Marrying the Lord of the Boiled Dumpling
Mochi mom's favorite son.
The shorter man ran to hug Madam Dinar, like a kindergarten kid who just got home from school." Mamma... I miss you," he kissed a glimpse of Madame Dinar's cheek.
"really?" asked Madame Dinar, feeling hesitant because only a day did not meet.
"Hey, Mochi get away I miss Mom too" said Dylan who did not want to lose. They look like kind of kindergarten kids fighting over toys.
Gosh, it's not like a day of not seeing each other, how come they can be like that. I wonder how Madam Dinar took care of them and educated them until they got this close.
"She is Miss Bella, your sister's personal assistant, so be polite to her" explained Madame Dinar.
"Why ma, is Aunt Sinta going to retire and not work in this house anymore?" ask the Mochi man.
"Yes.. Didn't Sister Suga never have a personal assistant when she was at home, since there was already Aunt Sinta?" Tell Dylan why all of a sudden.
"No, it's not that. Aunt Sinta continues to work in this house, Bella specifically serves Suga if you do not feel sorry for Suga he has worked hard all this time, sacrificing his youth serve the company, he said, what's wrong with serving all Suga's needs at home."
"Well if that's the reason, but can we ask Miss Bella for help?"
"Hey, sister didn't you just hire Miss Bella to serve Sister Suga?"
"Okay my master will help you too if you need help call me," while smiling sweetly Bella is very fond of smiling.
"Aaaa, my mother has prepared dinner, let's go in," Madame Dinar led her two sons into the house. The maids helped carry Mr. Mochi's suits and briefcases as well as Mr. Dylan.
Jimin looked at Bella." Miss, come on in!" jimin orders him to realize that Bella is still quiet.
"Okay sir" he answered briefly as he followed behind, looking at the back of a mother and child who looked like a friend.
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Elsewhere, a man was at a bar. Accompanied by many beautiful women in her ill-gotten clothes showed her slender cleavage and waist. Sitting on Suga's lap.
Only a handful of women dared to approach the man, a cold man, his flat face and also his piercing eyes.
Spending the night with the women while sipping the wine just poured by the woman sitting on Suga's lap.
The woman was so sexy, look at her seductive red aunt and her bust full of women whispering in Suga's ear with her sensual voice." Will you marry," the woman kissed Suga's lips.
Suga pushed the woman's body to the point of falling into the corner of the sofa, a dress that showed ************"upon. Unable to conquer the heart of a Suga he has no interest at all.
Suga stood up and walked away from the place. Prak! the sound of an empty wine bottle being thrown on the floor felt like a failure tonight, and the nights before because Suga could not be conquered.
The bull-nosed girl, blue eyeballs and long blonde hair up to her back plus the body goals she had but not enough to make Suga bend his knees to her.
Suga walked towards the parking area riding his car, which was parked at the far end. The man was still conscious even though he had just drank wine to several bottles. Suga who is tolerant of alcohol he also often drinks whiskey when he feels his mind is chaotic.
Suga immediately stepped on the accelerator pedal to drive his car to his apartment. It takes only a few minutes to reach Suga's apartment in the heart of the city.
This time he went not with his personal secretary hobby that always followed him wherever he went. Hobbies are busy with other work that must be taken care of immediately.
The hobby of the man who had a height of 177 cm was to meet Suga in the apartment." Sir, I want to pick you up but you're home first." Hobby begins the conversation.
"When do we go back to Indonesia?" suga asked as she dropped her body on the sofa.
"Have rested you've worked hard today!" Tell the master.
The next day, in fact Suga was very lazy to go home what else to meet with his two sisters who like to bother him, Jimin and also Dylan.
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Two handsome men and bodyguards were walking at the international arrival gate of Soekarno Hatta Airport. Suga stepped with a haughty look in his eyes that exuded confidence and his flat facial expression coupled with all-black clothes. Mysterious looks.
Behind him was his private secretary, he was the only person who could survive near Suga almost twenty-four hours a day."Why is the woman here." Suga said in a flat voice when he saw Madame Dinar waiting at the arrival door, her face was so calm when he saw Suga.
On the right and left are his younger brothers Jimin and Dylan they are like bodyguards who are guarding their superiors.
Cih, why there are those humans as well, I only went a few months to why they exaggerate like that! rutuk Suga's.
Madam Dinar ran over to Suga hugging him very tightly, if seen from afar it might look like a couple who had been years apart, undergoing a long distance relationship.
"Mama misses you so much, boiled dumplings!" madam Dinar was still hugging her petrified son's body not returning her embrace.
"Let's!" suga shouted as Madam Dinar pinched her stomach in anxiety, with her son's demeanor.
"Didn't you miss your mom? Ha!" repeating pinching her donut belly.
"I'm tired ." Suga said then walked first to the car.
"Basin a bad boy!" mrs Dinar walked faster after Suga then pulled the collar of the jacket worn by Suga until it almost suffocated.
"Basin' bad boy! mama misses you so much. But you're so indifferent." her face began to blush and her eyes began to glaze over.
"I love you ma," finally the sacred word came out of Suga's mouth, as cold as Suga he did not want to see his mother cry.
Suga smiled sweetly showing his rows of white and neat teeth. Gummy smile that always makes Madame Dinar miss her son who is cold as ice.
After seeing her mother smile, Suga held her mother's hand towards the silent car without a sound, Madam Dinar according to walking beside Suga.
"What'sthis? He doesn't think we're sisters" Jimin said because Suga didn't say hello to them at all.
"Aaa, stop. It's like you don't know the polar bear. Miss Bella let's go home, you go home with us," asked Dylan because Madame Dinar had gone home first with Suga.
While Hobby takes care of Suga's belongings, returning home in a separate car.
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