The Brutal Young Master's Wedding
48. The responsibility?

Janes casually sipped a cup of coffee. Put it down and stretch the ladder. Taking a Relaxing attitude that looks Dashing. Although at his age that is no longer young, but the face is still handsome and looks cool.

"varo, get all the files ready that I'm ordering.

Tomorrow give it all to Jasson."

"Did Mr. Jasson have approved of his Master?"

Alvaro asked a little happy because he saw the look of Janes' face was slightly radiant.

"Jasson has agreed! However," Janes stopped with a slightly changed face Shout.

"Why Master?" Alvaro asked raised both eyebrows.

"He is not ready to lead. But no problem, he also has to learn more to lead the company" said Janes again smiling.

"I'm glad to hear that, sir, then I'm sorry that Lico's assistant will work together to prepare the file." Alvaro resigns.

The news of the defeat of Jasson's letter he told me, a little angry but all on the edge. There are many ways to get back at Kevin.

Especially now that the team is difficult to prepare behind there. Just waiting for the right time, the opponents would be forfeited in the blink of an eye.

"Morissa.." Call Monik who saw Morisa a little messy walking through that casual space."

"Yes, Mama." Walk closer a little tidying up the hair.

"Where are you from, baby? Why is it messy like this?"

"hihi," morisa was whiny and sat beside the Monik.

"So Morisa's way out but, just in the middle of the road morisa accidentally kicked the tin can of sampe hit on bald nutmeg!"

Monik doesn't understand!

"Gini ma, the bald nutmeg the bald-headed thug ma. I was chased by them!"

"so you? any issues? you okay, Sa? " Monika twisting morisa's body.

"Ma, if Morisa gets hurt there must be someone who is sick but morisa is healthy! Partially in the middle of the road Morisa almost hit by a car." stumbled to remember.

Plastered

The moniker hit Morisa's eel.

"What!! You have lost consciousness!!

Where there are people who almost got hit even smile smile."

Morisa rubbed his jidat.

"Ma, mom hasn't heard my story. Yesterday, the one who almost hit the moris was the Prince. Mama knows she's very handsome."

Moris smiled flushed in light of the incident a few hours ago.

"Don't love life, you're acting weird! Who's the guy who almost hit you. Mama will report the same papa. If you why napa Gimana?"

" Ma, that guy is super nice. Morisa is not a prince. Morisa who ran across the street without looking around. I ran because the bald thug kept chasing me!"

"Are you being sued by that guy? Were you handed over to that thug?"

Morisa hit the jidat herself.

"Morisa couldn't have said he was a good man if he was angry, or handed me over to the thug. Instead he apologized and took me away from that thug?"

"next? He's not like you, is he?"

"No ma, he's good. I got off at the stop at my will! He was just planning to take me to the Mansion. But I refused according to Mom's teaching. Can't bring an unknown person into the Mansion's grounds." Saying Gita as if practicing the Monic way of Speaking.

"You yeah!" The moniker wastes Morisa's ears.

"So your manners! Don't imitate your style of speech. That word has been so long. You remember it!"

"I may have forgotten Ma!" In High School, Morisa once invited friends to the mansion. Many people were friends with her just because of what Morisa had.

Monika who saw the attitude and behavior of Morisa's friends finally forbade Morisa to bring people to the mansion. Especially showing off his possessions. Since then Morisa moved schools.in the new school Morisa befriended people who were really sincere. Nor did the school know that Morisa was the son of Mr. Janes Lakeswara. Selsai went to Morisa High School and immediately continued his school in the neighboring state. Struggle and hard work reel of morisa efforts without using the name Lakeswara.

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" Where have you been?"

Gita who had just exited the bathroom with a towel on her head was very surprised to hear a voice from the direction of the sofa.

Gita turned her body towards the sofa.

"Dry!"

Gita walked slowly.

"Hurry up!"

Gita quickened her pace.

"Sit down!"

Gita sits beside Jasaon.

Uh, he's been like anything defended so.

"Why did you leave without my permission!"

Oh, my God, why would he know.

"You think I can't know what you're doing?"

Does he know I was sold by his own brother? Why should he be angry like this. He should have asked and was angry at Morisa.

"Why are you quiet!"

