Young Master Sucks
Still Upset...

Alya turned her body looking at the food on the table, actually she was not tasteful at all, his mood was also lost but hunger forced him to lower his prestige and inevitably he had to eat too even with tears...

Huaaa... The tears did not stop and came out on their own.

Out...

It turned out that Indra was secretly peering at junsen...

"Hm... How did he receive the gift I gave him?". Indra asked pretending to throw away her face not wanting to see Junsen, but she was curious about Alya's reaction.

"Yes, sir, the lady accepted it". Junsen replied, inwardly he wanted to laugh at his master's strange behavior but junsen was worried in case he ended up being Indra's moons.

"Is he happy... I mean what did he say?". Indra was very curious.

"He didn't say anything, sir". Junsen replied.

"Thank you or nothing?". Ask Indra expectantly.

Junsen shook his head "no master".

"OK..." Indra closed the door of her room lazily.

While Junsen stared at the door in astonishment, "all this was dizzying". Inner junsen.

This is what happens when working with young bosses who sometimes act cold, sometimes arrogant, sometimes like children, is really unclear...

No one can guess for sure the mood changes Indra...

But not when acting strange Indra become a funny figure.

"Ha-ha-ha is funny from where she is ". junsen chuckles then she goes inside her room .

In Indra's room....

He paced back and forth, he was annoyed with Alya's attitude that did not say thank you or anything for his efforts to buy the gift.

Though Indra waited, if Alya would thank and forget his sadness.

"Did she not like flowers?. Then what about that expensive chocolate she should have liked... Even if you don't like chocolate, the doll should be able to entertain him, where is the thanks". Indra kept pacing back and forth talking to herself ...

"Why she's a woman, why she doesn't like romance". Indra continued muttering while massaging her forehead.

Thinking of her making Indra dizzy herself, Indra threw herself on the mattress and stared at the ceiling of her room.

Thinking normally again...

"Is your decision to marry her unanimous". Mumbled again...

Indra then turned around hugging bolsters and muttered again "cheer... Come on Indra why are you so restless like this. ha-ha-ha you're in power, for what dizzying feeling.he will be happy with the treasure you have".

Indra tried to fight his common sense so that he did not continue to craze thinking about Alya who seemed to already hate him.

Indra grabbed her phone on the table, then opened WhatsApp, she then reread the results of her chat with Alya.

His finger moving wants to touch the screen and press the video call....

But a second later he changed his mind again, prestige of course...

Indra actually just wanted to make sure whether Alya was much calmer and fine or he was still thinking about his words...

"Ah shit..." Indra threw her phone onto the sofa, then rolled around on the bed, I don't know she was really acting like a pubescent boy .

"I'd better get to him..." Indra took a step, walked out of her room then stepped into Alya's room...

Indra arrived in front of the room, he took a deep breath and then clenched his hand to knock on the door...

But again failed, Indra's hand just lifted, not to touch the door...

Indra finally growled at himself, he then went back into his room while ruffling his hair in frustration.

"Fucking ****!!". It means to yourself who is back in chaos with pacing.

Degs...

Indra could finally see Alya who was also standing there, enjoying the sun that was almost drowned with the color of the orange sky..

In addition to the wind that brushed Alya's hair with his eyes closed, Indra secretly stole a photo there...

"She's funny too". Inner Indra chuckled at Alya, with sexy clothes and plain T-shirts.

Alya turned her head and Tampa deliberately looked at each other..

Indra gave a smile but Alya lowered her head and rushed back into the room..

I do not know it feels lazy to see the employer who will soon become her future husband ..

"really?". Alya wonders.

So what, she will soon become the princess, or the young mistress in the luxurious super duper Indra mansion..

Alya no longer wanted to think about the matter, if in retrospect, maybe he would go crazy..

Now the most important thing is how he will live next...

Alya while on the balcony also remembered Indra's words last night, if he was still bound by a cooperation contract but when the contract was completed then everything would end and return to normal...

After all when signing a contract Alya already knows exactly that his rights have been bought so back again maybe this is also one of Alya who is too tempted with money.

"I'll probably go crazy soon". Alya took the pills from inside her bag..

It was a sleeping pill, Alya just wanted to sleep well tonight, he already did not want to think about many things that could not even be changed.

For a moment Alya saw a large teddy bear on her bed as well as a bouquet and chocolate, no appetite to touch it...

Alya threw away her face, she stepped up to take the water on the table and then took the pill and with one move all the gifts Indra gave her slammed down the floor...

Alya pulled the blanket to sleep, for a moment she wanted to forget that the world was so cruel to her...

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The next day...

The day was still so dark, Alya had already found her room like it was going to break, the phone next to her also from earlier rang...

"Yes, wait.." Alya forgot she was still in the hotel, she thought she had returned to Indonesia.

"Good morning miss, you asked me to come downstairs for breakfast, soon we will go to the airport to return to Indonesia ". Junsen.

"Hmm well sir, I take a shower first". Answer Alya.

"Well miss, don't linger, sir doesn't like to wait " .

"I understand." replied Alya.

Time has passed....

At the dining table (Hotel)...

After taking the food, Alya chose to sit alone, while Indra sat at the other table.

He observed from afar, Alya really did not want to get close to him..

"Call him here." Indra told Junsen

"Good sir". Junsen immediately called Alya, but Alya refused... And again he was threatened with a contract agreement.

"Damn..." Alya grumbled in his heart, he then lifted his plate and came and sat down to eat with his boss.

SERIATE....