The Young Master's Contract Boyfriend
#58# Don't Disturb Our Lives Again

"Tomorrow the day after tomorrow is the inauguration of our project. After that you can decide what you're going to do" Hendrick said.

Arven leaned his head against the back of the sofa, he closed his eyes, feeling tired with everything he had felt all along. Arven really just wants to get back to Freya.

"So soon get everything done, Hen. I want to go back to Indonesia. I just want to start everything with Freya" Arven said.

Hendrick sighed softly, he sat down on the sofa beside Arven. Looking at how fragile Arven is right now. All the facts that must have been very confusing and surprised to not know how to behave. When she finds out that the one who saved her is Freya, and the reason the girl chose to end her relationship is because she was threatened by her father. The fact that he had just known that, made him so hurt.

"But are you sure that yesterday's talk show wasn't going to be watched by your parents? Surely they'd have done the same thing to Freya if they knew you were coming back to her?" hendrick said with his thoughts.

"Meanwhile, I should go back and see Freya. I have to keep him from being touched by Papa anymore"

Hendrick nodded his head, he did not understand how Arven was feeling at the moment. Because he hasn't felt what Arven is feeling. About the love Hendrick hasn't felt.

"Then you have to call Freya, see how things are going" Hendrick said.

And Arven didn't talk much anymore, he went straight to the room to pick up his phone. Arven hasn't called Freya since last night. Returning from the talk show, she has not contacted Freya at all because she is still upset with Katlyn.

"Darling, come on, pick up my phone"

Arven begins to feel anxious when his phone is not picked up by Freya, he has sent a message, but the girl just read it without replying to a message from Arven. That made Arven more anxious.

"Is it possible that he's mad at me for Ktlyn's words? But didn't she hear what I said yesterday that ended the relationship with Katlyn"

Arven walked back and forth in his room. Still feeling unsettled when Freya still hasn't picked up her phone. Until the ringing sound of the phone made him immediately lift it without seeing who had contacted him.

"Sa Hallo..."

"Arven! What are you doing?!"

Papa's voice with great emphasis made Arven wake up and immediately look at his phone. Sure enough if the one who contacted him was not Freya as expected, but Papa.

"What's the matter Pa? What am I doing?" Arven walked up to the sofa and sat there, looking calm when he was about to get anger from his father.

"Why did you break up with Katlyn. Even you've embarrassed her family and Katlyn herself. What are you doing! Do you want to embarrass Papa" Papa pressed.

Arven breathed out slowly. "Because love and my heart cannot be forced. Papa can't force me to stay with the girl I don't love"

"You really, which woman made you turn your back on Katlyn?"

"none. There are no other women at all, nor am I talking about other women. I'm just talking about my feelings that can't be forced on Katlyn" Arven said.

"But why..."

And Arven immediately turned off his phone with his father. It has been lazy to continue to be arranged by his father who has never listened to his opinion. Arven has his own opinion.

Arven leaned his head against the sofa with a heavy breath. Being an only child among parents who always expect more from him, makes him unable to decide anything. Even in her love story, she can't decide for herself. Everything has to be the best according to the family, not what makes Arven happy. And Arven was tired of all this.

"I had to go back to Freya and live my own life. It doesn't matter if you have to get a rejection from Papa"

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And after the inauguration of his last project in cooperation with a fairly well-known company in the country. Arven decided to go straight back to his birthplace. He could not delay anymore, especially during that time Freya could not be contacted.

All the messages from him were read only, and every time on the phone Freya never answered the phone from him. It made Arven so worried that he could not delay his return to Indonesia.

Arriving in Indonesia almost midnight, Arven still wants to see Freya immediately. "You go home to the apartment. I have to see him first"

"You sure? It's almost midnight, won't it bother him?" hendrick asked with a puzzled look at Arven's attitude.

Arven shook his head slowly. "I can't wait anymore, it's been 4 days that she can't call. I have to see him now"

And Hendrick couldn't help it anymore, he just let Arven go as he wanted. In a taxi, Arven goes to Aunt Freya's house. Because what he knows is that Freya lives there. Not knowing about Freya's new residence at all.

Knocking on the door a few times in front of Bibi's house that looks like a lot of changes after being renovated since Sinta works. Arven looked around him, indeed many changes with this house.

"Maybe it has been a long time in the renovation, the house so nice and looks more comfortable"

Arven knocked on the door again because no one had left the house. Naturally because it was almost midnight and of course the people in this house had rested.

"Who is it?"

Arven let out a sigh of relief when he heard someone's voice from inside there. She waited anxiously as the door opened and the one who opened the door was Auntie. It seems that Bibi was also very surprised by the presence of Arven there.

"Would you like to come here?"

The Aunt's question clearly contained a tone of dislike. Naturally, after what Papa did to them. No wonder Bibi doesn't like Arven.

"Sorry Bi, I've been intruding. But now I just want to meet Freya. Please allow me to meet him" Arven said politely.

"Freya isn't here, you better just go. Don't interrupt our lives anymore. Does not being satisfied continue to make Freya suffer all this time? You've hurt her a lot. So it's best to leave and never interrupt our lives again" said Bibi, who went straight back inside the house and closed the door violently.

Arven was silent in front of the closed door.

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