The Brutal Young Master's Wedding
22. Is Jasson Crooked?

The bathroom door sounded blown turns out Gita had finished bathing. He stared at the main room of the room there was no Jasson he walked towards the clothes room over there. He didn't know if Jasson was settling on Gita's back, who walked into the wardrobe using that knee-length towel.

"Is he crazy. Why did he walk around casually using that towel. Does he not see me here?"

Jasson watched Gita from top to bottom until Gita's body was invisible because the door of the clothing room was closed.

Gita came out in her sleeping pajamas. Occasionally rub the hair with a towel. His eyes immediately rounded when he saw Jasson staring at him sharply.

Was he there? Wh why? What did he see, why was his gaze so strange?

Gita tried not to look at her and walked towards the dressing room.

Jasson kept staring. Until Gita sat in front of the mirror. Gita started drying her hair but she was eager to glance aside what Jasson still was .

stared at him.

Gita was immediately bowed and immediately passed in an invisible direction from Jasson's room.

Yet...

"Cabin!!" Jasson was a little screaming.

What did he call me for?

"Yes, sir, do you need anything?"

Jasson smiling. That made Gita go crazy. Right he's scared shitless.

What is it, she smiled?

"I'm thirsty.." He said while rubbing his bark.

Gita frowned.

"Ah, it's good my master will get it." Gita soon beelalu. Jasson must have wanted green tea.

As fast as lightning he brought the tea.

"It's Mr.." Gita put the tea on Jasson's table.

"Why this? Did I ask for green tea?" Jasson looked at Gita.

"Em, don't you usually drink this?"

"Replace. I want to drink ice." Gita nodded and walked out of the room.

"Good God I forgot. What's he gonna drink?"

Gita went back to the room.

"What kind of ice do you want to drink?"

"Es oranges look good?..."

"All right, I'll get it." Jasson had not yet resumed his words Gita had left the room.

"It's your drink master." Gita said a little snos.

"My mood's not good. Isn't drinking ice not good at night? I want a cofe." Jasson said again.

"Master.. Are you pranking me?" Spontaneous Gita bertonnya when he was about to talk in the heart. Gita quickly shut her mouth.

"Eum, no. I'm not pranking you. It's just a punishment for you." Jasson said as he stood up.

A penalty? Is it because I came home late?

"I'll get you a cofe for Mister." Gita said as Jasson drew near to her. Soon Gita Beelari left the room.

Jasson could only smile at the sight. But he immediately regained his senses and sat back in his chair.

Look at the map Lico gave earlier.

Kevin was staring strangely at the map. Slightly clenched his stairs but soon redah when heard Gita steps closer.

"Master this is your cofe." Gita put the cofe on the table.

"Next time do not repeat the mistake! Don't make me angry. You know I'm even meaner than you think!!" Jasson said as he opened his laptop.

It was strange when before Jasson's nature was ordinary but after reading the map he became judes again..

What exactly is the contents of the map? Whose identity is there??

"Good Sir. Thanks.." Gita immediately went out of the room she planned to go to the music room. But halfway through, his steps came to a halt when he saw the moniker that had just exited the room.

"Mama. Where's mama going?" Said Gita blocking the path of Monik along with the waiter who holds a wheelchair.

"Mom's going to the terrace for a minute."

"Udah malam ma. Why there? It's cold."

"Just for a second, Mama can't sleep."

"Em, Gita is with ya ma?"

The moniker just agreed.

"Bi, let me take you. Aunty can go." Gita smiled as she picked up the expert pushing the wheelchair up to the beat. Right next to the mension there are bright lamapu lined up there very beautiful.

"Gita.."

"Yes ma." The Gita walked forward to the monik and crouched down in front of that leg. On the terrace there is only Monik and also Gita. The waiter who was there had already left because of Monika's orders.

"Mama has heard a lot from the mansion's servants... Your relationship with Jasson isn't good, is it?"

Gita frowned, why did Monik suddenly ask this?

"Gita's relationship with Jasson is good." Gita said with a gentle smile.

Gita. He can't lie anymore.

"Where are you from Gita?" Ask Monik.

Gita widens her eyes.

"Aaah, that was Gita from Gita's parents' tomb ma." Gita was honest.

"Why come home wounded. Look at your hand!"

"So I accidentally met a thug in the street ma......."

Gita told Monika everything she experienced.

"Why don't you, right?" It was obvious that the face of panic was moniked after hearing the expression of Gita.

"No ma. Gita's fine."

"Gita can Mama ask for your help?"

When Monik calmed down he continued talking again.

"Of course ma. Gita will help mom."

"Are you sure?" Say Monik again.

Gita just smiled widely and scratched.

"Mama wants you to conquer Jasson's heart. Mama knows very well how Jasson is, he's never been interested in women, and I think your relationship could be like this maybe because of that"

Where could he be. He just has a lover? Mom said she knew everything,

but Jasson's lover obviously just came to see her he didn't know.

"Gita.." The moniker holds Gita's hand.

"Emm, um"

"You know you don't love Jasson either, do you? Someone who already has a bond. It must grow love so that the marriage can last. If there's no love mama's afraid there's going to be things she doesn't want."

"Ma, to be honest when I was near Jasson I was so scared. How do I conquer it? Gita can't ma."

" Mom doesn't like answers like this! You haven't tried it yet but you've given up."

You don't know how this heart always overflows when it's nearby. I'd rather die than conquer it. It is the same as I give my life to be tekram in light.

"Gita why are you silent?"

"Didn't anyone want you to tell me anymore?" Gita tried to divert the conversation.

"Gita you haven't answered mama. Didn't you just say you were gonna help mama?"

Gita thought again.

"But how ma. Touching just a little bit I will definitely be angered."

"really? Was Jasson that mean to you?" Tanya Monik can't believe she thought Jasson had just been quiet all this time and didn't care much.

"Mama will punish him now!!" The moniker shows the face of emotion.

"Don't ma don't." Gita held that hand.

"He was really rude. Where might be holding her a little mad so what have you guys been doing all this time?

Now Mama want to ask what all this time you guys have never...?

Gita understood where this conversation was headed she immediately shook her head.

"Summer.gita. Don't tell me you slept apart!" Gita cackling.

"God, my mom has finished thinking about your behavior. How could it possibly be? Jasson is really crooked. Is he not interested in your beautiful body?"

Gita shakes.

The monik again sighed.

"Here you go, take mom to the room. Mama's head arrived dizzy." The moniker pressed his head slowly.

Gita carefully pushed the wheelchair into Monika's room.

With the help of the Gita Monik rested his body on the big mattress.

"When you rest, Gita goes back to the room."

The Gita was about to turn around but the Monik held the hand.

"Please promise mama. You must conquer Jasson's heart. You have to prove that Jasson is either a man or not." Monic Vocabulary.

"Male or not? Mean mama?"

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To be continued

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