Young Master Sucks
come home late

Indra then called junsen..

"Call the parasites into my room!". Indra said behind the phone.

"Sorry Mr. Miss just got home, he said he was going with his friend to the salon". Junsen replied.

"What!! When's? Why not ask permission from me first!!" Bentak Indra's.

"Sorry sir, this lady is in a bit of a hurry, I also forgot to tell you". Junsen.

"Basic sloppy! Who he went with... Which friend huh!". Indra asked him he had a pen in his hand.

"With the woman who was always with him, sir, Miss Miseel is his name". Junsen.

Indra nodded "well ". Immediately the phone call is turned off.

"Behold you little lamb, I'll catch you and devour you alive ". Indra growled while massaging his forehead.

Time continued to run, time had already shown the afternoon when to return to the mansion.

Long Indra waited for Alya time already showed the night time when to have dinner together.

At the dining table.

"Where's your wife? It's been two nights that he's not coming to dinner?". Ask Miss vanessa.

"I'll take care of it ". Indra just ate the fruit and left...

Miss Vanessa and Katrin looked on in disappointment, and it added to their hatred of Alya...

Shortly after Indra entered the room, Alya finally arrived at the mansion...

"Good night young lady please". Mr. Yen welcomed.

"Thank you Mr. Yen, this Oyah is for you". Alya gave the gift she bought earlier outside with Misel.

"No need for miss". Reject mr. Yen.

"It's okay sir". Alya forced

"All right, thank you, miss". Mr. Yen finally accepted the gift despite some hesitation.

"Where have you been, this new clock is in the mansion?". Vanessa said with an angry tone coming towards Alya.

"So there's a little business outside the mistress". Answer Alya.

"Rushan? Do you think after becoming Indra's Wife you should just as casually be here as you are!". Ketus Vanessa's.

"Sorry lady ".Alya felt very guilty.

"Well, your hair looks like it's new, did you just come home from the salon?". Vanessa's mom is getting mad

"Hmm it.that's sorry madam, I just took my friend to the salon.."

"Reason!!". Vanessa interrupted immediately.

"Do you just want to use my son? Tsk... Remember you're nobody here, don't act over the line!!". Vanessa went with her sharp eyes.

Alya bowed, his eyes were already glazed once, so Misel did not say they would do hair care maybe they would not be long ago..

Because their original goal was only for the spa, everything changed when they arrived at the salon.

Alya stepped foot into the room, she was trembling but she still had to step forward

"Huuuffff calm Alya, Omelette is breakfast and dinner for you, no need to respond anymore". Alya's mind then continued to step.

"Thank you sir". Alya said as Mr. Yen stopped at the end of the stairs to drive Alya.

"Please miss". Mr. Yen lowered his head.

Alya immediately went into the room, there was already Indra waiting for him to return...

"Death to me, I will definitely be killed". Inner Alya began to worry when she found a sharp gaze from Indra.

"Good night sir". Alya said hesitantly also fearfully, her tone trembling.

"Sa..salon sir". Alya answered, bowing her head..

"Does going to the salon take that much time?". Indra asked still in an angry tone.

"Ma.sorry sir".

"From now on you can't go out! In addition to the rest of the office you should stay in the mansion..." Indra said firmly.

"Ba.well my master understands ". Alya nodded her head, otherwise she would definitely get a tantrum.

Indra stepped closer to Alya "Oyah all the accounts you have should be blocked!". Her speech.

Alya raised her head to look at Indra in wonder "why?". As if that was what Alya would say as his form of protest.

"That's a punishment because you're not saying goodbye if you get out". Answer Indra.

"But sir, I have a lot of memories on Instagram.. ". Alya replied sadly, in fact Alya created that Instagram account to save every precious moment that she passed.

"Memories? " Indra smiled obliquely at Alya's words, thinking the memories had something to do with Alya's former comments.

"Oh so you mean you have memories of your ex-boyfriend?".

"It's not so, sir".

"Then what? You don't want to delete it, do you?". Indra approached Alya more and more intensely.

"Well my master will block my account". For fear Alya would not want to have to obey.

"Good.do it now". Answer Indra.

"Good sir". Alya immediately took her phone and blocked all her social media accounts.

"It's so annoying... ". Alya grumbled inwardly.

"Already sir". Alya said shortly after she finished blocking all her social media accounts

"Okay, you can clean yourself up now". Indra invited Alya to the dressing room.

"Good sir". Alya stepped...

After Alya finished back into the room, he saw Indra was sitting leaning on the bed while playing his phone.

Alya took a slow step then pulled the blanket to lie down next to Indra.

"What are your activities today at the salon?". Indra asked but her gaze did not switch from her phone.

"Spa and do master hair care". Alya replied in a lazy tone, it seems like she is already heavily sleepy

"What! The spa?". Indra paused from the screen of her phone then looked at Alya sharply.

"Yes sir..." Alya answered while yawning, she was very sleepy.

"Cih... So you undressed in front of other people like that?... Then yesterday you said you weren't used to it". Indra threw away her annoyed look.

"In the spa room there are only female masters... Huaaaa". Alya yawned again while rubbing her eyes, she was completely exhausted.

"Although your woman is strictly forbidden to take off your clothes except in front of me, understand!!". Kesal Indra's.

Indra nodded her forehead while not getting an answer from Alya "what are you not with..." Indra stopped talking when she saw that Alya had fallen asleep.

"Sad... You even dared to sleep ahead of me!!". Indra was upset but she also sympathized to wrap Alya's slightly open legs.

Long Indra looked at Alya who was sleeping soundly, her face looked very calm...

"Are you so tired today honey?". Indra kissed Alya's cheeks and forehead.

"Sleep, I won't bother you". Whisper Indra then took the remote to turn off the lights and turn on the sleeping lights.

He also put away the bolster that was in the middle then hugged Alya tightly.

There is a sense of calm when Indra does that, the fix now Indra admitted defeat, he fell in love with his wife even though he himself who pretentious-soan cuek even always pranks Alya.

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