Young Master's Beautiful Wife
Chapter 16
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Perhaps the effect of the romance of Young Master Marcel a few minutes ago, from earlier Zoya's smile did not fade with cheeks that continued to redden. At the moment the girl is in the room, while Marcel is in the bathroom to clean himself up.
“Yaa ... why can I forget si?” murmured while patting his own eel.
Cklek!
Marcel came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist up to his knees, he used a small towel to dry his hair.
“What's up?” marcel asked Zoya, who was now turning her back.
Zoya turned. “That, Mr. Mud–, KYAA>
Zoya immediately closed her eyes, sitting on the floor with blushing cheeks. Marcel raised only one of his eyebrows, a question mark.
“T-young Master, quickly put on your shirt first!” pinta Zoya is still covering her eyes.
Marcel seemed to sigh, he picked up a black shirt and also black jens pants and passed away going to the bathroom to change his clothes.
“Hufhh, good luck! But ... Young Master's athletic body is also yahh!m?” muttered Zoya with red cheeks, she kept thinking about the incident a few seconds ago when she saw r0ti torn Young Master Marcel.
Cklek!
After two minutes, Marcel came out of the bathroom with a black shirt and long black jeans wrapped in his burly body. Zoya is stunned astray, but she throws the strange feeling away.
“It seems you are confused, what is it?” marcel asked, he approached Zoya who was fiddling with her backpack.
“It, anu ... I forgot to buy the science equipment that My Teacher, Young Master, asked for. Earlier, I wanted to buy the tool with Xien but Marvel told me to go home, ja–”
“Enough!”
“You're talking a lot, so the point is you need that science tool?” marcel asked, he choked on the chest.
Zoya nodded slowly, she cursed herself who could talk a lot in front of Marcel now so scolded deh.
“Where is the tool?”
“Di Mall, Young Master.”
“Marvel who will buy that tool!”
“No need, Young Master! Let Me alone, if Young Master is authorizing–”
“Alright, come!”
“Where?” zoya's great-grandson with her innocent look while tilting her head.
“Ke Mall, girl bod0h!”
Many pairs of eyes continue to pay attention to Zoya and Marcel, this is the first time Zoya is seen by everyone, he least likes to be a public spectacle.
“T-Young Master, you tungg–”
“What? You're telling me to wait for you to be parked? What kind of bodyguard do you think I am for Marvel? Ck! Quickly find his goods, after that go home!” sambar Marcel is quick, why he likes to cut Zoya's talk.
‘“But everyone is looking at me, Young Master. I am not feeling well!” zoya said, scratching her cheeks while looking around.
Marcel looked up at everyone who was watching him and Zoya. Although he does not recognize Zoya as his wife, Marcel does not like if there are crocodile eyes that look at Zoya with a gaze of want to prey on her.
“Why did you come out with clothes on your knees like that, huh?” marcel asked without looking at Zoya, while the girl in question looked at her own clothes.
How not to overcome the knee try!m? Zoya uses a plaid pink toad dres over her knee and her interior is a light pink shirt, of course it attracts crocodile eyes to notice Zoya's smooth pah4.
”Hmm, I accidentally Young Master!” zoya's great-grandson, Marcel sighed violently then looked at Zoya sharply and pulled her somewhere.
They are currently in a fairly dark hallway, Zoya shivers in horror as Marcel begins to approach her.
The deg!
Zoya only closed her eyes when Marcel's nose came into contact with her nose, Marcel's breath making Zoya's hair fly for a moment.
Cheque!
“I won't do that with you!”
Hearing Marcel's words, Zoya opens her eyes. He looked at his waist wrapped in Marcel's black suit.
“Come, quickly find the tool and go home soon! I still have other more useful affairs!” marcel said, he walked first.
“Uhh, if his business matters more, then why don't I just let him go? It's easier, you weirdo!” muttered Zoya while singing her bib1r, Marcel could still hear the girl's words.
“If I allow you, then you will definitely wander around and cause trouble like yesterday!” squeak Marcel.
“What problems?”
“No, I'm just defending myself, Young Master!”
“If you defend yourself, why don't you run away when your enemies are no longer fighting you?”
