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His heart rumbled to fill the chest cavity. Little by little his face was getting closer to Silvi. He had never imagined it would be this close to the girl he already considered to be his own sister.

Forgive brother, I did this for your safety! I can't possibly let the servants or guards give you artificial breath!

Reza opened Silvi's mouth, another centimeter of her lips would reach her destination.

Well, how's this? This was all beyond my expectations! I just want to make Brother Reza anxious! But why am I even going to have a hot scene with him!

Silvi's heart was beating unbecoming. He doesn't know what to do now. Silvi deliberately acted like a person drowning in a swimming pool. He just wanted to know Reza was completely indifferent to him or not.

Uhuk..

Silvi acted coughing like a drowning man who had just come to his senses. Reza immediately let go of her hands which held onto Silvi's face and raised her up high.

"Cock you're conscious?" reza asked puzzledly and still raised both of his hands up.

The guards turned their bodies around, staring at Reza and Silvi alternately.

"This is the towel, sir!" a servant who ran over approached.

"Give it to Silvi! Take a towel for a long time! Both of your legs are still complete, walk quickly if you need to run! It's free to get paid, if it works like Gery!" exclaim Reza upset.

"Gery?" silvi Gumam.

The waiter simply fell silent, then stared at the super majestic and spacious building they called the mansion. All the servants in this mansion must have known that Silvi was only using her own items. So it is common to take a towel for Silvi takes a short time. The distance from the pool area to Silvi's room was not close. The waiter gave the towel he brought to Silvi with a lethargic face. Tired of going back and forth to get a towel still got a scolding from Reza. Same with Gery.

"Kok you're conscious, Silvi?" Reza repeated the question.

"Sister's eyes are healthy, right?" exciting Silvi.

"That's not what I mean, I haven't been.artificial breathing!" reza replied while scratching his non-itchy head.

Bug, though,

"Now, artificial breath!" silvi exclaimed after giving a raw bogem in Reza's stomach.

Reza stroked his stomach for a moment, Silvi's punch was certainly nothing for Reza who was used to fighting.

"You're fucked! Sorry brother, I accidentally gave you a punch earlier! I just can't stand being close to big brother like that! I don't want our first kiss to go unromantic!" silvi Gumam.

Before getting into the elevator, he remembered something. Silvi meets Dave's private tutor who is still faithfully waiting in the front living room. He gave an excuse if he had just drowned and told the teacher to leave. Not to forget Silvi gave soft money, so that the teacher gave a report to Dave if Silvi had learned well. Only then did he go to his room to change clothes.

While Reza, he sees a servant with a suspicious attitude. Reza felt he had never seen the waiter before.

"Master," said Joe, who happened to be on patrol.

"Wait, Joe! Come here for a minute!" exciting Reza.

Then Joe approached Reza with a slightly limp leg. Now that he was no longer using the stick, his legs improved.

"Can I help you, sir?" ask Joe.

"It seems like I've never seen the maid before" said Reza, with her lips turned toward the servant who was seen lying behind one of the second-floor windows of the mansion.

"He's a new servant, sir! Today was her first day working in this mansion, she was accepted for being recommended by Ily!" answer Joe.

"Dave was really careless, accepting the waiter just like that!" reza was upset.

"He only replaced the servant who was taking a leave, maybe about a month master!" answer Joe.

"Although only temporarily, but Dave should not carelessly accept the waiter. Anyway you keep an eye on him!" reza's orders.

"Good, master!" answer Joe.

Reza left the pool area feeling upset. The problem with Silvi had not finished making his heart burdened, now increased a new problem that made his mind burdened.

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Aryn set foot down the stairs enthusiastically. A very long journey did not make his spirit fade. During this 17-hour flight he passed by selfie in Dave's Dassault Falcon 900LX. It was the second time he had flown on this plane, but he had not missed a single moment to be photographed. Because when he picked up Dave on this jet, he didn't have a cell phone. If he's out of style, then he'll eat, sleep, or disturb Dave.

Dave walked slowly behind Aryn. It looks fresher. He slept for several hours on the plane and at the hotel in transit. During the trip Dave just sat in his chair, sometimes sleeping, sometimes reading magazines, sometimes also help Aryn to hold his phone while selfie ria.

"Shortly, Dave! We'll take a selfie!" aryn yelled at the camera of her phone and grabbed Dave's arm.

"That's enough, baby! Shame," Dave protested.

Aryn pursed her lips and walked side by side with Dave. A plain-clothed man was waiting for their arrival with a large board bearing the inscription Mr. Dave. His face was covered with the board he was carrying.

"Who's the guy with the sign that says your name?" ask Aryn.

"Ken's man, man" Dave answered briefly.

They both approached the man.

"Ehem," said Dave.

"Good morning, Mr. Dave," said the English-speaking man.

"French?" dave was surprised.

Dave is shocked to see Frans, the driver and guide who once drove him to meet Aryn at Uti's house.

"I guess you forgot about me, so I made this signboard!" sahut Frans with his trademark smile.

"As far as you! I don't think Ken likes your services very much!" say Dave.

"I've been working with Mr. Ken for a long time, every time Mr. Ken has served in my country, I'm sure to use my services!" answer Frans.

"In the Maldives too?" ask Dave.

"No, sir! Now that I'm here, it's because Mr. Ken gave me a special assignment and a bonus!" frans answered, showing his teeth.

Dave responded with a nod. Ken must have considered everything. Until he hired Frans.

"Good morning, Miss Aryn!" greet Frans friendly.

"Morning! If I am the same, use Indonesian only! Well, if the same bule was just using English! You are also Indonesian, right?" aryn said as she glanced at Dave.

"Alright, miss! Well, it's nice to meet you, I'm a native of Indonesia!" answer Frans.

"What are you two talking about?" dave was confused.

"Don't tell this bule!" aryn told Frans.

"Aryn, don't be weird! Who's bule?" david was getting upset.

"Bule is one of the names of artists in Indonesia, baby!" aryn replied.

Dave nodded, then took Aryn's hand. The two of them walked side by side towards the white Range Rover with Frans tailing behind. The car went smoothly out of the airport.

"Master and Miss Winata, now I'll take you to the villa" Frans said as their car pulled up on the coast. On the coast there is a waterbase.

A small plane and a man were seen waiting for their arrival. The plane looks the same as the plane in general. Aryn observed the plane with a look of care. Dave finally explained that the plane was a sea plane, aka a seaplane, used in the ocean. Frans directs them to pass a small bridge that leads them to the sea plane, then the three of them ride the sea plane earlier. Dave had his sunglasses on, and so did Aryn.

"Lord and Miss, this trip will take a long time" said Frans, who now sits in the back seat of Aryn and Dave.

Aryn shifted her seat several times to get the right selfie spot. Dave only shook his head when he saw Aryn's behavior. He also resigned when forced Aryn to pose.

"I can't wait to see the villa you've prepared!" lirih Aryn glanced at Dave.

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Uwuuuu, about how the continuation of the togetherness of Aryn and Dave huh?

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