Forced to Marry Mr. Tajir
Surprise to Frans

"Why so?" arsilla asked, he grabbed the apple on the table and bit it.

"Here, I'm looking at the pictures of the house. Everything's great. The plan is also me and Bagas want to move house, father has also given us permission," replied Rania with enthusiasm to tell.

"What's? Moving home?" Arsilla looked surprised and in disbelief.

"Yes. What's the matter, brother?" Rania looked at Arsilla questioningly.

"Nope-no. I-I mean why the sudden?" answer Arsilla.

"That's Bagas' plan, brother. I as his wife go wherever he takes me away."

"Oh. Which new home is the address?" arsilla asked curiously.

Rania shakes. "Don't know yet. It doesn't seem to be, though. You see Bagas has not told me either," replied Rania honestly.

"If you can, don't forget to tell me, yes!" pinta Arsilla is hopeful.

"Ready, sister-in-law!" reply Rania with style like respect.

"May I also see the pictures of his house? Who knows which advice would be good."

"Can." Rania sat closer to Arsilla to look at the picture in the magazine together.

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"I've found the house as you request, sir!" secretary Frans told Bagas, now they are in a cafe.

"Have you contacted the owner?" tanya Bagas while reaching for the glass containing the coffee of his order.

Secretary Frans clucked. "That's it, sir. I contacted him yesterday afternoon when I was in front of the house. However, I instead talked to a paid woman who was ready to serve someone with

satisfied." His face looks annoyed when talking about yesterday.

Bagas immediately spouted coffee that he was shaving, and right about the face of his secretary after hearing the words of secretary Frans.

"You mean?" tanya Bagas does not seem to understand.

Secretary Frans pecked, his face covered in coffee liquid due to bursts from his master.

"I'm sorry!" Bagas immediately asked for a tissue from one of the servants there. As soon as the waiter returned to hand over the tissue, he hid his laughter when he saw the secretary Frans' face.

"Give it to her!" tell Bagas to the waiter.

Secretary Frans immediately received the tissue and quickly cleaned his face using the tissue until it was completely clean, snug, and glowing. The waiter was fascinated to see the good looks of Frans' secretary before he was finally kicked out of his place at that time.

"You haven't answered my question, Frans! Tell me how did that happen?" tanya Bagas could not wait to listen.

"Yesterday I called the number listed there, but unfortunately I typed the wrong end of that number which should be six eight to six nine. So, sir!" secretary Frans.

"And you stray into a hired woman and be ready to serve you? Haha, why don't you just take the offer? Pretty, tuh!" god Bagas to his secretary.

"Absolutely, just for you, sir!" pekik secretary Frans. Let alone to serve the woman, just hearing her voice he was already shuddering in disgust.

"Haha.relax, Frans! Don't forget to save the contact, who knows someday you need! Haha.." Bagas tekekeh saw the increasingly upset look on his secretary's face.

Secretary Frans chose silence instead of listening to the babble of his master who continued to insinuate him. He also pursed his lips because this master looked so annoying. Occasionally he sipped the same ordered coffee with Bagas.

"So what, Frans? Have you contacted the owner of the house?" ask Bagas, this time it's serious.

"Not yet."

"Why? Afraid of the paid lady picking up the phone?" Bagas laughed again, but soon he stopped to discuss the matter of his new home seriously.

"You're the only one who's been holding him, sir! I just send the contact," said secretary Frans immediately reached into the cell phone in his pocket. "Already, sir!" he said again after being seen finished sending the homeowner's contact that Bagas would buy, and the incoming message notification immediately vibrated on Bagas' phone.

"Huh..what's the point of you? If you call someone, I'll have to intervene myself!" gerutu Bagas, he did not check his phone that had received a notification from his secretary.

Secretary Frans bit his lips hard, to hold back a smile that was somehow wrong?

***

"What's wrong? Why are you so angry?" tanya Rania walked over to her husband who was still standing in front of the sofa.

"Frans, damn it!" meaning, his face looks more annoyed than the expression on his secretary's face this afternoon.

"Why him?" Rania invites her husband to sit on the sofa, and tell her what really happened.

"I told him to find a house. He's found a house at my request."

"Then? Why are you even mad at him?" Rania is confused.

"He called the owner of the house, but he entered the wrong end of the number. Then he got it wrong and what he called was a paid woman who could satisfy a man."

"Then?"

"He's gone crazy. Gave me the same number as the one he called. And just now, I went through the same thing with Frans. Be offered a big satisfaction, damn it! Don't know what? My wife is more satisfying than she is!" Bagas continued to grumble, and he instead compared his wife to the paid woman.

"Well, why take me?" rania's protest was not accepted.

"Just blame it, Frans, the somplak secretary! He can fool his own master!"

Hearing that, Rania so imagined the face of secretary Frans was in front of her.

"So I want to punch Frans in the face, huh! How's dong?" said Rania cravings strange again, and secretary Frans who will be the victim of the next cravings.

"We'll do it together, baby! We tonjok tuh Frans face with all our might. Using the mainstay of...who is it? Ah, anyone can. The important thing is just the mainstay," said Bagas by competing to become a boxer, transformed again into a bruce lee. "Wacaws."

***

In the morning, Rania went to the Briliant Group building with Bagas. Deliberately, did not ask the secretary Frans who used to pick him up with a driver, to give a surprise that would be a valuable impression in the life of a secretary Frans.

"Good morning, Frans!" sapa Bagas and Rania, who were sitting on the sofa, stood up when Frans' secretary entered Bagas' private room after a few minutes, and asked to come there.

"Good morning, sir, miss!" reply Frans secretary with a strange face, not usually his master greeted him with such beautiful sentences, plus his nona who participated.

"Come, Frans!" pinta Bagas flicked her finger at Frans' secretary who was still standing in the doorway. He immediately closed the door of the room and walked closer to the master and the nonanya.

"Stand in front of my wife at a distance of about half a meter, Frans! And close both your eyes!" his word, made Frans' secretary even more confused.

"Wait, sir! What's up?" secretary Frans asked, it looks like something isn't wearing this.

"Once you have, just do it! My wife will give you a wonderful surprise."

Secretary Frans glanced at Rania's two hidden hands back, as if she was really going to get a surprise.

"Well, sir." Frans' secretary complied with his master's orders. He never disputes.

As soon as Secretary Frans had closed his eyes. Rania turned to her husband, and got a hard-coded nod to immediately deliver the surprise. Rania immediately stroked her fist, and cast a "hah" spell on her fist. Before Frans' secretary opens her eyes again, she must immediately give the surprise, and.

Buuggh..

A precise punch hit the target. The offender smiled with satisfaction. The victim opened her eyes perfectly, with her mouth open. It's worse than he expected. A surprise so shocking. He was really surprised, this early had already gotten bad luck. Fate oh fate. Patience, patience people wide. It wasn't Rania's wish, it was the baby. Yes, the baby. Salahin just keep that in the stomach.

Bagas is the suspect. Apparently he is the mastermind of this concoction. It was he who had made Rania drift in his frustration. He must be in law and in the trap of layered. Ah, I don't know.

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