Forced to Marry Mr. Tajir
Moroccan-North Pole Orange Ice

That very night, Bagas immediately asked Frans' secretary to arrange all departures to Morocco and then the North Pole. Using a private plane does not seem to take a very long time.

The next morning, the driver who picked up Secretary Frans came to his host's house to drive him to the airport. He also brought Nadira to Bagas house at his request as well to accompany Rania as long as he fulfilled her strange request.

The trip from Indonesia precisely from Jakarta to Morocco takes about a dozen hours, just to pick the fruit from the garden of people who do not necessarily know where the garden is located. And he had to go to the North Pole which would make him cold to be there. This will all Bagas do for the sake of his prospective children so as not to menggeces. Whoa, terrific.

After Bagas left with Frans' secretary who would accompany him, Nadira immediately brought Rania who was still staring at the back of the car that had disappeared from view, invite him into the house. The brother clasped his sister's shoulder until he sat on the living room sofa.

Nadira looked at his sister in astonishment and confusion.

"Rania, next time if you want to not make your husband hassles like that! The risk is like now, you have to stay for the next few days," said Nadira was not out of thought with his sister.

"Yes, Nad's brother. Pardon me! Brother Nad told mom too?"

Nadira shakes. "Where maybe you tell mom, there are mothers who will worry excessively if you know Bagas went as far as ity for a few days just to meet your unreasonable cravings!" Nadira.

"Thank you, Nad. But Rania doesn't know either, this isn't Rania's wish. Rania hope Nad understands!" Rania sat closer and hugged her sister.

Without saying anything more, Nadira returned the embrace of her sister by stroking her hair. Nadira is not out of thought, why can his sister be this pampered now? In addition to worrying about his sister-in-law, Bagas, Nadira was also more worried about Frans' secretary. What if something happened to Frans' secretary, her future husband. Waita minute! Husband-to-be? Nadira also has ngarep. Haha.

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A few days later, Rania was sitting alone in the garden behind her house. Because Nadira had been saying goodbye to go briefly to the supermarket because there was something he had to buy.

Rania looked at the glass filled with white water that was on the table before her at this moment. He felt very guilty about his request a few days ago, which made Bagas must really struggle to get oranges from Morocco and ice from the North Pole to be made into orange ice. He shouldn't have asked for that.

True to what his brother said, the risk he bears is to stay for a few days. Moreover, Bagas and Frans' secretary did not give him any news at all. It made her feel more worried and guilty. Right now Rania is immersed in daydreams and thoughts that make her messed up.

As he was drowning in his daydream, suddenly a man familiar to him came up to him with a tray of orange ice. Of course you can guess who he is? He's Bagas Ardinata Kusuma.

Bagas eventually returned with orange ice he had picked himself from a farm in Morocco and ice he had taken himself from the North Pole. Don't ask her if she's carrying the ice so it doesn't melt. Because there are certain tools that Bagas bought when he was in Maruko. Bagas returned home, but he found neither his wife nor his brother-in-law.

The waiter who told Bagas that Rania was contemplating in the garden behind the house, at that time Bagas immediately made orange ice at the request of the wife.

As soon as Rania saw the man in front of her who was carrying the tray of orange ice, she was dumbstruck and could not believe that Bagas had returned. Instead of immediately embracing it for happiness because Bagas had returned, Rania instead fell silent, silent, and stared at Bagas with a long time.

"Es oranges at your request have come, baby! The oranges I picked up from the garden in Morocco and the ice I took from the North Pole, all I did for you, dear Rania!" Bagas put the tray on the table.

When hearing the struggle Bagas, at that time Rania scattered and immediately embraced the body of the husband tightly. He no longer knew what to say, Bagas really accepted his request.

Rania felt Bagas' body and cheeks with an anxious face as well as a part because her husband was already standing before her again.

"You're okay, right?" rania asked with concern.

"No, I should be the one apologizing! I've made it hard for you just to grant my unreasonable request!" Rania relentlessly apologized for her guilt.

"It's my duty to be a husband and father to our future children. So stop apologizing and don't say your request doesn't make sense!" Bagas stared at both of Rania's inner eye beads and alternately.

"But I'm afraid that you're up to some good reason, and our son was born without..!" said Rania immediately on the face by Bagas.

"Shhttt.." Bagas put his index finger right on the wife's lips. "You don't talk like that! Do you want that to happen because your thoughts and words will become a do'a?"

Rania shook her head weakly.

"Most importantly right now, I've returned with orange ice at your request. Now you drink!" add the man.

Rania nodded weakly, and it was true what Bagas said. If he thinks badly, something bad will happen. And he doesn't want that.

"Here, drink it out!" Bagas gave the glass containing orange ice, and received by Rania.

"Yes," Rania nodded then drank the orange ice.

"Nake?" tanya Bagas.

"It's better than I imagined. Thank you, yes!"

"Means I didn't go to Morocco and then to the North Pole" Bagas said, smiling.

Rania took another sip of the orange ice to leave her empty glass alone. Bagas was satisfied with what he gave today, with the full struggle he got all of it. Because not necessarily also other men do that to fulfill the desire to crave the wife and prospective baby. Tajir sir that, lo.

"You want to go again? Let me do it again, but I have to go again to Morocco and the North Pole!" bagas joked.

"Hehe, no need. Thank you dear!" Rania hugged her husband's body again. Bagas Ardinata Kusuma's.

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