The Marriage of Mr. Arogan
Memey On Top!

Luxury Hotel, Germany.

03.00 PM

Mark looked at Arsen who had been pacing in front of him. Arsen looked so panicked and started to get angry. It had been twenty minutes that the Master had been strange. Mark became uneasy but seemed to ignore the man.

"March! Let's go!"

"What's? What did you say?" mark asked if he had heard wrong.

"Your heart disease is getting worse, Mark! I said let's go home, go back to Indonesia!"

Mark widened his eyes, how could his boss say home, while they only arrived ten minutes ago in Germany after a long journey between islands and continents.

"Is Mister serious?"

"When have I been messing with my words?!"

"But, we just arrived in about ten minutes at this hotel. Even Mr. George may still be on his way to meet Young Master and Mr. Dusley," said Mark.

"I don't care about them! My main memey! He didn't even answer my phone calls."

Oh so because of that, inner Mark.

"What do you think Memey is doing? Is he thinking about me too?"

"Definitely Mr. Madam loves you so much, of course Madam is missing Mister."

Arsen. His mood changed slightly for the better when he heard Mark's words. "Yayaya you're very right. I don't want to make my Memey suffer for missing me. So let's just go home!"

Mark breathed heavily. He had been happy because he saw the mood of Arsen began to improve, in the hope that his boss did not ask to return to Indonesia. But Mark was wrong. Mark's words only trigger Arsen to immediately go home to see his beloved wife.

Drtc .. drtt ...

Seeing Amey who contacted him through a video call made Arsen immediately quickly receive the phone call.

(Conversations on the phone)

"Darling? You finally called me. I've been calling you since, but you didn't answer my call. What are you doing?"

"My husband, relax. I just got home."

"Memey, where have you been?"

"I'm from the office, Ars. I'm bored at home."

"What time is it there?"

"Nine night's hour."

"Why are you going home tonight, honey? What were you doing at the office until you got home that late?"

"I met Jenifer, and he told me a lot."

"Jenifer? Ohya Mark's girlfriend."

"So they really are? Hahah finally the immortal singles have a boyfriend." Amey.

Mark who heard the conversation of his two masters could only shut up. But the look is so sour, especially when the name Jenifer is mentioned. He was still so anti-hearing that name.

"And you know, honey, it turns out Mark used to bring Garfield in his apartment."

"Huhah! Jen also told me you called him Garfield, Ars."

"Yes! Because Mark gave it to her. He said his stray cat. Huhah!"

Mark's ears were getting hotter hearing the husband and wife's talk about him. He got up from his seat and kicked the leg of the table in front of him.

Bruckkkk!

"What is that, honey?" ask Amey.

"Before Memey." Arsen looked at Mark. "Hey! Are you not happy with me? Say Mark! I can't wait to hit you, too. I've been holding him off this morning!"

"It's not that sir, it's just that I don't see a table in front of here, so my feet accidentally kicked this table" Mark reasoned.

"You think I'm stupid, huh?" ketus Arsenic.

"Sir, you're on the phone. Poor Madam who is waiting."

Again Mark managed to fool the pure Lord Arogan. Arsenic's emotions dissected and immediately resumed her discussion with Amey.

"Sorry, Mark makes me emotional."

"What's wrong. After all, you always rose blood just because of trivial things," he said his lips.

"It's not my fault, Memey," elak Arsen is not to blame.

"alright. Think of it that way." Amey chose to stop.

"I miss you, my dear. I've been planning to return this time as well."

Amey surprised. "Huh? You mean come home?"

"Absolutely. I couldn't stay away from my wife and my future son, so I decided to go home."

"Win Memey. I can have anyone handle it. You're the most important to me. I don't want you to be sad about missing me."

"No Honey. I'm fine here. Finish your job first, and go home. I'll be sad if you don't comply with my wishes."

"So ... You don't actually miss me Memey?"

"I miss you so much. But not so with Ars. Come back when your work is done. I've always been faithful waiting for you."

