Tough Servant Taste Wife.
179: Special day

"Where are you going?" Ask Arlen to his sister.

"I have an invitation to attend. You stay home, go nowhere and don't make a fuss like last time." Arlo said, looking at Arlann, the older brother with a cold look.

Because Arlan, the brother has two personalities that can not be controlled, so Arlan who should be the head of the family, must be thrown to his sister, Arlo.

Therefore, Arlo is the heir who holds all the power of the Armstrong family.

PRONOUN...

Arlan was completely confined inside his house after the incident the other day. And now, he could only look at his already powerful sister on the helicopter and left the residence of Armstrong's main house.

"Raelyn, when she's mine, why does she belong to someone else?" Arlan muttered, instantly the glare of his eyes that had been so innocent, now turned so sharp, as if he had just gained a new enemy that he had to fight.

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The Gibran house.

"Gibran, when do you want to apply makeup? Just watch if I make it look like a monkey mask." Asena said, because he was so upset because Gibran even became the one who slowed down the time of their departure.

"Do you doubt my abilities?" Gibran asked, wearing eyeshadow to his wife.

"Yes, you've never done my makeup, so it's only natural that I'm worried and doubtful about you."

"It's up to you, if you doubt me. But don't cry if you know the result." Answer Gibran. "Here you go, let's see the results." Gibran said, then he kept his hand away from Asena's face and let Asena look at her own face in front of the makeup mirror.

"...!"

As Gibran put on his proud smile, Gibran asked: "Where is it? You're satisfied, aren't you?"

"Here, how could it be? Didn't it before you married me, you used to work as an artist makeup artist?" Asena asked, she was really surprised by the result.

"No, if I did that, would you try to take issue with me if I had a lot of women's faces besides yours?"

Asena was surprised, because apparently Gibran even had a picture from Asena's point of view, if Gibran really had been a make up artist then Asena would obviously accuse him.

"I can't say anything. But this is quite amazing, to the point of not knowing my husband has the talent to make makeup his own wife, do I have to show these works to my friends later?" tanyakanya.

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"Young master, where do you want to go early in the morning like this?" Asked his personal servant Rafael, when he saw that the master of his master was suddenly wearing a fairly neat black suit.

Unlike usual, early in the morning went to work with her work clothes, she was dressed formally like going to an important meeting.

Even though all this time, if there is an important event, even though the board meeting, the master of his employer will always use online meetings, as a means for his regular meetings, as a means for his regular meetings, because his identity will continue to be kept secret from the public face.

But this time?

With a faint smile that adorned the thick and sexy lips, Rafael then combed his hair, wearing a watch, quality black leather shoes, and, and do not forget the weapons that he always carried and stored under his armpits, hiding them in his suit, like yesterday.

"I want to see him marry directly to my own eyes."

His personal servant Rafael also caught an identity card that was folded into his neck, which means that the position of his master to see his sister married, by making himself a guard too.

"Are you not in any trouble? You see your sister's wedding not as a big brother, but as someone else like this?"

"No problem, wouldn't it be better for no one to know that my sister is in? Although Arlo knows my identity as well as my sister's, but I'll keep my identity hidden like this, because it's safer." Reply Rafael, then spray the less expensive angi oil on his neck, and wrists.

Whereas in the drawer, there are many rows of perfumes with exorbitant prices, but the one chosen by Rafael is a perfume that he bought for less than one million.

Really, the comfortable and successful life that should be lived by Rafael as a man who sufficed, actually chose to disguise himself as a person who looks mediocre.

That is, the strategy of Rafael in living his life so that he does not look so flashy out there.

"Have you prepared a special gift that I ordered you two days ago?" Rafael asked, returning to tidy up the suit he was wearing in front of a mirror.

"Here, this is the prize." This man gave the little paper bag to his master, and not long after, Rafael looked at him for a moment and left.

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"G-mad! She's getting married? Is that true? This fast?" Ask Warren. He who was already in his apartment house Felix, immediately asked in a loud tone because he was so surprised by the four invitations listed on the guest table, and the invitation had the name Felix, Warren, and the name, Darren, even Arshen.

