The Marriage of Mr. Arogan

The Marriage of Mr. Arogan
Imitating Mark?!


Mark's heart rate is pumping faster. The man who had a mighty posture had been pacing in front of the door of Arsen's room. The words of his boss last night rang continuously in his mind, like a spirit that floated continuously in him. Even that night, he could not rest quietly, despite already swallowing the tranquilizing pill.


"Can't! That can't happen!" mumbling Mark.


The door to Arsen's room suddenly opened. How shocked Mark was when a hand landed on his shoulder. "I'm not ready, sir. Just kill me now, instead of me getting married!" cuss Mark with his eyes closed.


"March! Hey, what are you talking about?"


Upon hearing that delicate voice, Mark immediately opened his eyes. He swept his chest while taking a deep breath. "huhfttth!"


"Who do you want to marry?" ask Amey again.


"No, Mistress. I'm wrong to talk."


"Oh so," said Amey casually.


Thank goodness, Madam did not interrogate me! Young Madam's usually begging for mercy! Hedehhh congratulations!


"Yeah, Mark. Arsen said all the preparations were done. Waiting for the photographer."


The deg!


Mark looked up to hear Amey's words. His heart was racing again. Pe-preparation? Fo-photographer?!


"Mark! ... Hey!" shake Mark's arm.


"Mrs, I'm not ready to get married again!" chirps Mark.


Amey scratched his nape. He was confused by Mark's attitude. "Who told you to get married?" ask Amey.


"Aren't the Young Master going to marry me today?!" tanyakanya.


"Huh?! Marry you? With who?"


Why does the lady express like that. Did I misunderstand what he said?


"Answer, Mark! Which other woman will be joined by you?! Tell me?!"


"Ehh .. That, Madam ... What exactly is the preparation that Madam meant?" ask Mark in a daze.


"Ituloh preparation for the baby photo shoot Ed!"


Goshhhhh! It turned out that the preparations that Madam meant were not about my impromptu marriage! Goddamnit! Why am I over-expressing like this. So-so embarrassing!


"It wasn't Arsen who told you to prepare for the shoot? Why are you confused yourself? Just this time I saw you acting stupid like this, Mark!


Madam's right! To hell with this silliness!


"You haven't answered my question, Mark! Who is the woman who will marry you?!"


"Not a woman, Madam ..."


Amey thought for a moment. Suddenly ... "WHATAAAAA?!!!"


"Ehhm, I mean nobody, ma'am."


"Do you like same sex?! Don't tell me you're in love with my husband?!"


The deg!


"No Madam. It's not like that. I'm still normal, madam. I really like Young Master ...But ... "had not just continued his words, Amey immediately chimed in with hysterical cries.


"WHAT DID YOU SAY!!! You want to die, Mark?! I don't think my rival is a man like you!"


"Mrs misunderstand! I don't love Young Master. I swear. I'm not Gay, Madam. To like does not mean to love. I've considered Young Master like my own real sister whom I must protect with my own life!"


Hearing that, Amey's anger ransacked back. "Then which woman did you mean?"


"Se-secretary Jenifer." Damnit damnit! Why do I look so stupid?!


"Haha! If that's what I agree with. Yes, I'll also help Arsen marry you to Jenifer."


Misadventures are always on my side! For some reason, the Madam's anger was more frightening than Young Master's. Mr. Arogan, Mrs Arogan .. It's only natural that Ed's four babies also got the nickname 'Arogan babies!'


Amey looked at Mark with a murderous look.


Mark surprised. "The-lions!" muttered.


In Mark's shadow, in front of him was roaring a lioness who was more terrible than a male lion. Mark could only shake his head, as well as expel the frightening thoughts that his own brain created.


"Excuse me, ma'am," said Elis who suddenly appeared behind Mark.


"What's Elis?"


"Two photographers were in the living room."


"alright. I'll go downstairs after Arsen finishes preparing."


"I'm sorry, ma'am," bowed his head and left Amey and Mark who appeared to be pecking in front of Amey.


"Mark, you meet Dinar Candy and tell them to bring four babies to Ed for doing baby photoshoots."


