Mr. Little Wife. Arogants
Season 2 (Chapter 35) "Much More Special"

Luna could no longer describe her happiness with words. Zian has returned to his side even though he is now without any memory of his past. For Luna, this is not important, because she can help Zian remember everything back slowly.

The girl had just arrived at Zian's residence. Luna planned to prepare breakfast for the young man and the beautiful girl deliberately arrived early so that her work could be completed on time.

With so much confidence Luna prepared all the ingredients she bought while on the trip earlier. But after the ingredients were neatly arranged on top of neja, Luna was confused what to cook. The girl scratched her nape that was not fat, how could she prepare breakfast for Zian while cooking alone Luna could not at all.

"Aahh, it's stupid. The important thing is to make breakfast," furious Luna resigned.

Luna began to wash and cut the ingredients she would cook for breakfast. But Luna herself did not know what she would cook as breakfast for Zian and herself. Luna is only the origin of cooking that is important it does not taste bad and can be eaten.

"KYYYAAA...!!!"

Luna shouted as loudly as the oil inside.l frying pan suddenly tapped and splashed everywhere. And shouted Luna startling the figure of the young man who had just finished bathing and was getting dressed.

The young man who must have been Zian undoes his intention to put on a shirt and rushes down. And when he arrived there, he saw a girl who was jumping in panic because of the hot oil that continued to explode. Zian snorted, the young man approached Luna then turned off the stove.

"Dumb girl, what exactly are you doing in my kitchen? And why are you here so early?" asked Zian while applying toothpaste on Luna's arm affected by the hot oil splash. "And look at mecerobohanmilu, you're getting hurt like this" Zian lifted his face and his gray eyes immediately whistled with Luna's brown eyes.

The girl scrunched her lips. "Based on reindeer sucks, if it wasn't for me caring about you, there's no way I could be here. At first I wanted to make breakfast for you, but things didn't go as I hoped. And this is how it ends," Luna sighed disappointedly.

Zian flicked Luna's forehead. "Based on you, already do not know how to cook but still force yourself. But thanks for the effort, Luna. And I'm banishing your good intentions. All right, 'cause you're here, after this, accompany me to breakfast. I'm gonna clean up this mess you created. You just sit down and wait a minute," Luna shook her head.

That girl won't leave. "I want to stay here and keep you cooking, how?"

Zian grunted heavily. "Basically stubborn. All right then, you stubborn bottom," cynical Zian and once again snapping an anxious head of chocolate Luna.

"Alright, it's up to you,"

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After breakfast. They went to the back garden to talk. There were so many things that Zian wanted to ask and talk about with Luna. Zian wanted to know a lot about the girl so that she could immediately regain her lost memories.

"Luna, can I ask you something?" Zian turned his head, his right eye locking onto Luna's pair of brown beads.

The girl nodded. "About what?" ask Luna curiously.

"It's about our relationship in the past. In the past, how close was our relationship? Are we lovers or not? Why would I feel like we had such a special bond in the past? Every time I look you in the eye or when I'm around you, I feel my heart beating fast." Said Zian at length.

"We are not lovers, and there has been no special bond between us in the past. But we are so close, even our relationships are much more special and special than lovers. We've always had a lot of time together, a lot of things we've done. We have many beautiful memories, but not a few sad memories that we have." Both of Luna's eyes looked teary.

Luna covered Zian's face. "Do you have any idea how broken I was when I found out you had amnesia? I thought after you lost all your memory you became easily controlled by your mother and that woman and then you hated me. I'm so scared, Zian. I'm really scared. I've lost you and I don't want the same thing to happen a second time. I.. i.eemmpphh,,,"

Luna did not continue her words because Zian first smothered her lips. Both of Zian's hands cradled Luna's face and her right eye was tightly closed. Although initially surprised, a few seconds later Luna managed to compensate for Zian's kiss, even Luna did not hesitate to reply.

Conscious Luna returned her kiss. Zian immediately changed their position by placing Luna on his lap. Next to Zian's hand pressed Luna's back head so that her kiss was not easily released, while the other hand hugged Luna's slender waist possessively.

"ZIAN QIN'S!! WHAT THE FUCK?"

But their kiss had to end because someone shouted. Luna snorted heavily. "Sad, you bullies, can't you let others be happy without having to spoil the atmosphere? Aishis... You female snake," cynical Luna while staring at the woman did not like.

"Zian, I'd better just go. The arrival of this woman makes me feel bad."

Luna got up from her seat and prepared to leave, until Zian's grip on her wrist stopped her steps. "I'll go with you" he said and made Luna's eyes sparkle.

"Really?" Zian nodded. "All right, what are you waiting for? Let's go," Luna hugged Zian's arm leaving Amanda.

"Yakk!! Just watch out for the two of you, I will definitely reply to you later!!" yelled Amanda who was really angry at Zian and Luna.

Luna turned her head and waved her hand at Amanda with a dismissive smile. The girl giggled amusedly at how Amanda looked as she was upset. While Zian could only snort and shake his head at the behavior of the girl beside him.

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Yellow Canola flowers adorn the beauty of spring on Jeju Island. On Jeju Island, spring comes earlier than any other Korean territory. 

And because of that reason, Luna decided to go to Jeju Island at the end of winter, so that she could see the arrival of spring faster.