Felix, who had just been given four invitations from one of the employee staff in the apartment building, had also been silent for a moment with the surprise itself, because for him it was too sudden.

Until Warren asks again: "Do you want to go?"

Warren glanced at Felix who seemed to have his mind and heart also shaken by the fact itself, that Elly whom they had once embarrassed, they used as their servant, was also shaken, jutsru will now marry the man Felix considers a cousin.

"I don't know, if you're leaving, you're leaving." Felix replied to Warren.

Because he's quite frustrated with his current position, because after all, seeing the man Felix once thought of as a slave, then suddenly having a position that would be the mistress of the Avaris family with Alves as his partner, for Felix it was the biggest blow for him, after the incident one week ago, he said, their first meeting in front of the campus was actually quite decent and seized his attention and heart.

But because it was like this, Felix would give up, choosing not to interfere in Elly's affairs again.

"You just tell the others, I'd better get some sleep today" Felix said, then got off the couch and went to the room before the door closed a little hard.

BRACKET...

"Felix, lest he have feelings for that Elly." Warren murmured, while reviewing his memory stating that at that time Warren actually saw Felix and Elly meet in front of the campus and talk briefly in the rain.

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Elsewhere, in Ellynda's room.

While sitting casually in his lounge chair, Ellynda was currently continuously blabbering incoherently.

"Alves, you have your own activities, do you have to do this personally to me?"

"Let no one touch your face but me."

"This is not the surprise of his name."

"You're going to be my wife, you're going to be a surprise to me, so what should I surprise you again?" Reply Alves that second too.

"Sir, if you told me to come here for reasons to decorate your bride, then why do you make sandri like this? I'm also a woman, you better give this task to me." interrupted this woman.

"No, you're just here to enliven my house, and complement it, so you're sitting quietly in your chair." Furthermore, without even looking at the interlocutor, Alves' eyes continued to look at the face of Ellynda that Alves had painted personally.

"But the tu-"

"I won't pay if you don't obey my orders." Alves replied, the corner of his eye catching the look of fear the woman had.

"Good." Regretfully, the debate was so there was no point in winning, as the aura exuded by his young master was enough to intimidate him. 'Really very possessive. I could not win against his words.' his heart thought.

Elly, who did not bother with what the two men had just fought, only said: "Alves, no, no need to be thick, I feel like I want to scratch my face."

"I know the size I have to put on your face, just relax why, like that time." Alves reminded Elly to be calm, as the result would never disappoint her.

Until, in the midst of the affairs of the two of them who had not visited class, the door that had been closed, immediately opened.

"Alves, why are you even here? Outside the sud-" had not had time to speak fully, Alves' mother immediately gawked. "Since when can you dress a woman?"

"Since I had a wish to touch his face" replied Alves.

'Who?' Elly opened one of her eyes and saw her mother-in-law.

But, as she looked and said in her heart that it was her mother, Elly suddenly felt empty.

He did not think about the question that most likely will be asked by many people why the bride-to-be does not have both parents or a background equivalent to the groom, rather he was quite curious about his own two parents, one of his mothers, what kind of figure.

'Huh, funny as well anyway, because even in this second, I have absolutely no parents like in my past.' her inner self.

"You've been a completely different person lately. Then if you're the one who put on her makeup, why are you using the services of an all makeup artist?" ask Alves' mother.

"Not to be ignored, I just invited him as a mere formality" he replied.

"But aren't you thinking about the invited guests who have come?"

"There's Orson."

"Wedding is you, why do you tell her to welcome guests, so at least greet them, not even here." getting emotional because her son was really smart to answer.

"Mother, if it's still here to interfere with my business" turned his head back to his mother, Alves said again, "It's better for you to go home." stressing her last sentence was to give a stern warning to the woman she considered to be the mother, even though the figure of the woman on the doorstep was not the woman responsible to her son, because all this time only lives while ignoring its existence. But it was the turn to get married, the woman started to show herself and talk to him about this and that.

Alves, aka Azriel, he really doesn't like her at all.