Arsen was silent for a moment. His roar came back sour, yet what power? He loves his wife so much that whatever Amey wants is fulfilled.

"Alright Memey. Wait for me to come home. I'll try to finish my work here as soon as possible and then I'll come back to see you."

"Yes, honey."

"I love you, Honey," kissed the phone screen.

"Love you too, Honey," Amey replies by kissing the screen of her phone.

Tut .. tut .

Arsen disconnected the phone. He looked back at Mark with a faint smile. You could say the power is back filled when talking to Amey.

"Mark, it seems like I'm so excited!"

Of course Mister. Young Madam has a huge influence on you.

"You're not listening to me, Mark?!" tanya Arsen raised the tone.

"I heard it, Sir. You're so excited."

"Huhah! Right, I can't wait to finish this job so I can go home to see my Memey and my son."

"Candidate, Master. Your son isn't born yet" Mark protested.

"Shut up! I know you're so cute because I have a wife who's so beautiful and smart that even a little bit more will give birth to me a child!"

"It's not so, sir."

"No. I'm always right! You're so fucking shrewd to me. So get married and make love, so you're like me! Haha."

Mark chose silence. His master's words made him shut up. That's Mark. When discussing the issue of women, surely he will give up and choose not to discuss it.

***

A clear morning in the city of Berlin, it seems that people who pass by are carrying out their routine. Both inside the building and outside the building, all busy with their respective work.

After finishing breakfast, Arsen and Mark headed for Dusley's company. Upon arrival, they were immediately welcomed by all Dusley employees. The men and women in the office were very friendly, let alone knowing that Arsen Winston who was the king of the business came to their company.

"Excuse me, we'd like to see Mr. Dusley." (Excuse me, we'd like to see Mr. Dusley) Mark said.

"Please, sir." (Please sir), escort Mark and Arsen to the director's room.

The female secretary opens the door for Mark and Arsen.

"Welcome, Mr. Winston and Mr. Mark's! nice to meet you again!" (Welcome Mr. Winston and Mr. Mark. Nice to see you again) Dusley said.

"Thanks, Mr. Dusley." said Mark.

Arsen looked at the entire room carefully. "Not bad!" muttered.

"Sorry Mr's. Winston?" (Sorry Mr Winston?)

"I said your place wasn't bad" he said.

"Thank you Mr. Winston's." (Thank you Mr. Winston). "Ohya, Mr. George, it may be a little late for some reason. So we'll just start."

"Arsen nodded."

Shortly afterwards the woman's secretary brought them drinks. The beautiful and sexy lady passed Mark who was standing beside Arsen's seat with a seductive smile, but Mark did not take a glance at her.

"This, Yara. My secretary," Dusley said.

The beautiful woman lowered her head, then placed the drink on the table. Not to forget also Yara smiled sweetly when her eyes and Arsen met. He who was wearing a shirt that had a large enough hemisphere on his chest deliberately showed it to Arsen.

"I don't like your smile! Don't tease me!" (I don't like your smile! Don't tease me!) celtuk Arsen.

The deg!

The woman was surprised not a bitch. Usually every time he showed his smile and plump chest, all the men would bite his lower lip and then have Yara meet them after finishing discussing the work matter.

"I'm sorry Mr. Winston." (I'm sorry, Mr. Winston) Yara regrets still teasing Arsen. He tucked his hair in his ears and looked at Arsen with a coveting look.

"Stop looking at me like that! You think you're pretty?! I already have a wife who is a hundred times prettier and sexier than you! You can't match my memey! So never tease me with that cheap smile of yours! If you do it again, end your career!"

The girl narrowed her eyes, she did not understand Arsen's words in Indonesian. While Dusley, the old man who resembled Grandpa Sugi, just blinked his eyes, hinting at Yara to get away from Arsen.

You are wrong to tease her, Miss! Better get out of this room, before this uncontrollable raging Lion pounces at you! inner Mark.

To be continued ..

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