The Love Struggle of the Village Girl
Chapters. 74

“Hais, where the hell is a shirt ..”

Zeen was rummaging through all the contents of his closet, whether the clothes he was looking for made the contents of the closet into a mess. Even Yuna who had just come out of the bathroom was made stunned. Because just yesterday he folded the clothes in the closet very neatly. But with the leisure of the man who was in front of the closet even bulldozed him?

The little towel in his hand, he threw it away. Zeen did not know what kind of true nature was in Yuna, which must have been the man in captivity had unknowingly awakened his hidden nature.

“Mas, Zeen ....!!!”

The blaring scream in the room immediately made Zeen jump in a surprised rank. For a moment he stroked his chest which continued to beat fast, then he turned his head back.

“Why are you beri– huh?” Zeen seemed confused by the look on Yuna's face, which she had only seen for the first time.

The face was bent, the face was flushed red with both eyebrows fused together, along with a wrinkled forehead.

“Why is that village girl?” mumbling asked.

More confused, Zeen when he saw Yuna walking towards him by stomping her legs.

“Why the hell are you mas?!” yuna shouted in annoyance.

“Why what huh? Why are you screaming like that?” ask Zeen astonished.

“Still not understanding too? Sorry this guy!”

“What?” para Zeen was surprised.

“Mas, you don't know what? I have had a hard time cleaning your clothes. But why are you throwing clothes around like this? Yesampun mas ..”

And Yuna began to babble until she did not pause her speech at all, even Zeen who wanted to stop the speech could not.

“Tu-wait seben–”

Again Zeen's speech stopped when his voice was defeated by Yuna's voice that was so shallow.

“Gosh! Is this really his true nature?” murmured Zeen frustrated while patting her forehead, feeling dizzy struck.

“Just yesterday I tidied up these clothes, even my hands until sore. But maa casually threw away her chic shirt ..”

The words that were thrown at Yuna's little mouth continued to be repeated, even she did not realize it.

“Iya, yes. Stop the babbling. I'll take responsibility, so you don't have to scream like that anymore.”

Finally Zeen relented as well, it seemed like he could no longer bear to hear Yuna's voice that was so crybaby on the surface. Perhaps, Zeen's eardrum was broken if he did not immediately stop the babble.

Yuna who heard that momentarily fell silent, then looked at Zeen who was in front of her. “You should have said that since. There is no need to bother telling you.”

Zeen gawking. “You yourself are not– ah already, whatever you say, like you.” grumbled Zeen. Then pick up his clothes in one movement so that the clothes accumulate on his hands.

“Satisfied?” he asked Yuna with a lazy look.

Yuna nodded, then gave Zeen a thumbs up. Zeen who saw it snorted and carried the pile of clothes on his mattress. He began to fold the clothes one by one, not forgetting the eyes he glanced at Yuna who was still standing in place. It seems like the girl still wants to keep an eye on Zeen.

Zeen who saw Yuna's departure stopped her folding event. He took a deep breath and exhaled it with a feeling of relief that spread within him.

“What the fuck was that? Why is he acting like that? Usually he also always acts shy,” grumbled Zeen with annoyance.

“It seems I have to be careful if I want to tear apart the contents of the closet, otherwise, then the horn of the girl will appear. Ready to butcher.” Grumpy Zeen again. Do not forget his hands that continue to work folding all his clothes with original and irregular.

“Why should I be afraid of him? Isn't this my closet? Ah never mind, there is no benefit also if you keep thinking about it.”

For five minutes he folded the clothes, and five minutes he finally finished it.

“Ah ... Finally settled too,” he said who just put all his clothes in the closet.

Ceklek, the sound of the door opening. Yuna who had just finished her chores in the kitchen followed Zeen back, who was in her room.

“How about mas ...? Is everything in order?” tanyakanya.

Zeen dabbled, then raised his chin slightly high. “See for yourself. Everything is done.” He said in a proud tone, like a pinocchio doll.

“Wah fast once?” yuna said then walked closer to the closet.

“Of course .. who used to dong, the all-rounder .. gituloh,” again Zeen said arrogantly.

“Hemm,” Yuna started to open the closet slowly, making Zeen who was looking at it smile herself. It seemed like he was expanding his ability to fold clothes very quickly.

Bruk!

Bruk! Bruk! Bruk! Bruk!

One by one the clothes in the closet were scattered again, even though Yuna had just opened the closet. But he was immediately treated to Zeen clothes that hit his head.

Zeen propped up, his eyes almost popping out if he widened those eyeballs more.

“Fuhhh~” helpline sounds heard from Yuna.

Gluey! Zeen gulped his saliva with great difficulty, as Yuna suddenly looked at him with a flat look.

“Hahh .. already mas, just let me clean up” said Yuna with a sigh.

Suddenly Yuna turned towards Zeen and gave the man a shirt. “Lain times, if need something, ask ... if you don't know where the shirt is then I will tell.”

After giving the shirt away, Yuna immediately passed away without saying goodbye to Zeen.

Still frozen in place, Zeen immediately glanced his eyes at the shirt in his hand. After that he sighed in frustration, “This is my shirt I'm looking for?” his great-grandson with a clear face.

TBC.

Yaampun Yuna~ to all it😂