The Brutal Young Master's Wedding
13. Fear of Half-Dead

Jesus Christ he's still asleep?

Gita came in and closed the door slowly.

The clock is 06.30.

Why is he still sleeping, isn't he going to work? The gita walked closer towards the glass curtain. He took her to the left and right. The morning sun went straight into the room.

Oh, my God, why didn't he wake up. Even the light hit his face.

Isn't that choking?

Gita walked over to anyone who knew Jasson slept with a lot of dreams so he was too deep and forgot the time.

"Master. Bagun, it's morning. Don't you go to work?" Gita was still standing next to the bed staring at Jasson's face comfortably sleeping on the bed.

"Sir.." call gita again.

"Sir don't you work." Gita started to raise the volume of her voice.

"Sir.." Jasson started moving.

"Dead, he's awake. Is he gonna get angry at this sleep-built?"

Jasson only moved a little after that he slept quietly.

"Gosh my god."

"Sir. bagun.. it's morning.." Gita drew closer to her voice so Jasson could hear.

"Crazy!!!" Jasson covered his ears. Gita immediately took a position a little away lest Jasson push her.

"Do you want to die? Or you're tired of living!!" Jasson flicked his blanket and stood closer to Gita.

"Yes, God. Congratulations to the tiger who pulled out this fang."

The gita walked backwards.

"Why are you screaming in my ear huh? Don't you see I'm still asleep? Why hook!!! You always disturbed my calm. You want to die now!!" Jasson continued to step closer towards the Gita.

The gita who walked backwards who occasionally glanced back now accidentally hit the hand of the sofa behind her and fell into the sofa.

Now our feet are hanging in the hands of the sofa and his body is lying on the soft sofa. Just now he was about to pull his leg but Jasson was already in the hunt locking the leg with his hand.

"Where are you running?

Are you ready to die today?"

Gita shook her head. In the heart of all the words he put out to calm down.

"Hey, Mad Woman.." Jasson put his ladder right around Gita's neck.

Wake up, Mr. Jasson. What demons possess you? Jasson started to squeal that neck strongly.

"Tu let go of me. Sa I beg you." Gita really locked Jasson's hands very strongly gripped his feet and the right hand was strangling the small neck of Gita until gita trouble talking.

"Lord be aware. Don't be like this."

"I'm sober. Didn't you see? My eyes even seemed radiant watching the show in the morning!"

"Aaaaa, ak ak. Mr. tu." Gita smacked the hand that was strangling her neck and tried her hardest against the grip on that leg.

Bruckkk... Because of the harshness of Gita thrashed him until he was thrown from the sofa to the floor.

"Mean the energy of your little body!"

Jasson stepped on his feet as he approached Gita, who fell on the floor.

Gita dragged her body away.

"Master please. Forgive me. I'm just intending to build you up because it's 7 now." Gita's lyrics on her wrist.

"Is there a rule you woke me up? Who the hell are you?"

"I'm just afraid if you're late." Then I will be the one to hit it too.

"Did you forget who I was? Whenever and at what time I want to leave, it's up to me!!"

The Gita continued to slump away, whereas Jasson had started to get close to creepy steps and gazes.

Gita stood up. And was about to run towards the door that was two steps away from the position he was standing in.

But Jasson's hand first pulled that hand.

"Where are you going!!"

"Sir please forgive me." Gita looked at that face with great sadness.

Jasson began to raise his ladder about Gita's neck.

Not to mention he strengthened his grip.

Tok tok tok tok

The sound of the door instantly foiled his action.

Gita looked at Jasson.

"Why look at me? Open that door!!"

Gita felt very relieved.

" Good morning, Madam. The big master will have breakfast at the mansion."

"good. Thanks."

Soon the male servant bowed and passed away.

It is common for Janes to eat at the mansion, which means there will be a meal with the family.

Gita closed the door and turned her body slowly.

"Uh, it's a good thing he's gone." Gita stepped her feet towards the clothing room. He grabbed a work suit for Jasson then put it on the bed and passed out of the room.

Is he crazy. He almost killed me. It's a good thing that the waiter came if not, I don't know what will happen.

Gita helps the waiters prepare food on the table. There has not been a look Janes figure may be settled again thought Gita.

After preparing the food Gita was about to walk towards the Monik room but the move came to a halt when the waiter called her.

"Madam, you sought out the young master in his room." The male servant was bowed waiting for the Gita's response.