"Okay, Madam." Quickly, Mark stepped into the elevator. He could only breathe a sigh of relief, as his body left a terrifying air that seemed to curb his burly body.


Mark accelerated his pace towards the back garden. He approached the two women who were playing with Ed's babies.


"You guys are here" Mark said in a heavy but sexy voice.


"Bring all four of Ed's babies into the living room. They're gonna do a photo shoot with Mr and Madam."


"Good sir."


Dinar and Candy rushed to bring the four babies. They both seemed to have difficulty pushing four baby carriages at once. Seeing that, Mark directly grabbed the two handles of the baby carriage from the hands of Dinar and Candy. "Are you snails?!" walking left the two women.


Dinar and Candy gaped as they saw Mark pushing the two prams. The strapping man who had an athletic body, wearing a navy suit, was pushing two strollers. In their eyes, Mark was an amazing man.


"Hot Daddy!" cursed Candy.


"I agree! How lucky is Mr Mark's girlfriend to have a perfect man like her!" connect Dinar.


"You're right! But the luckier one, Mrs Amey. Madam can get Mr. Arsen, which is very difficult to conquer."


"Stop your useless discussion! Don't make the Master and Madam wait!" ketus Mark's.


"Ba-good Sir. Forgive us."


The two women instantly silenced and rushed towards the living room.


Upon arriving there, Arsen and Amey greet their four little angels. Two photographers began directing the family to a predetermined position.


"For a little Master" commanded one of the men who was a photographer.


Arsen was lazy to obey his orders.


"To the right a little sir."


Arsen also complied even though his face was starting to get fierce.


"More to the right a little sir. Uh I mean to the left."


"Araghhh! Don't set me up!" rontah Arsen began to have emotions.


Both photographers were surprised. They lowered their heads and dared not look at Arsen's savage face. Their hands and feet trembled violently like they were being hit by a jellyfish sting.


"Darling! Don't be fierce! We're shooting again" said Amey.


"But Memey, they pissed me off!"


"If you get angry like that, these babies will cry."


Arsen looked at Edward and Edhan who were in his arms. "I'm sorry Daddy. That ugly guy got Daddy on a blackboard!"


As if he understood Arsen's words, the eldest, Edward smiled widely.


"Hey! You're smiling Ed! Rarely see you curl your lips like this!" ketus Arsenic.


"really? Edward smile?" ask Amey to make sure. He looked at Edward's smiling face looking at Arsen's look. "Darling, it looks like Edward's happy to see you're emotional. Haha!" chuckles.


"Baby happened!" muttered Arsen was full of wonder.


"Husss! Sweetheart! How come you call your son that!"


"Goshhhhhhhh! I didn't mean to. But ... Only this time someone laughed at me when I was angry. 'You're really weird!"


"You're a freak!" tukas Amey raised the tone.


Arsen turned to look at Edhan who was staring at him flat expressionlessly. "You're mad at Daddy?" tanyakanya.


Edhan suddenly rolled her eyeballs and threw a glance towards Amey.


"Uhhhh Edhan Darling. Why look at Mommy like that? Mommy just saw your cynical look this time," said Amey kissing the little Edhan cheek.


Amey and Arsen were confused by the babies. The usual smiling Edhan suddenly turned cold. It's possible that Edhan didn't like it if Arsen scolded the photographer. While Edward, he was even happy when he saw his Daddy's emotions.


The mood became quiet. Arsen and Amey were still busy watching Edward and Edhan. Suddenly there was a small voice that echoed breaking the silence.


"What's that sound?" ask Arsen.


The couple looked at the source of the sound. They stared at each other as they looked at the sleeping baby Edgar.


"God! Edgar snoring!" Amey.


"Wait first! I don't snore while sleeping!" kilah Arsen's.


"Yes I know that! I don't either!" timpal Amey


Arsen and Amey's gaze suddenly turned toward Mark.


Uhhh! Why are the Master and Madam looking at me like that! Inner Mark.


"Not wrong anymore! Edgar imitates the Jodi Sinting!"


Tbc ...


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