Young Master Arnold
TMA Chapter 25

On the one hand, Arnold's words are very true. However, on the other hand, Tiara also did not want this problem to get worse. Finally, he could only duck down until a crazy idea attracted his lips.

“Master, we better get out of here,” whispered Tiara right next to Arnold's ear.

“Where to go? I haven't beaten this guy,” Arnold said.

“Come, Sir. Don't go looking for uncle. Just let this matter I take care of it.”

“Hmm. Alright. But now where should we go?”

“We ran away together,” Tiara's proposal which immediately got a look of disbelief from Arnold.

While the middle-aged man in front of them, stared suspiciously. Trying to hear the chatter of two different-sex humans in front of him. However, the voice of the two remained inaudible in his ears.

“You guys why whispers?” insist on uncle.

“Customs, affairs of young people,” replied Arnold ketus.

“Tiara, let's go home!” His uncle looked at Tiara as he walked over to the girl. As he was about to grab Tiara's wrist, Arnold pulled her first.

“Burried!!”

Both of them ran away leaving Uncle Tiara in shock. The middle-aged man immediately regained his senses and came running after his weapon.

“Your basic! Just look what I can do!”

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“Huff.” Tiara rubbed her sweaty face.

“For good, uncle can not arrest us,” tiara.

“You are always taking nicotine, yes,” Arnold said with a cold face.

Tiara glanced at a glance, she grumbled annoyedly at the face of her master. Very-very badly.

“Dih, who would you like to see? Kan, I'm not maksa,” Tiara chirps.

“Not thanks. If there's no me, you'll be killed!”

Arnold chose silence, lazy to answer Tiara because he did not want this problem to get longer. Maybe all day they fight, if no one wants to give up one of them. Arnold chose to sit in the garden chair, then his gaze was directed at Tiara who was still standing.

“Everytime there is a problem, I am always the hero. Let's not be a mate,” Arnold chirped suddenly.

Sighing in a rough breath, Tiara rolled her eyeballs lazily. “Ke-pede-an mulu so people. Who wants to be a match, sir? If only Mr. in bu—“

Tiara's eyes were perfectly rounded, a speech that had been thrown just like that earlier. Now it's ringing in his ears. If, for example, the guy who broke me, I would be a husband. If it were a woman, I would make her a sister.

“No!” tiara shouted as she grabbed her hair, frustrated.

“Why you? Trance?”

The man who had been sitting quietly since then, got up and approached Tiara with a face full of worry. Arnold held onto both of Tiara's shoulders, then looked at the girl's face.

“Do you have a trance?” Arnold shook Tiara's shoulders slowly. Until it made the girl realize.

“Nak only, Sir! Who is possessed. My man earlier ..”

“What?”

“Neither.” Tiara took herself off Arnold's hands, then shifted away from the man.

Tiara's gaze was still on Arnold, looking from toe to head. There was actually nothing less than Arnold, only, that guy was too annoying for Tiara.

“Ngapain look-look? Fancies?” ask Arnold with the pedal.

“Dih.”

“Say, don't be shy. Or ... You've changed your mind, huh? And accepted my offer to marry. Than the fatigue of acting continues,” said Arnold at length.

“Hais, thought marriage was easy,” said Tiara upset.

Imagining building a household never crossed Tiara's head. Especially if you have to be with Arnold, amit-amit. He may die standing up, facing the irritating nature of the man.