"I'm just looking for some fresh air around, my husband! I didn't do anything to get you in trouble!"

I better not make trouble first. Today you're Morisa's free, because I'm not sure Jasson will believe me.

"Search air? What time is it! The waiter told me, you went out in the morning and came home in the afternoon. Whatever you're doing!"

He really is a hassle!

"My husband I'm just walking. I'm sorry I didn't ask your permission!"

Gita looked at Jasson as if to say believe me!

"You better take a shower! You may be tired all day!" Gita gasped, while grabbing Jasson's tie to escape.

"What are you doing!"

Does he think that's weird? I just let go of the tie.

"Just let go of my Husband's tie, so you don't get angry!"

"Okeh, I've."

Gita stands.

"I'll get you a change of clothes! You can take a shower, I've prepared some warm water there."

Jasson stood closer to Gita.

"Why are you talking so much today, huh?"

Jasson pulls Gita's waist and brings her face closer to Gita's.

Gita silent a thousand languages.

" good! Don't rule me again! I don't like any word of command leading to me!"

Jasson passed by while holding a glimpse of his lips.

She was!

Uh, she always kisses me suddenly! I don't rule her I just do my duty as her wife.

Gita held a glimpse of her lips.

But, fortunately, he didn't ask me again about coming out earlier!

Gita walked into the clothes room.

Take clothes and put them on the bed. Gita walks towards Rias's desk. Open the towel and dry her hair there.

Gita walked out of the room. Down a very long staircase according to the Gita.

One more step he'll set foot downstairs, however. His eyes were fixed on Morisa who had already folded her hands on her chest.

What's he thinking? Why is he looking at me like that? Swallowed his saliva a little.

Morisa walked but strangely she was holding a knife.

Oh my god, that kid! Is he going to kill me?

The gita walked backwards.

Because of Morisa's very sharp gaze and was about to walk towards him, Gita was flushed run back up.

"Ha ha ha ha.." Morisa laughed looking at Gita who had already disappeared to the top.

Morisa continued to cut the fruit and ate it with a smile.

"He's scared because of this?

Oh, my God is so weak. Even he was able to fight against the man in the club earlier, why was it that with a small knife he was so scared? Very amusing. Ha ha Ha."

Morisa passed by to Monika's room.

The Gita opens the door and closes it tightly. Look out of the small hole in the door.

"Did he chase me! " Gita's breath was broken because of the run. Without him knowing Jasson was in a room down there.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Gita turned body.

"Aaaaah, what are you doing!!" Gita turned around again until the door was blown away.

Uh, sick. Embarrassing. It's been a shock to see Jasson who only uses boxers. Aaaa.

"Cabin!!" Jasaon Order.

"Are you ready to wear clothes?"

"Come here!!" Gita turned.

"You haven't.." point at Gita while staring at the boxer.

"Don't till I get there!"

The Gita quickly walked.

" What are you doing? Who's chasing you? "

" I may have seen it wrong!"

Gita said.

"What's wrong with seeing?"

"My husband, when are you wearing your clothes, it's so awkward to talk like this!" Gita said, switching the conversation.

Jasson frowned, why did Gita so often talk while commanding him.

Jasson pulled that slender waist.

Ah, this body. Why are you sticking it on me!

Gita seemed to hold back using both palms attached to Jasson's smooth chest.

"You dare now!"

What is brave? He who dares to hug me like this, he thinks I'm what?

Gita looked at Jasson's face that was getting down quickly Gita turned her face. But wrong, Jasson did not want the lips but.

Ah, why is he doing this, so amused, I want to scream!

Jasson dipped the smooth White duffel.

"What are you doing." Gita still feels uncomfortable until Gita can't resist ********* that comes out smoothly from those lips. While Jasson dyed the right and left alternately.

"Get your hands off!" Jasaon Order. Gita's hand clinging to her chest involved Jasson's work.

"What are you doing!" Gita was about to take her hug off Jasson.

"Do your duty!" Jasson throws Gita into the bed and puts her down slowly.

" You've been harassing me a lot, and today I want to take responsibility from you!"

What's he gonna do? Is he gonna do that now? What responsibility does he mean?

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To be continued

Until later Beste don't forget to leave a trace of her.