“K-because ... Yeah-yes, okay! Young Master wins, I do love brawls!” joked Zoya, he did not like to argue let alone argue with Marcel.
The deg!
Zoya's heart was again sliced by the romantic scene in front of her, Zoya lowered her head. But one of the couple suddenly greets her, Fika.
“Zoya!!”
The girl in the bright yellow dress ran while pulling the hand of her lover–upps, errat! Her husband.
“H-hi, Fika!” reply Zoya with a clumsy smile, look Zoya's eyes immediately fixed on the hand of the husband and wife.
“Zoya, isn't that Young Master Marcel Ziyon Pramuditya? Why are you with her?” whispered Fika, she did not want to make a sound that was too loud.
“A-nu ... Dia–,”
“I'm Zoya's Husband, why?”
The people who had been shopping and talking were silent after Marcel said that with his heavy voice.
No wonder, Zihan and Fika are both surprised. This news will definitely be a trending topic of public conversation on social media later, especially if there were YouTubers who were doing a live broadcast, did he record it?
Another thing with Zoya, the girl looked at Marcel with a look of disbelief and admiration. What makes him more stubborn is, Marcel clasped his hands in front of Fika and also Marcel.
“It's okay, Young Master!”fika said with a smile, while Zihan continued to look at Zoya's face that looked deathly pale.
“She's my wife, so stop looking at her like that!” jolt Marcel, he stared intently at Zihan making the guts of the brownish-black-haired young man shrivel.
“Honey, What do you want to buy again?” marcel asked with his sweet smile, he looked at Zoya who looked puzzled.
“Is that the wife of Young Master Marcel?”
“Indeed why? She seems to be a kind girl, just look at her face! Beautiful and graceful, perfect for the handsome Young Master Marcel!”
“Hosting Family Pramuditya very beautiful, I became envious!”
Everyone there immediately boisterous and noisy, some like and there is also envy of Zoya because it is called 'honey' by 'Marcel.
"Why did Young Master call Gw that? Akhh, I'll be salting! But, did Young Master say that because there was Zihan and also Fika!? Aisshh, Lo why the hell, Zoy!? You can't baper!" Grumbling Zoya in her inner being, she still looked into Marcel's eyes.
“I-it, just buy a science book!” sahut Zoya with a wave, he also threw his smile.
“Alright, come!”
Zoya had not had time to wave her hand towards Fika and also Zihan, her waist was immediately embraced by Marce.
Zihan and Fika looked at each other, they smiled faintly, it turned out that their hopes were both fulfilled.
“Finally Zoya got her best mate well, Al!?” muttered Fika happily, she hugged the burly arms of Zihan.
Zihan smiled and looked at Fika's hairline. “Yes, I'm happy for her, baby!”
Meanwhile, after being away from Zihan and also Fika, Marcel threw out Zoya's rough hands and stared intently.
“Jangab ge-er, I did this to make your ex-lover happy!” marcel said in a cold tone, Zoya already knew the real reason Marcel was being romantic with her like that.
“Yes, I know! But, do you know where Young Master is if Al is my ex-lover? Though I have never told her!” asked Zoya, she squinted her eyes.
“Told Alfareado!”
Not yet had his wound bandaged, Zoya's heart was scratched again hearing the name of his father who he hated so much now.
Zoya squeezed her clothes, her eyes began to hurt as a result of holding back her tears from falling. Marcel actually knew that, but he didn't know what to do.
Suddenly comes across the face of a handsome but silly young man in Marcel's brain, Leonard Fernando Torres.
'If a girl lowered her head while clenching her hands, then the girl was trying to hold back her cries. So as a man, you have to be sensitive! You have to pull her waist and lean her head to lean on your chest, then say “ Cry here! No one will know.”'
"Silly way!" Inner Marcel, but upon seeing Zoya's tears begin to fall on the floor, he feels this moment of his to use the means of his silly friend's.
Huf!.
Grep's!
After sighing heavily, Marcel tugged at the girl's waist until he gasped in shock. According to Leonard's direction, Marcel leaned Zoya's head against her field, stunned Zoya even surprised.
“Crying here! No one will know.”