Mr. Aran's the Idol Husband
Chapter 15

Night is almost here, though,

anara takes little if she has to leave Airin alone. “Rin, ,

you father its not back now.” Ask Anara

worry.“Mostan also bit again.” for a moment Airin sculpted with pale. Just remembered

with Aran. “But I want it ..” Anara's speech truncated.“No turning

there, I again want to own.” weak but firm voice said sure.”Though

you are sick again. Don't judge it donk.” Anara looks unhappy.”Tangks

so come.” said Airin with my eyes and smile.”His allergies are bad

not anyway.” asked Wilson staring at a photo of Anara on the nightstand.”No, not tomorrow at most

also enter school.” his tone began to limp.

”There are no on

school, not strange anyway.” said Reynald with a face made sad.

”Still well Rey.”

a voice full of emphasis.

”Bdw when nih gw

ngedrive, pack the car in front.” Reynald looks impatient. Herself

predict the style of the race.

Laughter decorates

that room. Reynald is not only funny, he is also very smart to see the situation.

”Rin, really no

what is it that you're alone? Papah you why have not returned as well.” asked Anara

apprehensive.

”So I give

know that you're here.” Airin shows the phone with the screen off

them.

”So I'm a nelfon

you why in lift.” asked Anara with irritated eyes.

”Yah because.” Airin

turn on the screen, there looks a wallpaper that he thinks is foreign.  Oh, my God, it's Aran's phone. Dead already. How

explain it.

Attempting

in order not to be nervous but in fact his hands were shaking Airin twisted his brain so that he could

reasoned. With a panicked face Airin spoke in a brick. ”That was kar-na-was –

my phone has no voice.” Airin panicked.

”Try see.” Emma

trying to grab.

”Do not.” highlight

his eyes look upset.”Yaudah anyway.” there is disappointment on Ema's face.

”Balik yok, already

want tonight.” ema immediately stand up from bed.

”Rin if there is

what, let me know gw yaeh.” Anara felt sad when her best friend died

be ill. Airin nodded. They immediately got out of Airin's bed. Only

Wilson was standing near the nightstand.

”This is not because

you are trying to get sick right.” said Wilson in a soft tone.

”I am not loser.”

airin looked in annoyance.

“Yeah darling

anyway, it's okay until it hurts.” Wilson folded his hands with a haughty face.

”Get out.” Airin

hold upset.

“Party if not

can also be okay, my request is simple ko.” wilson grinned feel full

triumphs.

Almost 2 hours

they were at Airin's house, and it made her a little worried about the conditions

Aran's.

”Pak Aran.” Airin

calling in a slow tone. No answer got him down and checked

direct.

”Pak Aran.” times

”Bapaaak.”

shouting briefly. The girl pulled as hard as she could.

”They've

go.” asks Aran ahead out.

”Iya.”  Airin circled the bed to pick up the glass in

take it and give it to Aran.

“Sorry well sir.” with

airin's guilty face again picked up the empty glass.

“You haven't had a drink

the cure is.” Aran looks worried, then tries to reach for the medicine that is in the

airin's nightstand lying down.

“You did.”

Aran said after feeling heavy on his chest.

“I think father

dead.” Airin said with a stern face. It was like there was full of faith.

Aran tried

get up, align yourself with Airin. ”I will not die young Airin.” Aran

giving medication to Airin

“So mr kayak

no breath.” Airin sure. ”I think it's dead.” he continued.

“Yeah, that's because

I'm dehydrated.” Aran's voice was weak.

“Good by father

no why why, because I can't what.” Airin said with a face

flat but still cute.

Aran's Face

to hear the words of Airin.

Honestly Airin

is a pretty cute boy, he said with what he would

feel it. His eyes are slightly narrow his eyeballs are round, his eyebrows are not the same

being unique. Her cheeks are a little chubby, her nose is tiny, her eyelashes are not

lentic with long waist hair.

While Aran, the,

the figure of a famyly man, he was the last child of both brothers. Aran loved his mother very much, because

they are raised with love. There is no difference between mother and

their fathers loved each other.

Aran

strapping, but not muscular with broad shoulders and there are slight suture wounds in the

his shoulders, Aran himself has a baby face, straight hair and eyes

the warm. He is quiet but firm. Looking at Aran's face can be comfortable.

Aran the stirrup likes

reading books, in reverse with Airin does not like to read books but

watch.

Airin and Aran

being in front of the same tivi, but different activities. Aran is reading a book

airin is working on a training exercise. ”All task parts 1 to 5

must be true, do not forget the part that there is special.” a firm tone

which makes Airin upset.

Since the healing of Airin

from a fever a day makes Aran finish him with duty duty. I don't know which

it is past the lesson or not still have to be done with

thats right.

”This is me, being

workingya.” Airin's face glanced in annoyance. Why did the fever not last long.

Airin murmured, and regretted healing too soon.

Aran glanced at her

a moment later he immediately returned to enter a snack with a smile.

That night they

seen with his own success. Not much talk happened, though,

just a few questions.