SPOILED YOUNG MASTER FROM MILAN
Chapter 51

A few years later, at the International Airport, a man from abroad walked down a private jet. The man who looked different to most people was walking leisurely towards a middle-aged man.

"Welcome to Indonesia, Mr. Aarav!" greet the man.

"Hemm," replied Aarav.

"Let me take you to the destination. Come with me, Sir!" continue the man.

Then the man stepped into a black car parked in the airport lobby. Specialized cars and latest models. The man turned out to be a driver who was assigned by the company to help smooth Aarav's activities while in Indonesia. His name was Agus.

"Please come in, Mr. Aarav!" mr. Agus said kindly.

Aarav entered without saying a word. The man sat down elegantly. Agus immediately closed the door and headed back to the steering wheel. After making sure the employer is comfortable, then the vehicle drove slowly.

"Take me to the biggest shopping center here!" aarav's orders.

"Good!"

The car immediately drove to the city center, Pak Agus deliberately brought there because he thought that there were all the economic assets of the city. The car entered one of the largest malls in the city. After parking the vehicle in place, then Mr. Agus immediately opened the door for his employer.

"Please, Sir. Do I have to wait?!" ask Mr. Agus.

"No, I can go home by myself!" answer Aarav.

"Good, Master!"

Aarav also stepped out of the parking lot. His long legs look rhythmic walking the mall street that has been crowded visitors. The taper and shiny tip of sapatu greet the earlobes of every visitor to make some female visitors amazed by the figure of Aarav.

"Handsome!"

"It doesn't look like they're Indonesian!"

Various sentences were thrown from mall visitors who are more dominant in women. Aarav is still walking around some booths. Her footsteps suddenly stopped in front of the women's fashion stand. His eyes widened perfectly when he saw a figure he knew.

"Oxanna!" lirih Aarav mentioned a name that he had not spoken for a long time.

Aarav's gaze continued to scan the figure of the young lady who was choosing an evening dress. It seemed that the woman did not realize that anyone was paying attention to her movements. Aarav finally chose to give a cup of coffee which happened to be a stand close to the existing stand of the woman

"If she's Oxanna then I should approach her again. Wait where the lady is!" murmured Aarav while circulating his gaze looking for the whereabouts of his target woman.

Aarav's gaze looked around him, stopping at the figure of the woman who was walking closer to her position. Aarav began to think hard of a way to greet the woman. Aarav frowned, his brain suddenly hard to be invited to think fast.

The steps of the woman who was suspected as Oxanna was getting closer and closer, making Aarav's heartbeat race faster. His body trembled as a result of the longing that had arisen. It was a very unexpected thing and made Aarav like a moon.

"Mrt ... Ma'am, sorry!" aarav said he tried to say hello to the woman.

"What's the matter, why did you suddenly stop my steps and apologize?" asked the woman with a confused face.

"May I know your name, Ma'am?" ask Aarav.

The woman was increasingly confused by Aarav's behavior. He really did not think there was a man who confronted him just asking for a name. This is very strange for this woman.

"I don't know you, for what?" ask the woman flat.

"Your face and way of walking reminds me of my long lost lover" replied Aarav honestly.

"Then now Andi thinks I'm the woman, is that it? Aish, it's delicious," said the woman.

Ara was the name of the woman, she felt strange with the figure of the man greeting her at the moment. Usually if there was a man she didn't know and pretended to be nice, Ara would dodge. However, in Aarav it did not happen. Instead, Ara increasingly looks comfortable talking and answering all the questions of the man.

Even now Ara had sat down one table with that man whom Ara knew was named Aarav. Somehow Aarav invites Ara to sit at a table until it can restore his world. Aarav is so happy. The gloomy eyes had now turned bright.

"Thank you, you're going to accompany me for afternoon coffee. Can I take you to dinner or enjoy the city together?" ask Aarav.

"Is it okay if you are always out enjoying the day with me?" ask Ara.

"Ara, your name is Ara, right?" ask Aarav.

"Yes, Sir. Just call me Ara!"