
Arthan still clasped Yoona's hand through the many employees who kept staring at them. Between surprise and trust because they know that Arthan is a single man at a mature age.
Arthan did not care about their gazes, he still clasped Yoona's hand until he entered the elevator he was still holding her so tightly.
Not a single word came out of Arthan's mouth, even the look on his face was cold and flat. Yoona did not dare to start the conversation or take out a single word.
Until the elevator stops right on the sixtieth floor, there is only one door right in front of the elevator door. Just like home, their room.
Arthan opened the door by sticking his thumb and opened the door.
Yoona looked inside a little. The interior is very elegant, and it is certain it is a work room, but whose workspace? Arthan? yoona muttered in his heart.
Arthan let go of his grasp after they were inside.
''Wait here, I want to change clothes.'' Arthan just passed by before Yoona answered him.
Feeling something different from Arthan, of course Yoona felt confused, and even speculated to herself that Arthan was angry because she came there.
His heart was uncomfortable, feeling uneasy from coming there without telling him first.
In just 10 minutes, Arthan came out of the restroom in the corner of the room. Wearing the clothes she chose herself, made Yoona blush because it turned out that her choice was not wrong. Arthan looks very handsome with such a nude color.
Coupled with his glasses, making Arthan truly authoritative. Yoona's eyes were cut off because of Deheman Arthan's voice.
''I have an important meeting, will you wait here or will I take you home?''
Yoona's down, right! she was very sure there was something different from Arthan's attitude towards her.
''I'm going home, Mas.''
''Yes come on!'' Arthan wanted to take a step immediately but what Yoona said brought him to a standstill.
''I went home alone. I also want to buy some of my needs. I'm home, yes, Mas.'' Yoona passes by Arthan but what Arthan says makes Yoona stop her steps as well.
''Why ''Why? is your lover going to deliver you?''
The voice seemed very ketus even pitched satire. Butwhy? what makes Arthan say that.
Yoona turned around, staring confusedly at what Arthan said.
''What do you mean?''
Arthan stepped into his chair and sat down by folding one leg over the other. Staring fixedly at Yoona as if the girl had just been caught cheating.
Yoona looked at herself as it felt strange with Arthan's eyes on her.
''I was wrong?''
Arthan was still silent, he folded his hands over his chest, and laughed there.
''I know our marriage is not legal yet, but we are religiously legitimate. Even I intend to question your readiness because I will marry you officially. But you made me doubt, Arthan said in a voice that swallowed at the end of his sentence.
Yoona was still poring over the sentence after sentence that Arthan said.
''Why Yoona?'' arthan asked suddenly made Yoona look at him.
''Why can you do that, if you really do not want to appreciate me as your husband, at least you can appreciate our sacred relationship.''
Yoona shook her head, shaking her head instead of denying, but she shook her head because she wanted to focus more on Arthan's words. For some reason he suddenly felt stupid in an instant, stupid in the sense of not being able to quickly examine what Arthan said.
''Wait, what exactly do you mean, Mom? please speak slowly.''
''What flowers?''
''Listen to that lecturer!'' Arthan is getting sick.
Yoona took a momentary pause, she recalled who Arthan meant. And when he remembered it. Yoona smiled and even heard a small laugh there. Makes Arthan even more upset.
''Nothing funny, Yoona!''
Yoona shook her head. Giving a wave of his hand that makes Arthan do not understand.
''For me it's funny, it's funny. My Lecturer is jealous, right?'' ledek Yoona was still holding back her laughter.
''Stop laughing! I'm talking seriously. Good bad wife, I as a husband who took your sins!''
''Yes I know Mr. Lecturer. But the problem here is you who have misunderstood.''
Yoona steps closer to Arthan, then sits down in a chair across from Arthan's desk.
''Misunderstand how, obviously I saw for myself the drama of your love statement!''
''Yes, but not until it's over?'' guess Yoona.
Arthan loosened the tie that had been neatly attached to his neck. Either nervous or embarrassed. It's clear that Arthan is still being bullied when he sees all of that.
''So this is why you didn't come home last night? because of jealousy, right?''
''No, I was never jealous!''
''Oh, never have you? if so I go home first yes, Noval has been waiting below, said Yoona who had moved but Arthan even pulled her hand until Yoona was interested and then hit Arthan's burly body.
''Don't provoke my emotions, Yoona!''
Arthan clutched tightly onto Yoona's body until Yoona's head sank into the chest of her field. Yoona tried to raise her head but Arthan's big hand held her back and almost fainted from not being able to breathe properly.
''You want to kill me, Mom?!'' annoyed Yoona who has managed to keep her head away from Arthan's chest but her body is still held in her arms.
''Let's meet Noval downstairs, I want to tell you everything. If you were my wife!''
Yoona laughed again with a reddened face, she did not expect that her husband always took seriously what he said. And can't tell which one's joking and which one's serious, because Arthan is that I.
''There is no Noval Mas. I came here by myself, took a taxi. And about the flower, I've returned to Noval which means I rejected her. Clear?''
Yoona said her hand was in front of Arthan's chest, with Arthan still holding her.
Yoona chuckles, she feels comforted by Arthan's adorable demeanor. It turns out that behind the killer the Lecturer keeps a very adorable nature.
''So you guys–'' Yoona gave a small nod.
Arthan smiled followed by his breath that felt relieved. He drowned his face in the doldrums of Yoona, hugging her anxiously at his wife.
Yoona who was hugged like that certainly felt nervous, because their relationship was not that far away, but Arthan's warm treatment again made Yoona feel comfortable.
''I'm sorry, I was wrong, '' said Arthan who was still scratched by Yoona's neck.
The position of Arthan's mouth that was very close to Yoona's sensitive point, certainly made the tingting girl bristle. His hair stood up, something strange about his body.
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