What's he looking for me for? Jesus, does he want to continue his killing spree?

"Mistress," he said again.

"Thank you!" Gita immediately went to the room.

Tok to tok.

"This is me Sir."

What's he doing! why aren't you wearing her clothes yet? Why would he put on that towel and let me in?

The chest of Jasson's smooth field looks stocky and like a loaf of bread.

Gita immediately lowered her head lest the eyes explore each side of Jasson's body.

"Replace my clothes!" He said while looking at the office style clothes on the bed.

Gita immediately raised her face quickly.

Whahuh? Change clothes? He Crazy?

"Why. Do you want to be giggled again! Get me new clothes!! I'm not working today!" Instantly Gita felt relief in her chest.

Gita immediately picked up the clothes on the mattress and immediately entered the clothing room.

Gita walked over to Jasson.

"Take the clothes off long!" Jasson grabbed the clothes and went into the bathroom.

"Uh, thankfully I thought I was...

Ah, my mind is really crazy!"

Gita pressed the temples while closing her eyes.

They are currently gathered in the dining room. There was Monica sitting beside Janes. For the past two weeks, Monika has been eating together in the room.

Gita deftly filled every empty plate in front of each person sitting there.

They ate in silence there was only a loud sound from the spoon clashing with the plate.and the occasional 'aaaa' sound as Janes fed the Monik.

Jasson was just acting normal and so was Gita.

"Jas, you're not working today?" Janes said, then he sipped a glass of milk. He had just noticed Jasson's clothes wearing house clothes.

"Yes, Pa today Jasson's on vacation." Said Jasson while wiping his mouth using a handkerchief on his lap.

Just think he slept well. Inner Gita while putting the last mouthful into her mouth.

"If Papa works first ma." Janes kissed his wife's forehead. The moniker also doesn't forget to kiss the back of Jasson's hand. It was witnessed by both the eyes of Gita and Jasson.

If only the household I run is that harmonious.

"Jasson, Gita, papa go to work first." Janes smiled and walked away from the table. Gita nodded her head with a smile while Jasson only gave a brief nod.

"Gita…"

"Yes ma." Gita.

He now had the courage to say mama in front of Jasson. There's no problem for Jasson as long as you don't call her mama when they're both.

"Mama's antar to the top floor mama wants a reading room."

Gita looked at Jasson, but there was no response from Jasson.

"Gita.."

"Yes ma," said Gita as she ran towards the Monik sitting position opposite her.

Gita pushed the wheelchair slowly.

Jasson stared at Gita's back which was getting further away. Without waiting for the back to be invisible He first moved towards his room.

Gita and Monik enter life towards the upper floor precisely on the 3rd floor.

Up there were several servants who cleaned the floor every room there was also cleaned so that there was no sticky dust.

If that happens, be ready to welcome the new waiter.

"Well, what book do you want to read?"

"Mom see first, baby."

The reading room was already like a library in this mansion. If there's a library why would Jasson make a library in his room?

"Welcome sir to our country. Welcome back to this Mansion" said the butler and followed the respectful manner of every servant who lined up to greet the Young Master.

"Thank you" said the baritone voice entering the mansion valiantly.

"Kevin's mom's son..." The middle-aged lung woman with her spirit ran over and directly hugged her son's burly body.

"I miss my mom."

"Uuu, mama also misses this handsome mama's son. Look you're already so big. And it looks very grown up." The woman held the child's cheeks on her tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek.

"It's impossible for Kevin to grow up small." He said back to position his body that had been slightly bent.

"Mama misses you so much. It's been almost six years that you left mom. How you feeling?"

"Surely Kevin misses mom very, very much." He said he hugged his mother's back using his right hand while stepping his leg.

"Mrs!" The female servant slightly shouted.

"Jeez Bi! You fucked me!"

End of daydreaming while walking. How about impression?

"Mrs come with me!"

"Where's Bi?"

"Come Mistress. You'll know later."

The Gita is now in a room.

"What are we doing here?"

"Mrs wait, they'll be there soon."

"Who's Bi?"

Not to mention the waiter replied. That door is open.

There were 3 women holding suitcases and bags.

"Bi them..."

"She's their mistress from the beauty salon. They'll dress up the mistress."

"Why am I in Bi's dandan?"

"This is an order from the young master of the Madam.."

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To be continued

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