The Marriage of Mr. Arogan
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The wind at night felt through the pores of a woman who was sitting on the balcony of her room. It was his favorite place when he was tired of his life.

He hugged his knees while staring fixedly at the horizon that had changed color to dark which was peppered with small lights that adorned the plain black sky.

"What a beauty," he murmured.

A drop of clear liquid came out from the woman's bead, as she wiped it with her palm and looked back at the night sky. That beautiful woman is Milley. A woman who has barely seen the world since her father's death.

Milley got up from her seat and closed the big window. His life is very empty. No friends and no interaction with outsiders, except the residents of the house. Milley walked into the closet and grabbed a rectangular object there.

"I'm sorry Papa. I had to smoke. Really am! I feel frustrated and I feel crazy! Many times I tried to end my life, but somehow there was always someone who wanted me to stay alive! I'm tired of Paaa! I want to catch up with Papa."

Milley was about to light his cigarette but his eyes were pointed at another object half of which was covered by the folds of clothes.

"Jayden Smith," he murmured.

It looks like Milley has opened Jayden's wallet and he has seen Jayden's identity through the man's resident identification card. Milley threw out her cigarette in the trash and walked towards her bed.

"Today I am still curious about this man. Why did he work in my house as a gardener? While he himself is the president of a well-known company."

Tok .. tok .

"Miss Milley, may I come in?" a woman from behind the door.

"Sure," Milley replied from inside the room.

Margaret appeared with a tray in her hand. The tray contained Milley's dinner with milk. The woman who was the butler noticed a wallet Milley was holding.

"Miss, do you want to go out for a minute, breathe fresh air at night?" ask Margaret.

Milley shook her head. He took a breath and exhaled it violently. "Margareth thank you for being so considerate of me. I'd love to get out of this house, but it feels free. If Mama knew for sure you'd be punished by her."

"I'm fine Miss."

Margaret was very close to Milley. He even helped Milley out of the mansion because he felt sorry for the beautiful girl. Even Margaret knows that her young Miss started smoking since Milley went to the nightclub.

"Miss, you're so skinny. Eat this food. I made it straight for Miss," thrusting a mouthful of rice with side dishes.

Milley did not open her mouth. He looked at the wall with a blank look. His eyes began to water. Seeing Milley begin to shed tears made Margaret take off the object in her hand and turn her face away. He did not want his young Miss to be ashamed if Margaret looked at him.

"Margareth, am I going to be locked up here forever?" milley asked with great pain.

The middle-aged woman was silent. He felt very sorry for Milley. He knew that only he could interact with Milley. Other servants did not dare to linger in Milley's room because they would definitely receive punishment from Berlin.

"If Miss needs help from me, Miss don't hesitate to say it. Miss don't worry about me. I'm a regular at the big lady's law."

Even Margaret's salary was not received in total due to being cut by Berlin because Margaret always broke the rules. You could say Margaret doesn't need her salary anymore. He just wants to keep Milley until Milley really finds his happiness. Because it was a vow to Milley's father, John Kaylee.

"Do you admire anyone, miss?" ask Margaret again.

Milley looked back at the wallet. He fell back and threw his eyes in another direction. "Margareth, I'm curious about one man. And I think I understand why you've accepted that foreign man to work in this house."

"Yes Miss. That guy seems to know you. He even disguised himself as a gardener just by meeting you."

"You're sure he wants to see me?"

"Very sure."

"Where did he know me then? I've never even met him before. Because I never left home while I was in Indonesia except that night."

"It's possible that Young Miss had a chance to cross paths with the man, but Miss didn't notice it."

Milley narrowed her eyes. "Hmm, if only I could freely go out wherever I want. But impossible. Thinking of that guy just makes me hungry."

"No need for Margaret. It's more than enough."

***

"Fuck shit!! Why can't I guess who the br*hose psychopath is!" punching the wall repeatedly.

"You calm down, Ars. You better remember well who you have been hostile to" said the Emperor.

"much. So many times I don't remember the b*jangan-b*the bastard."

The emperor rounded his eyes suddenly. "Ars, what about Mr. The shadow? Do you still remember that?"

Arsen thought while stroking his chin with his left hand. "Hmm, Vegetable Kol yaa?"

"Haaa's right! Sayor Kol's. Uh, I mean, Collin."

"I think that Vegetable Kol Amis is already dealing with me. Especially since she married my former secretary. Eggie's turned him into a useful man. Think of another suspect!"

"you reckon? My brain can no longer think. Because in my mind there is only a shadow of your sister, haha! Ohh Zoey, wait a minute. I'll definitely edit you."

The bukkk!

"Basic crazy! Don't expect you to be my sister-in-law."

Arsen threw a punch on the Emperor's handsome face. He became emotional because he could not guess who the masked psychopath who dared to declare war with the Winston family.

"Ars, how could you beat your sister-in-law," the Emperor whined as he rubbed his cheeks that began to blush.

"I told you you'd never be my sister-in-law!"

"Alright fine! I'll find out who the mask guy is. I wonder which of you two is more psychopathic. You or that mask guy?"

"You're in the corner again?!" take a swing, throw a punch for the Emperor again.

"Eitsss stops! You don't hit my handsome face again! Zoey won't recognize her future husband. Ahaha!"

Arsenic became frustrated. The intent of his arrival at the Emperor's office was to have the Emperor figure out who the mysterious man was in the hope that he would find out the mastermind, but was instead made more frustrated by the Emperor because of his purist behavior.

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In a famous restaurant, a man sits down and faces a glass window to his right. In his left hand was a piece of paper with several sentences written on it.

I need your help, Mr. Jayden Smith. If you'd like, meet me at the Baratie coffee shop, next to the bus stop, at six in the afternoon. (Margareth).

The piece of paper was given by a restaurant waiter when Jayden finished eating his lunch. The handwriting was read over and over again, because he thought someone might prank him. But a name at the end of the sentence, faintly flashed through his mind.

"Margareth? It seems I've heard this name." murmured Jayden.

To be continued ...

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