Tengil Mas Baron's
Delayed

"Mas Baron would say what? Come splinter! Today I skipped college because of Mas Baron. So if I get the value of E Mas Baron must be responsible!"

Delila's eyes poked sharply at the man who had already carried her without this permission. Currently the two are in a place that Delila has never visited even seen before.

It looks like a small, quiet, green and quiet hill. The wind blew quite as breezy as this morning, they both looked like a pair of human children who had nothing to do today.

More precisely unemployment.

"Gue can't handle your request." The baron looked at Delila from the side.

The foot-faced and quite fierce man looked so solemn, only for a moment did Baron turn his gaze back towards the green grass swaying in the wind.

"Request? Papa's request ma-,"

"Make your nyerein!" seems fast.

Delila's two eyes stared straight ahead, not blinking as if staring at an invisible wind. Baron's breathing sounded heavy, he turned his eyes back towards Delila.

The man stared fixedly and deeply, even Delila had never seen that gaze before.

This really makes the fur of the romance bristles.

"Gue has the principle of getting married once in a lifetime. I have not accepted this marriage, but I also can not reveal the principles that I already hold strong." he continued.

Delila fell silent, her lips tightly shut. He can't say anything at the moment. What he had to do now, honestly he had actually resigned when the Baron divorced him quickly. Because somehow this marriage is indeed his fault, because of his crazy will Baron stuck in this bond.

"Would Mas Baron meet and talk to Papa again let us-,"

"Gue will meet Mr. Lo. Tonight, you wait for me at home!"

Delila bit her lower lip, the girl nodded slowly - looking still confused and there was a sense of happiness when she heard Baron's words. Wouldn't it be that if Baron talked to his Papa, asked him to come back and fix the marriage, it would mean that they wouldn't get divorced?

Delila hoped that the Papa would meet and talk to the Baron later and give the two of them another chance.

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After the meeting, in the end Baron and Delila did not continue their activities today. Delila and Baron spent time on the hill until noon, even late in the afternoon.

It was planned once no, they both even had a picnic there.

And now that night was coming, the Baron was already preparing to meet Davyn and Kirana. He has made up his mind to meet his in-laws, business is accepted or we will not see later.

Baron already looks neat with a black shirt and pants colored material to match what the level. His hair is slightly shaggy he pigtails neat, his face looks handsome free of oil and his friends. Even his body was fragrant even though he only wore cheap perfume that cost under 60y thousand rupiah.

Quickly the man snatched his jeans jacket, this time he was going to bring the dirt bike he borrowed from Maman. With his confidence level starting to rise, the Baron no longer wasted any time. The black motor trail modif is out of the rented area, splitting the streets of the capital that is still crowded and crowded.

The speed that the Baron took was not above average, he was still sane to call on this crowded street.

But the speed of his motor swallows as his eyes see some people running around, looking after something that had already moved away from them. Instantly Baron stopped the speed of his motorbike when one of the people was reckless.

"Please chase the red driver! Our motorbikes and cars go in deep trenches so can't catch up to him!"

Without the permission of the moustached and heavily bearded man, he patted Baron on the shoulder, ordering the man to quickly do his bike.

"Sorry, I can't help you. I have a handle-,"

"Yes, let me borrow the bike!"

With a single push the foreign man managed to push the Baron down from the motor, and without saying anything more he immediately did so without a care Baron screeched and called him even scolding him hard.

"WOY SHIT! WHERE DO I TAKE MY MOTORBIKE?!"

The baron rubbed his face rough, the man cussed many times. Even looking confused and squeezing his hair rough, the Baron did not know what to do now.

Tonight's meeting is bound to fail, and Davyn will definitely come back to judge him badly or even more than that.

"FUCK, IF I EVER MEET AGAIN I WON'T HAVE MERCY. YOU MADE MY FATHER-IN-LAW WAIT, DAMN IT!" shouted again.

As the Baron continues to curse and use the person who took his motorcycle forcibly, elsewhere the usurper looks so focused on chasing the red Jazz car that escaped after being raided by its members.

He repeatedly pressed the earphone attached to one of his ears to communicate. The syndicate must be immediately arrested so as not to damage the younger generation.

The drug kingpin he's been after all almost got away with if only no man had lent him his motorcycle. Errata is not lending, but he who snatches forcibly - but rest assured tomorrow will be returned as soon as possible without any abrasions, hopefully.