Young Master Sucks
Indra jealousy

"Excuse me Miss Alya, you are waiting for the young master in his room, hmm lest the master himself come to see you". Said Junsen who came calling Alya, while commemorating.

"I'm tired, I don't care." murmured Alya annoyed.

"Miss still remembers Kon..."

"Yes yes I remember sir". Alya interrupted junsen's remarks, she was afraid that the junsen would reveal the contract agreement,

soon Alya got up and went to Indra's room.

"Tock.tok.tok.."

"Hm". Answer Indra coldly,

Alya immediately opened the door "quickly..."

"did you call me?". Alya said with a smile as if nothing had happened even though she was very upset.

Indra stared intently "you blocked my phone number?". Her question is cynical.

"Hmm. I'm sorry my master may have mispressed". Alya is guilty.

"Sad.. You think I believe that?, you really want to be fired.." Indra got up while leaning on her desk.

Both of his hands were in his pants pocket...

"I'm sorry sir". Alya bowed with a clear face

"Dry". Call Indra.

"Sir.." Alya stared with teary eyes, thinking Indra would hurt her.

"What's wrong?". Indra knitted her forehead, what a threat of fire was too excessive so Alya looked sad

Alya shook her head... But he remained silent in place.

Degs...

Alya was surprised by the treatment of Indra who immediately came to hug her with a friendly "i'm just joking honey, don't be sad like that". Indra said slowly..

Alya who was initially sad was even surprised and surprised, why Indra suddenly gave a sweet treatment, usually not like that.

"Hmm sir". Alya let go of her embrace..

"Well..?" Indra looked at Alya with a soft face.

"What's wrong with you..?" Alya asked confusedly.

Indra himself was confused by his position now, why he unconsciously hugged Alya who was sad, is it true Indra had fallen in love with him.

"Nothing, forget it". Indra hurried away from Alya with a restrain of embarrassment.

"Hmm well sir". Alya was downcast still wondering why Indra's behavior was so strange like never before.

"You can get out now". Indra said his position was sitting staring at the computer.

"Okay sir, I'll get you lunch". Answer Alya.

"No. No, you can go back to work ". Reject Indra,

from what Alya saw it seemed like Indra's expression began to misbehave...

"Okay sir, excuse me". Alya's coming out...

"Weird man". Alya's inner voice while heading to her desk.

While in the room Indra...

He seemed to be depressed himself with his act "when I care about Him, why my heart was like pain to see him sad". Indra's mind touched his chest.

"I'm really starting to like it... " She asked again to herself.

He takes his phone then looks at photos of Alya while they are in America, photos that Indra took secretly as Alya stood on the balcony staring at dusk.

Indra gave a small smile looking at the photo, somehow she started to like all about Alya.

"Hm... I have to find out about her" .inner Indra

Indra quickly opened her personal Instagram looking for Alya's name there...

"Who. what's his name". Indra forgot Alya's full name..

Duh base name alone he does not remember how he might be worthy of being called a husband.

Indra then searched through the documents (cooperation agreement contract ) herself and Alya, only to find out Alya's full name.

"Oh so this is his name. cih this is how I don't remember". Indra put the map back and keep it in a drawer,

He then started looking for photos of Alya on Instagram..

"Meet". Indra said happily... So happy that he wanted to scream...

Hah, it's even just a social media but why Indra is so happy and enthusiastic to see it...

Indra clicking Alya's profile on Instagram turned out Alya made a story..

The story contains a photo of Alya with the caption "tiring day".

"What made him tired today? Was that percentage earlier, it was even a small thing". Indra muttered, for some reason there was jealousy seeing Alya active in the sosmed

Indra started to look - look at the profile and upload Alya...

"Funny... Sweet... It's pretty..." Every time Indra opened the photo he became a smile of his own .

Indra pressed the comment field... There were some comments from many guys who praised Alya's wait

"You look so beautiful"

"Nice "

"Hey you're so pretty.." Behind her is a red love.

"It's so sweet ".

"Very nice, do you have a partner?". Some people also write comments like this

"I want to date you".

And there are many more comments that successfully burned Indra's heart, he was upset that someone sent a comment that seemed to want to take Alya from him...

"Hey she's my wife!!". Maki Indra behind the scenes..

Indra had even typed it in the comments column but a second later Indra deleted it again...

"Am I blind jealous now...? It's impossible". Indra threw her phone on the table because she was upset

That afternoon Indra never focused on his work, he was very cranky in his room, upset it feels like having a wife who has a lot of fans on Instagram...

"Did he deliberately spread charm on social media so that many approached him so?".

"Sih the flirty basis..."

Indra just kept on cursing Alya's photo

"What Don't - don't he also have a private chat with a delinquent on his Instagram messenger". Inner Indra he was getting more and more unsettled with all his conjectures.

Every post Alya Indra always read it carefully until at the very last post it turns out there are those who comment like this..

"Please spirit". Posts a few years ago

Heat... It's so hot Indra's heart now, she's thinking who that man is...

Indra rushes to press her profile and finds out who the man who said "sad passion" was in Alya's post three years ago...

"Is he his ex" muttered Indra.

Indra opened and saw the man's homepage, there was no photo post inside there was only a picture of the sky and twilight...

"Cih.is she a connoisseur of twilight.esthetic snobs". Indra cursed in annoyance.

But the comment always haunts him "it's brave of him to say he's affectionate to someone else's wife". His grunt.

Hey Indra is forgetting that it's just Alya's past.

Indra grabbed the water on her desk and immediately gulped it down roughly "how long they had been in a relationship... How many times they date... Shit's driving me crazy". Indra was upset with herself.

Indra grabbed her phone again...

Because Indra was upset to send a notification to Alya..

"Where are you, in my room now". Fill out the notification.

"Not sent? Is he still blocking my number!". Indra was getting angry for a long time, it turns out Alya has not opened the block.

seriate...

dawn😔