The Young Master's Contract Boyfriend
#29# Against Papa!

Arven returns quite late from his job, he drops his body on the couch when he just finished bathing. This day he did not give news to Freya because he was too busy with work. So now she immediately took her phone and contacted her lover.

"Hallo"

Freya's soft voice made Arven smile, whether since when he became like an ABG child who had just known this love. But Arven only knew love when he met Freya.

"Darling, what are you doing? I just got home from work" said Arven, drying his hair with a small towel in his hand.

"I was quiet again, just finished washing the dishes used for dinner"

"Don't do it, if you need anything, just talk to me"

Freya did not answer, she just nodded. Though aware that Arven won't be able to see it. "You too, take care of your health and don't forget to eat"

"Yes dear"

For a long time they talked with many things that became the topic of conversation. Until Freya permission to turn off the phone because she had to do college work.

Arven leaned his head against the sofa with a smile that had not yet escaped his lips. It really can be news like this with Freya has made him happy. Especially if you meet in person, Arven always feels calm and happy. For a moment, I can forget about the problems that happened.

Tock

"Ven, called Papa to his study. He said there's something to talk about"

Arven sighed softly when he heard his mother's voice behind the door of the room being knocked on. He stood up and walked out of the room. I saw my mom standing there.

"Well what Ma, Papa call me?" ask Arven.

"Say there's something to talk about" said Mama.

Arven no longer asked much, he immediately passed to the study room with Mama following. Arven approached Papa who was sitting on the sofa, making Arven immediately sit on the sofa in front of him. My mom sat next to her husband too.

"What's the matter Pa?"

"Arven, are you still in touch with that liar girl?" ask Papa.

Arven immediately looked at Papa with dislike for what he said. "Pa, Freya's not a liar girl. He did this too because I asked. He just obeyed all my words, he had no intention of lying at all"

"So much as to what happened between you before. But now Papa's asking you not to have any more contact with the girl. You're getting married to Hendrick's real cousin, Catlyen" Papa said.

Arven was so shocked by Papa's remarks, married to cousin Hendrick, the son of Fany who at that time became a lie Freya too. But really, Arven would never have married any woman if not Freya.

"I don't want Pa! If Papa made me, I could have just left the house and left the company as well. Because I don't want my love story to be arranged by Papa. I love Freya and will only marry her" Arven said.

Papa wanted to be very angry at this child, but Mama immediately held Papa's hand to calm him down. Although angry, they were also unlikely to let this only child have to leave the house.

Arven did not reply, he immediately left the study with a chaotic feeling. Not if until he had to part with Freya whatever the reason.

Arven took his car keys and chose to go to his apartment in search of tranquility.

Freya who woke up almost midnight because of the sound of her cell phone ringing that made her sleep disturbed. Freya immediately woke up with her eyes still too sleepy. His hand crept slowly towards the nightstand and grabbed his phone, still with his eyes closed.

Pushing down the green icon without him clearly saw who was contacting him. His eyes were too thick to open. He had just gone to bed two hours ago, and was now distracted again by his phone that suddenly just rang.

"Hallo"

"Dear, I love you"

Instantly, the two sleepy eyes opened wide. Freya did not think that the one who contacted her was Arven. And suddenly he immediately expressed the word love for no apparent reason.

"What's up, honey? Why are the nights like a phone?" freya asked, she pulled the blanket to cover her body, and let the phone stay stuck to her ear with her lying on her side on the bed.

"I just miss you. I couldn't sleep because I didn't hear your voice" Arven said.

Freya was silent, clearly she heard Arven's voice that seemed to be carrying a heavy burden. It's impossible for her to call Freya in the middle of the night like this. "Is there a problem? If there is a problem and you want to tell me the same story. Just tell me, 'cause I'm ready to listen to you"

Arven just smiled at the words of his lover. He stood up and walked towards the sofa by the window in this room. Sitting on the sofa with both feet in the air and squawking there.

"I'm not papa darling, but I just want you not to leave me no matter what. Because I'll never leave you either"

Again, Freya could only keep quiet hearing Arven's words just now. Because he also did not know he would be able to survive or not with Arven. Because he also does not know what will happen in the future. He does love Arven, but will never want to if he has to be a destroyer between the relationship of parents and children.

"Darling, why silence?"

Freya blinked in surprise, of course she was confused what to answer. "I don't know what's going to happen in the future. But I'll try to stay with you"

"Yes, you just need to stay with me"

Freya only smiled faintly hearing that, even though her heart was agitated and afraid of what would happen later. It was as if Freya was thinking that something would happen later, as this relationship continued. Freya who also does not understand why her heart continues to be restless lately.

Though he should be very happy because he has got the expression of love from Arven. But blessing is a barrier in their relationship.

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Over the past few weeks, it may have been almost a month they have been in a relationship without blessing. It did not feel like they had known each other for 4 months until they finally established their true love at this time.

But the blessing of Arven's parents is still not in the can. It is getting louder that Papa forbids Arven from continuing his relationship with Freya. But it was Arven who never listened to Papa.

Seriate