Luna walked down the expanse of Canola flowers while stretching out her right hand. And the warm smile did not fade in the slightest from her beautiful face. Because the Canola Flower and spring have their own meaning for a Leonil Luna. Luna smiled broadly.

The breeze blows. The flowers sway in a beautiful spring. Spring. For a meaningful word. Verily Luna felt a tremor in the cold nights that seemed to envelop her spirit and soul. It was as if undergoing a void that spread in every second of exhaling. The girl was tired.

It has been four months, but there have been no signs that Zian will soon remember himself and regain all his memories.

It was indeed a pleasure to live side by side with Zian now, because he was warmer and softer to her. But still it felt so different and Luna missed the old Zian, who was cold and sharp-mouthed. But on the other hand he also felt happy, because at least Zian had returned to his side.

"What are you daydreaming about, hm?"

"Nothing, just enjoying the beauty of Canola flowers. Isn't spring special?" Luna lifted her face and looked at Zian with a faint smile on her waist.

Zian covered the side of Luna's face then kissed the thin lips that looked tempting. "It's almost evening, we'd better go home,"

Luna let go of Zian's hug then she turned around, her position and Zian now facing each other. Luna put her hands together on Zian's neck and locked his right eye. His face turned soft.

"It's all because of me, Zian. If only at that time you hadn't saved me, surely you wouldn't have suffered such bad luck. You will not have amnesia and disability" said Luna with teary eyes.

"What are you saying. I must have had a good reason why I had to save you at that moment. Besides, which guy would be quiet when he saw the girl close to him in danger, and if at that time I let you get hurt, that would mean I was the one who was so stupid," zian said at length.

"Zian, man,"

"We're home, it's almost evening. We can make it to Seoul by night if we don't come back now. I promise you, I will definitely take you back to this place,"

"Yes yes, let's go home,"

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"ZIAN, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?"

Zian who had just returned home was immediately greeted by the anger of the mother who was staring intently at him. The mother of three got up from her seat and approached Zian. Lady Dahlia raised her hand and...

PLAKKIS...

Madame Dahlia's hand was held back by Zian before slapping her face hard. "If your arrival is here just to make a fuss. You better go now. I'm so tired, Ma!! And I'm not arguing with you,"

"Based on a bad boy!! How dare you talk to your own mother like that? This must be all because of that woman!!Better stay away from him because he only has a bad influence on you!!"

"MAMA ENOUGH!!" zian interrupted his mother's words. "Stop convincing Luna, I don't know what kind of problem you have with that girl so you keep blaming her!! You'd better stop, and you've had enough of meddling in my life!!" Zian got up from before Dahlia and just left.

"Zian Qin!! You brat!! How dare you talk like that to your own mother!! Just look at it later, Mama will definitely make you regret it for life!!"

"Whatever!!"

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Regret always comes at the end of the story. That's not a figure of speech. Because that's what Dean now experiences after he lost everything because of his own stupidity. If only he had not trusted Miranda too much, it would have been fine and her life would not have ended this way.

Dean lived in solitude for many years. Because since going to prison no one else cares about him, especially Luna. The girl did not come at all to pick him up. As for Miranda, the woman had somehow gone where because she disappeared like she had swallowed the earth. Because there are no traces.

"Byet again, Dean?" scold an inmate who's in a cell with him."What the hell are you thinking? Your family?"

Dean shakes. "No, Uncle. I was reflecting on all my mistakes and my past stupidity. If only I hadn't let myself be fooled, maybe my life would still be fine. I'm really sorry Uncle, and because of my stupidity now I lost my only family" Dean said at length.

The man nodded heavily. "This is how life is, Dean. Sometimes there is love, and sometimes there is sorrow. We never know the mysteries of life in this world. We also do not know what fate awaits us tomorrow, whether it is good luck or bad luck. Because the past is a memory, the present is a reality and the future is a hope filled with mysteries and puzzles. We as ordinary humans can only follow the path of destiny that has been determined for us,"

Dean closed his eyes and sighed heavily."If I still had a chance once. I want to go back in time and correct all the mistakes I made because of my stupidity and hypocrisy."

The man patted Dean on the shoulder. "Never give up on the situation, young man. It's never too late to apologize and correct any mistakes you've made in the past. If you get a chance, talk to your sister. God is forgiving when he is not,"

"But the problem isn't that simple, Uncle. How can I apologize to him. If he visits me he never!!"

"Uncle, can't help you, Dean. It's late at night we better get some sleep now,"

"Yes, Uncle,"

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The night is getting late. Luna was still awake. The girl stood in the balcony of her open room. His face looked up, his pair of brown pearls staring at the millions of stars scattered across the night sky.

"Papa, I miss you," the girl mumbled.

And this is what Luna always does when she misses her father. Standing in his balcony until late at night just to see the stars. Because he believed that the person who had died would become one of the stars in the sky, even though Luna herself did not know whether the myth was true or not. He always found peace and quiet whenever he looked at the stars.

TING...!!

The clanking sound on her phone distracts Luna. Luna got up from the balcony and re-entered her room. An incoming message that instantly made the corner of his lips lift upwards.

Luna put her phone back in its original place without intending to reply to the message. Then Luna laid her body on top of her super comfortable bed. And in just a matter of seconds, the girl was already asleep in her dreams.

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