Stealing The Wife's First Kiss

"How about this?"

Two young people were hiding in the lactation room. They were squatting right under the window, realising that there were at least 2 people to avoid.

The men were wearing a black Bluetooth headset the same type as the group of people chasing them earlier.

Two suspicious people were standing in the direction at 03.00 and 10.00 o'clock. The two of them looked calm, but their eyes were alert as if examining each passing visitor's faces.

"Aruna, is your father.. maybe doing this?"

Damar a little hesitated to ask. This man knew about Alia's story, who hid her relationship from her family, especially from Lesmana, the father.

In his mind, Aruna's father might not want the same thing to happen again.

'Dad?'

Aruna tried to dig up memories and look for possible interpretations. Somehow, her predictions didn't point to Lesmana.

Her father had no good reason to go this far. Even though he knew her sister was dishonest, her father didn't send anyone to watch over her sister.

If Lesmana wanted to do so, why didn't he just ban Aruna last night?

The girl's feeling running towards someone, A man of immeasurable power.

It was reportedly that this man was nominated as the 5 most influential businessmen.

'What can't he do?'

'The Wenceslas's heir? Why is he playing around like this?'

Aruna was unable to control her bad thoughts. She pondered, looking for loopholes so as not to be dragged into despair.

"Never mind. No need to think about it. Now, the most important thing is how we can get away from them." Damar interrupted Aruna's reverie.

The man took the hat in his bag and put it on Aruna's head. This girl previously bent her hair several times and then tucked it in a hat, transformed like a man.

For a moment, she felt protected.

"Your clothes?! You have to change it." Damar instructed, building a strategy.

Aruna's jacket and clothes were, of course, recognisable. The girl swiftly folded her jacket and put it in the bag.

"Any other clothes?" Damar asked to make sure. The man also disguised his shirt.

He hurriedly put on the hoodie jacket hidden in his bag. He then tucked his head in the jacket's hood.

"Do I need to change clothes?" Aruna was still not sure. She was just holding onto her clothes. Her cheeks flushed at the same time as the young man's face who was being consulted.

Damar spun around, making sure he wouldn't see. Aruna then changed clothes behind his back.

There was a heart skipping cheerfully inside a frozen body like a stone. Damar asked his chest to stop rumbling, holding an unpredictable imagination.

'Stop there, or I'll curse myself.' Damar muttered in his heart.

Every time Damar asked his imagination to shut up, instead, they laughed and ran in all directions.

Finally, reality gently touched his back, then whispered.

"Damar, I'm finished."

The girl's whisper transformed into 'Damar, stop the laughter in your brain!'

Damar gathered his focus back, peeking at the train that was getting ready.

"Aruna, watch that door." The girl seriously looked, fulfilling Damar's request.

"Make sure you can walk there casually. No need to hurry. The most important thing is to hide your face." Aruna nodded at Damar's intrusion.

It was a determination to get rid of Mahendra, who smirked at her. His arrogant visualization depicted over her mind.

"Once inside, sneak into the bathroom. I think the stalkers will examine the faces of the person sitting in the passenger seat one by one. Stay there until I knock on the door." Damar's smile ended his instructions.

He just realised that the girl beside him was listening seriously. That innocent face moved Damar's hand to straighten Aruna's hat again.

"Okay, you're ready." Aruna nodded once again.

She then stepped her feet with confidence.

'You'll see, Hendra. You won't be able to interfere with my life'

***

"Aruna, are you in?" A soft beat coincided with a familiar voice.

'Damar ??'

Aruna immediately opened the door. She then melted into Damar' arms, taking a sip of the man's perfume.

"Ah... It smells so bad inside."

There was a sense of protection present to greet Aruna.

"Calm down." Damar greeted Aruna. The man stroked Aruna's hair that sank into his chest.

Aruna quickly moved away, realizing something was not worth doing.

"Come on!!"

Damar's request had turned into a commando. They cautiously walked and ended up in the pantry.

They then ordered hot chocolate while devouring the fragrant cake that had neglected since morning.

Not having had time to finish, several people walked past Damar and Aruna. A group of men with marks on the ears. It seemed they weren't aware of the target's existence.

After confirming, the men stayed away. Damar and Aruna simultaneously got up and walked opposite the stalkers, finding a small room to hide.

They were in a typical rectangular pillow shed of the train.

The two of them sank down with the pillows, sitting on the floor while laughing at what happened this morning.

It was ridiculous.

'As ridiculous as the culprit.' Aruna thought.

Somehow, It was fun to trick those guys.

***

"Sir, the targets are not found." The voice from the Wenceslas's sole heir's phone.

"Stop all your activities! I revoke my order."

The blue-eyed man was silent for a few moments, observing a woman's photos who was secretly photographed.

It was a rare view on the Young Master's phone screen. The little girl in her ponytail.