Young Master Sucks
Alya was amazed

The servant on duty immediately opened the door and welcomed her as a young lady, like a dream of an ordinary girl treated like a princess...

"Welcome to the mansion of Herlambang young lady". Alya flinched as they all bowed welcoming "congratulations to her marriage". They're very friendly..

"God, they bowed down and gave me honor, I was even more despicable than them yet they welcomed me with joy ". Alya's heart was moved..

"Thank you everyone, you're so good". Alya answered with a smile

"Miss must be very tired, let me show you the lady's room". Said the butler

Alya was invited and led into the mansion by the butler, his name was Pak Yen, Alya then glanced at the first floor building in her heart she could not fool herself that this house looked like a royal palace..

Alya continued to turn her gaze around, she was also looking for where her in-laws and sister-in-law who had gone home earlier, whether they might have rested, or had another event somewhere else, i-i don't know... Inner Alya.

"Let's go in, miss, this is the room of the young lady and master ". Said Mr. Yen while opening the door

Alya seemed very hesitant to enter the room that he had entered at that time, Alya was confused is not this a temporary marriage, then why should sleep together can not Indra give him another room, and so on, whether to room with the king of Pharaoh, Inner Alya wondered.

"Please miss". Mr. Yen reminded again.

"Emm. uh good sir". Alya was very clumsy, she was not used to this kind of thing...

Alya began to step into the room, and oh my goodness.This room has been conjured into a super duper luxurious room, the interior is different and everything looks new... Don't forget about the expensive stuff in it...

"Miss if you want to go to the bathroom miss can go through this door, the toilet is over there... Miss if you want to use it just pat once then the closet will open automatically and to close it again just clap twice.." Mr. Yen explained, the bathroom was even wider than the living room in Alya's house..

Next pack Yen towards buth up, Pak Yen explained how to use the shower there, because the shower is not a shower usually like in hotels...

This shower has six different pressures, three upper and three lower...

The first top is water with high pressure, the second is medium, and the third is like drizzle/slow rainwater...

then the pressure below is one for the warm water, the, the second to fill the buth up if you want to soak in just minutes buth up can be full and the last button to play music if you want to listen to music while soaking...

Okay Alya was quite understanding up there, in his unceasing heart he was useful in amazement...

Next sir Yen stepped out and turned slightly towards the right, Alya could no longer say anything while looking at the large cupboard with a golden theme in its corners...

"Whether Mr Indra is that rich, it's appropriate that he demands that I look as beautiful as possible". Inner Alya, feeling ashamed of yourself.

In this mansion he distributed fleas that just stick to the floor..

"This is a special wardrobe for the young master's watch, here is the shoe cabinet, here is the shirt cabinet and here is the closet for the suit... ". Mr. Yen explained that he continued to step and pointed to one by one the glass cabinets in which were already composed of Indra goods.

"Dad here are all the shoes of the young master and next to them are also the shoes of the young lady...".

"Shoes?". Alya was surprised to see into the glass cabinet there were indeed several types of branded shoes there, must be very expensive...

"It's all young lady's stuff, jewelry and it's all here". Pak Yen stopped then looked at Alya who was gaping in disbelief.

"Hmm.. sir is this all for me?". Alya did not believe it.

"Of course, ladies, these are all personal belongings of the lady". Answer Mr. Yen with a smile.

"Well, I don't believe this". Alya muttered softly which was only replied with a smile by Mr. Yen.

"Is there anything the young lady wants to ask?". Said mr. Yen.

Alya shook her head"no more sir".

"Okay, please rest, miss, excuse me". Answer mr. Yen.

"Thank you sir". Alya bowed in gratitude..

"Together miss, next time do not bend your body, it is not good especially if the young master sees it". Mr. Yen said it seemed like it was a warning for Alya to be more careful about thanking someone...

Because Indra will be angry if Alya subdues the body to others unless he is a...

Alya nodded "I understand... " Answer with a smile.

Mr. Yen then came out of the room, Alya rushed to the sofa to throw himself there, tired for today for hours standing at the altar.

Alya let out a long sigh, reassuring herself, even what she experienced today was not a dream but a new reality of life that Alya will live in the future.

After a long lie down, Alya woke up from her sleep and went into the bathroom that was shown by Mr. Yen earlier, Alya had to clean himself before going to bed..

Finished with that Alya stepped into the dressing room that Mr. Yen had explained, Alya opened his closet section and wow once again he was amazed...

"It's not a boutique, is it?.." Alya wondered, there was a neat arrangement of clothes and a lot of it, the clothes were separated from work clothes, sleep clothes, and so on, house clothes and other ordinary clothes are all arranged and arranged neatly.

Finished with all that Alya went back into the room, looking at the bed of the young master, he remembered first that Indra did not like him sleeping there...

So Alya turned her body back around looking for a blanket in the bottom of the closet, and thank God she found it,

Alya immediately rushed to the sofa to rest... Not much fantasy drama anymore, Alya was already very sleepy and finally he fell asleep...

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Meanwhile on the other side..

After the wedding, Indra returned to her apartment, just a moment to clear her mind...

Then after changing his clothes Indra took the car keys and returned to the mansion when time almost showed the morning..