Young Master's Beautiful Wife
Chapter 21
A plain black shirt and a short black checkered skirt above the knee, that's the oufit Zoya uses now for a walk.
He deceived some of the bodyguards by saying that he wanted to buy a bandage and they should not follow him, as a result Zoya managed to escape through another road.
Plastic crackle full of seblak, cilok, grilled meatballs and others, he tenteng with a big smile on his face. He sang while walking down that lonely road.
Zoya stops when she sees the cottage a few meters away from her, there are some drunk men there. Zoya took a breath and exhaled back while clenching her hand.
Bending her head and walking a little quickly, Zoya almost made it through the drunkard's cabin. But a long-haired man actually approached Zoya with a mir4s bottle that he was carrying.
“Hai pretty sister, where are you going anyway? Hurry up!” she asks, he approaches Zoya in a dazed way.
“M-mau go home!”
“Udah here first, play with us-us!” the gondrong man immediately pulled Zoya to make the girl rebel.
BUGH!
With the accumulated power, Zoya kicks into the future of the long-haired man. He ran quickly while carrying his plastic crisp, hoping Marcel was here to help him.
Bruk!
“Si4lan stone!” maki Zoya when he fell because of a rock, he decided to keep running even though his knees were blisters.
“Where are you going, beautiful?”
Without Zoya knowing, behind her there was already one man from a group of drunkards. Somehow in order for Zoya to escape from there, her two friends begin to follow and approach Zoya.
“Sell is so expensive anyway Lo? Yuk brush abiss!” exclaimed one of the men who immediately cornered Zoya on one of the trees.
“L-lepasin!” zoya breaks out, when one of the drunk boys wants her m3nc1um.
“Syutt, relax! We will play slowly!” she said with a smile that was hard to describe.
DORR!
DORR!
DORR!
Three shots fired by someone, his gaze began to swirl as dar4h of some of the men hit his shirt.
Bruk!
In that instant, Zoya fainted with pale lips and face. He will certainly be very traumatized after this incident, not to mention the anger Marcel will face.
Zoya does not know if the one who fired the three bullets was Marcel himself with two bodyguards beside him, the two bodyguards did not dare to hold Zoya, fearing that Marcel would be angry.
Easily, Marcel was holding a girl who had gained weight. He stared intently at Zoya's pale face.
“Punishment awaits you, dissident girl.”
18:00 AM local.
“Actually what happened to this girl? So I can explain his circumstances!” exclaimed the white-robed doctor, he knew that Zoya was Marcel's wife but he did not dare to call Zoya 'Young Lady', fearing that Marcel was angry.
“Hufh, she almost lost her crown.”
The doctor was a beard. “Yes, he was traumatized but I have injected a sedative but he can recall the incident, and it could be sters. Therefore, you must often invite her to communicate so that her mind is not empty!”
“Hm.”
“That's all I can tell you, the rest depends on how you communicate with this girl to reduce her trauma. I'm sorry!”
After Marcel's room door was completely shut, Zoya regained consciousness from her fainting and felt a headache in her head. He looked around while neutralizing his glare.
“I-this at home ..” murmured slowly when he saw the wall that was familiar to him, he took a glance and saw Marcel who was sitting there.
“T-young Master.”
“Disradictory girl!”
“Ma–”
“What? You want to apologize? How many times have I told you, if out it bring a bodyguard and do not go far from the guard bodyguard-bodyguard it!” snapped Marcel, he even slammed the cellphone he had played earlier.
“Hikss .. m-sorry, Young Master!”
Marcel breathed his rough breath. “Already, the incident has been missed. Just eat this porridge, and take the medicine!”
Zoya nodded, looking at Zoya who was having trouble eating the porridge, Marcel immediately grabbed the bowl and scooped the porridge and blew it away to keep it from getting hot.
“Open your mouth!”
Geck!
Geck!
Cklek!
“What's your situation much better, Young Madam?” Marvel smiled faintly and approached Zoya with a tray of fruit and juice.
“My situation is much better, Marvel. By the way is that what you brought?” ask Zoya while looking up.
“Fruit and also juice, Young Mistress.”
“Wahh, you're very considerate, Marvel! Thanks yah.” Zoya's pale face suddenly so cheerful when Marvel brought apples, grapes and also pears.
All that did not escape the attention of Marcel, both of them dare to do a romantic scene in front of him.
“Marvel, get out!”
The unpleasant aura began to Marvel feel from Marcel, it is clear that the man did not like his presence, especially when Zoya smiled and thanked him.
After the bodyguard closed the door, Zoya looked at Marcel's strange eyes, which now showed an unpleasant aura and a very sharp eagle's gaze.
“Marvel is very considerate yahh, Young Master?” said Zoya, he drank mango juice brought Marvel.
“It looks like you really like Marvel.”
“Of course, I liked her. He was handsome, intelligent, dignified, polite, ethical and sturdy! Akhh, does he have r0ti torn in his chest?” Zoya smiled smrik as she looked at Marcel's extremely angry expression.
Marcel loosened his tie and slowly unbuttoned his shirt, Zoya looking frantic and cold hot right now.
“T-young Master? What are you doing?” Zoya closed her eyes as all the buttons on the young man's shirt opened.
The body that really seduces the faith of all women, the sixpack stomach that gives rise to the shape of r0ti torn it really makes Zoya not wart in the slightest.
Gluey!
Marcel threw away his suit of origin, he ruffled his hair which made his charm add up. In this case, who wouldn't want to be with him.
“Jawab my questions. Me or Marvel's most handsome here, my body is quite athletic, right?” marcel asked and showed me his checkered stomach.
Zoya gaped upon hearing Marcel's strange question, so Marcel opened his shirt and showed him his sixpack belly just to ask like that.
“T-Young Master the most t-handsome!” said Zoya with a wave, he was really afraid that Marcel would torture him if he answered Marvel's most handsome.
“Finally you are aware too!”
Marcel picked up the shirt and put it back on, Zoya heaved a sigh of relief. He thought Marcel would ask for his right as a husband.
“Young Master, I want to ask you something!”
“Ask me!”
“It ... t-about the company Papa, Young Master!” Zoya closed her eyes, afraid that Marcel would be angry with her.
“What does Alfareado ask for!?” marcel asked, his face suddenly flat.
“K-words, Papa. He wants the Young Master to help his two companies that have gone bankrupt and restore the glory days of the company.” explained Zoya.
Marcel, who had wanted to yell at and punish Zoya, abandoned his intentions when he saw the girl's hand tremble, Marcel stroked Zoya's black mane and smiled faintly.
“I won't be angry.”
The deg!
Zoya looked up at her head when she received such treatment from Marcel, engraved a faint smile on her handsome face. Oh my God, Marcel is like a Greek God when he smiles.
“I will return both Alfareado companies, provided you can comply with one of my requests!”
Zoya is making a choice, thinking that Marcel might ask for his rights as payment for the return of the two companies.
“I ... not ready to do it yet, Young Master!” great-granddaughter Zoya, her cheeks flushed as she said that.
Marcel chuckles. “Who asked you to do that, My request is ... I hope you want to take me to my parents' house!”
Zoya squinted her forehead. “Hm, as what?”
“Of course as a wife.My mother asked me to take you home, so are you willing?” ask Marcel again.
“Ya, okay. But, Young Master promised to restore glory to both Papa companies right?” Zoya stared fixedly at the Netra Marcel, the young man nodded slowly.
“I'll take you there, tomorrow night!”