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Episodes 114. Because of Perfume

Next day. Exactly at seven.

Drrt.

Drrt.

Drrt.

Arumi's phone shimmered. A message appears on the screen.

"The ugly duckling has sent a request for help to the prince. Today. But what time I don't know.." so Vanya's message.

Arumi scrunched his forehead. He didn't understand why his best friend could do that.

"What's up, baby...?" mirza said while hugging Arumi.

"The vista has changed..."

"Change how? Has Vanya become a wonder woman or a frog princess? Or witches?"

"Ish.grandfather. What the hell..."

"Hehe..."

"Vanya sent this message." said Mirza while propping her phone.

Mirza read the message.

"Haha, you should call it change. Em, but you do understand what that means, right?"

"Yes, that ugly duckling is Andrea. That prince I'm sure Ryu's brother. And I'm sure Vanya got the information straight from Ryu's sister"

"I agree with you too. Oya, God has sent a message that his prince lord Vanya is driving a vehicle"

"Yes. Um, where's the destination? Is it to fulfill Andrea's request?"

"Patience, sweetheart. We wait for the news of the gods. Emm, remember don't make your own decisions. There I am your husband. I'm in charge of you"

"Yes, brother. But I can't stay silent to see my family in danger"

"I won't stay silent either"

"So we'll follow Ryu's brother and help him?"

"of course. But not with you, baby. Remember you just regained consciousness after thirty minutes of falling unconscious. You can take part once the doctor finds out what happened to you"

"Sister.." said Arumi sulking.

"Come, baby. For your own good..."

"But the promise of big brother will help Ryu"

"Of course, honey. He's your brother. It means Ryu is also my family"

"Thank you, sister." said Arumi while hugging Mirza.

Arumi occasionally kissed the handsome man's chest. In fact he inhaled in the masculine scent that was on Mirza's body. So long he did.

Mirza scrunched her forehead as she looked at Arumi's papah, her 150 cm wife. Unlike usual, Arumi blatantly did such a thing.

Although I felt a little strange because of Arumi's out-of-the-box, Mirza did not comment. He just kept quiet. Instead, he pressed his grip on Arumi.

"Darling.Your handsome husband can be late if you linger like this"

"Egh.sorry. Hehe...I'm glad to smell your body, brother. Did you change perfume? The smell is so different. I like brother..."

"Replace? No dear. I didn't even think of replacing it..."

"No lie. I'm sure brother replaced it." said Arumi sulking.

Mirza. He looked at Arumi who was sitting on the lip of the bed. His face was a little gloomy.

"Hey, what's wrong? My wife doesn't usually act like this..."

"I'm upset brother lied. Obviously sister's perfume is different, but why don't you admit it...?" said Arumi.

"But I really don't replace it." said Mirza.

"That's it. Get off. If it's too late, I'll be blamed..."

"Darling.I didn't lie to you. Really..."

"That's it.." said Arumi.

Arumi pushed the handsome man's sturdy body out of the room.

"OKAY. Okay.i'm leaving. But didn't you drive me to the yard like you used to?'

"No. I don't want to..."

BRAKK....

Arumi closed the door a little hard. This, of course, made Mirza gasp.

Geck.

Geck.

Geck.

"Darling.." call Mirza slowly.

"Morning kiss..."

"No...!!"

"What's wrong with Arumi. It doesn't usually happen like this. Just because of perfume, I didn't get a kiss this morning. Ah, hopefully just a momentary emotion." said Mirza as she stepped towards the page where the silver sports car was located.

"Mrs didn't deliver, sir?"

"No, mbok. Still not healthy. Oya, please take care of the madam as long as I have no mbok"

"Good, Mister..."

Shortly after, the roar of the car engine filled the air that morning. His speed had blown away the dust along the road.

"Mbok, why sir? I heard a loud door. Did the ladies and gentlemen have a fight?"

"Hush.don't interfere. It's a matter of ladies and gentlemen. Household fights are common. It's the spice of love"

"I don't understand, why express love wear fight all..."

"Hadeuuh. If you want to know you have to get married first, Narti"

"Ah, mbok is all. No one wants to take it"

"That's Parmin. Looks like she likes you..."

"Ish.ga level"

"What is your level?"

"The rich, the handsome, and the good as the master"

"Dream of you, Nar...."

"Can't do anything anyway. Who knows in the Gusti Allah ijabah" said

"God...Nar, wong ngimpi ojo. So yen miko tibo ra luoro tenan"

"Ish.si mbok"

"Wish, rono. Your task is to complete. Ojo okeh dreams, Nar..."

"Iyo-iyo, mbok." said Narti one of the household assistants while struggling to leave Min mbok.

At the same time, a different place. At the MA Group office. Mirza is getting a call. Judging from what is depicted on the face, it is clear that the situation at hand is not something that can be played with.

"Follow on. Don't let it escape. We have to get Andrea"

"Good, Sir. But the situation became strange I think." said the God on the other end of the phone.

"A weirdo..? What do you mean?"

"This is the fourth place that Mr. Ryu stopped by. And the place always changes after Mr. Ryu gets the call"

"Maybe that's the way they've made it to remove traces. So that the meeting place is safe for them to go"

"But, sir...Why do I feel this is just a diversion"

"Diversion...?!" mirza said as if she realized something.

"Yes, Sir. I'm afraid the target is not money. But the others..."

Deg.

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Mirza. Thought wandering. He is trying to embroider all the possibilities that Andrea can do.

"How many of our team members did the reconnaissance?"

"More than half of our team. The rest are in the main house and the house of master Edward"

"Damn....! Has Danu not returned yet?!"

"On the way, sir...!"

"Ah, fuck...!!" mirza ended the phone call.

Elvano who saw Mirza's reaction was also tense. His eyes were incessantly looking at the large master's tree. Especially when Mirza was so hasty tidying up the files that were originally scattered on her desk.

"El, I have to go home. Andrea's target is Arumi"

"What...?! I'm coming.." said Elvano.

The two men who were said to be eleven and twelve good looks quickly left the room. There was a big worry clearly drawn on the faces of the two, especially Mirza. Mirza repeatedly snorted in annoyance while clenching her hands violently.

"If my guess is correct, then I won't hesitate to******* Andrea's life is up. You dirty woman. That's it..."

BUK...!!

A blow Mirza hit the wall. Mirza vented her anger.

Shortly thereafter, a silver sports car drove quickly down the road.