

Sagara shook his head in wonder. This wife has been acting differently since last night. It is difficult to wake up, but usually he who woke up earlier than himself.

However, after a night of being drunk and acting strangely along the aisle then doing things that are beyond reason - walking squat, talking to the wall, talking, and worse get into the refrigerator because of the heat - and babbling is not clear and swearing bright light.

It was almost noon and they had planned to visit Smith's residence because Grandma had asked for it. But Alma was still deep in her dreams.

" Once it is, let it be. I'll call grandma to be late."

Sagara walks towards the kitchen to make coffee, waiting for Alma to wake up watching television while enjoying coffee seems better.

...***...

In one room, two people were talking. One of them was sitting in a chair arrogantly and looking straight at the man in front of him.

" Watch the face in this photo is good. In the future you're assigned to watch him and report what he's doing." Her speech. The man in front of her looked at the photo of a girl in a smiling butler's outfit.

" He's who?"

" He was one of the servants in his mansion who became a mistress. Very devious, she tempted their young master to become the little mistress of the residence." Snarled.

" Only a servant should be supervised? Shouldn't we just get rid of it?" The man asked his master.

The master just smiled grinningly.

" It's exactly right! But before that, we have to know if he is an easy opponent to get rid of or not. Understood?" The man nodded in understanding.

" Hm, go. Do your job,"

" Okay, Mister." After the departure of his subordinates, the master rested his body in his great chair. Turn the chair up to face directly with glass that displays the entire city from up there.

" It's been 15 years since your departure, should I avenge them?"

...***...

Finally the one waiting opened his eyes. Alma yawned slowly while walking towards the bathroom. His body felt sticky and sore as if he had run out of sports.

" Why did I finish? So sick!" His complaint.

After a ritual bath that took half an hour, he put on a casual dress, came out of the bathroom and continued with skin care.

Living in this world makes him have to wear facial treatments. Everyone here is flat with a smooth face and beautiful, although Alma's face is also among the beautiful.

" Are you awake?"

Alma glanced at Sagara who was at the door through the mirror. He suddenly remembered the man's words last night. Mood Alma immediately went down considering that, she really did not accept being cheated on.

"Hmm," little Deheman came out of his mouth to answer Sagara's question. The man leaned his body watching Alma who was busy applying skincare to his face. He raised his face, without Alma knowing the man was upset.

Alma stopped, she wrinkled her face hearing that angry mixed tone of voice. He turned his face to Sagara.

" Why should you be angry?!"

Sagara threw away his face when the question he asked. The man stood up straight without even wanting to look at him.

" Lo better get that thing done. Time has been wasted because of Lo!"

Alma gave a rough snort as soon as Sagara's figure disappeared from her room. He grumbled annoyed while finishing his skincare event.

" Have I spent 5 hours? You evil-mouthed man!" The girl glanced at the clock which showed at 12 noon less than a few minutes which hung on the wall.

" Anj-at 12!?"

Alma stood up frantically, even her legs bumping against the dressing table. He ran out of the room but came back to get a bag and a cell phone.

" the sagara!! Why don't you wake me up anyway?! We're too late. How's dong!?"

Sagara glanced at him at a glance then went back to watching television that aired advertisements.

" I've woken up Lo many times. It's the kebo!" Ketus Sagara's. Alma heard it, she immediately sat beside Sagara.

" My G-s were drunk last night, so it was a blur." Alma said reasoned. Sagara's gaze is on him.

" Who told you to get drunk?"

Alma bowed in fear at the sharp gaze that Sagara directed at him. " Y-yeah rather than having to seduce people'll make me drink."

Sagara suddenly came closer to him and then raised his song until his gaze was lifted. The eyes of the address were glued with those black netra, his heart pounding fiercely.

" Let's tempt me." Said Sagara slowly. Alma blinked in shock as she hiccupped at it.

" O-O don't want to! Shame is seen people" cried Alma encouraging the man to stay away. He slightly shifted himself to not get too close to Sagara.

Sagara chuckled amusedly, "why should I be ashamed? we're a couple's husband and wife." Said astonished.

Alma lowered her head slowly feeling the heat in the area of her face. Said the husband and wife from Sagara's mouth make him embarrassed half to death. He's still not used to it.

" What anjir, make people ashamed." Heart grumbled.

" We're going to Grandma's house in the afternoon, I told you that." Said Sagara telling, alma mangut mangut.

Kruyukks

The rumbling sound coming from Alma's stomach made Sagara look at him amusedly. " On the dinner table there's food, I just pesen online." He said while chuckling.

" O-okay." Alma immediately moved from there with a face trying to stay calm and cool. When she was in the kitchen, she wanted to cry as hard as she could.

" Absolute shame on astaghfirullah!!"

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