Forced to Marry Mr. Tajir
Little Princess

"Awass..." Nadira shouted when he saw a car passing by the fork just now.

Secretary Frans suddenly stepped on the brake pedal, his car came out of the lane hit a traffic sign on the road. It makes the body of anyone in the car thrown forward quite hard. That resulted in Frans' chief secretary being hit hard into the steering wheel of the car. Frans' chief secretary was immersed there, and no one even knew how Frans' secretary was doing now. Is he okay and just a casual bump, or has a fatal accident for Frans' secretary and Rania's family?

A few seconds later, Secretary Frans raised his head. He felt a little dizzy from the impact that was quite hard on the steering wheel, fortunately he was fine.

Secretary Frans turned to the side, finding Nadira grimacing in pain on her forehead. He also immediately looked back to ascertain whether something had happened with his potential mertunya.

Alhamdulillaah, none of them suffered serious injuries. Just feel a little dizzy in each head.

"I'm sorry! I was not careful so I didn't see any other cars passing by," secretary Frans felt very careless.

"No, son Frans. All my fault, I'm asking you to quickly drive the car" said Mr. Burhan, moving his head left and right.

Tok tock..

Glass car side steering on tap by Mr. Brahma. Secretary Frans opened it immediately.

"Frans, are you okay? Everything all right?" ask Brahma worried.

Secretary Frans nodded. "Alhamdulillaag, everything's fine."

"Other times be careful. Do not drive while daydreaming, or you run the speed of the car at high speed. Not only are you endangering yourself, but my daughter-in-law's family as well!" said Brahma, he was so panicked earlier when he saw Frans' secretary hit a road traffic sign.

"Good, sir. I'm sorry!"

"Yes, drive the car again carefully!" mr. Brahma returned to his car.

Secretary Frans felt very guilty. He'd be more at the mercy of guilt if any of Rania's family were injured in today's accident.

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After leaving to fulfill the Doctor's call, Bagas returned to the delivery room Rania with his little daughter who had been cleaned earlier.

"Darling, look! Our daughter is very beautiful. Just like you," Bagas walked over to the patient's bed.

This was the first time Rania touched her little daughter, she could not help but cry when she saw the baby they had been waiting for being born into the world. A speck of crystal fell both of his eyes.

"He looks just like me. But his nose looks like yours, baby!" Rania kissed her little daughter with the love and affection of a mother, she felt very happy.

"Yes, his lips look like you, his right eye looks like me, and his left eye looks like you, too" Bagas said, pointing out the parts he mentioned.

"Haha.. You're all there," Rania laughed because she knew that Bagas was just joking.

Bagas looked at the tired face of his wife, where he saw a tinge of happiness on Rania's face. Of course Rania is very happy, if considering the struggle earlier, between life and death at stake, Bagas is very appreciative of the struggle of Rania, as a mother.

Bagas diverted some of the hair tendrils that covered Rania's face, by occasionally stroking her.

"Darling, you're taking a break, huh?! I know you must be so tired."

Rania shook her head quickly. "No, you're wrong. My tiredness has been paid for by the joy of the presence of our little princess," Rania slipped a smile on her pale lips.

As silence slipped between them, someone suddenly walked in with hasty strides. She is Miss Sari, followed by Brahma, Nadira, and Frans' secretary.

"Rania, honey, my daughter. Alhamdulillaah, your labor is smooth, son?" bu Sari came straight to embrace Rania, and showered Rania with many kisses on her forehead.

Sari's worries can not be hidden, because he knows very well what it is like to give birth. Especially giving birth to the first child.

"Alhamdulillaah, ma'am. Mother's granddaughter is very beautiful," replied Rania.

"Where's mom's granddaughter? Mom wanted to carry him," Sari's mom didn't realize that Bagas was holding her little daughter.

As soon as he looked back, he immediately took the baby from Bagas' lap. "Grandson of beautiful mother. Women, huh?"

"Yes, woman. That's why she said she was beautiful" Bagas replied, handing the baby from her lap carefully.

"duh.. Beautiful.." praise Bu Sari, by occasionally kissing the baby's forehead.

Bu Sari held her granddaughter as she used to hold Rania in her infancy.

"Where's papa's grandson? Papa wanted to carry her," the voice of someone who had just entered in a hasty step made everyone turn their heads. It turns out that he was Brahma who arrived late because he had a little problem with the people in the parking lot.

Mr. Brahma saw the baby was being carried by Bu Sari, his besi. He approached her immediately.

"Yes, dad. I'm fine," Rania smiled back.

"Thank God, is this a boy or a girl?" mr. Brahma asked anyone who would answer him.

"The baby is beautiful, sir," replied Bu Sari.

"Female? Really true?" mr. Brahma seems very happy.

"May I carry?" pinta pak Brahma on Bu Sari.

"Of course, this is our grandchild" Bu Sari handed the unnamed baby to the besannya.

Brahma received the baby very carefully. Because Brahma has never held a newborn like this. He used to dare to hold his sons when he was two or three months old, out of fear. And this is prime for him.

"Sweet granddaughter opa" Brahma stroked her granddaughter's delicate cheeks.

"Papa doesn't really care about gender. Men and women, most importantly healthy. The baby and his mother survived, it was more than enough" said Brahma, agreed by bu Sari.

"That bill, sir. Most importantly Rania and her baby were born safe and sound."

"Congratulations papa's son, Rania. You are now parents" said Mr. Brahma to his son and son-in-law.

"Thank you, pa."

"Thank you, dad," they said.

"Sorry, sir. Can I change her grandson's cradle? You see, I was waiting for my turn" said Mr. Burhan made everyone laugh, because Mr. Brahma who was a henchman had his grandson alone.

"Of course, I can. I think you've all held him. Sorry, I was too happy to have my first grandchild, until I forgot that this is also your first grandchild" Brahma handed the baby over to Mr. Burhan.

Mr. Burhan immediately accepted and held the baby. He looked at the face of the baby in his arms. "Mom, is this how you look like a dad?"

Ms. Sari smiled. "Maybe my face looks annoying when Rania is pregnant, and Rania forgets to say baby's amit-amit. So it looks like dad, deh," said Bu Sari made everyone who was there laugh.

"Nadira can be fat too, right? Rania, you can carry a sis, can you?"

Rania nodded, of course all those who were there could carry her.

"Slowly, Nad. You have no experience of having children" Brahma handed the baby to Nadira.

"Frans, did you hear that? That's a hard code from dad," Bagas said, again making the whole room laugh.

"Ready, sir. I will immediately justify it" secretary Frans said, holding back her embarrassment.

"What did you say? Halalines? My daughter is haram, don't be rude to you to talk!" exclaiming the real Brahma is just kidding.

"Sorry, I don't mean that. I will marry your daughter soon. That's the point," Frans' secretary looks nervous when talking to her future father-in-law on this one, looks creepy to her.

"What do you have, son Frans?" mr. Brahma tried to test it.

"I have two rakaats before dawn, sir. Which he said was beyond the earth and its content" replied the secretary Frans confidently, and received applause from all.

The jokes by the jokes, the laughter by the laughter that came out from the mouths of the people gathered there made the atmosphere even more crowded, getting warmer. Rania is feeling very lucky right now, surrounded by people who care so much about her. People who love and love him. He did not want to miss a moment like that. The moment he had to keep well in his memory. To be a very beautiful history throughout his life.

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Scribbles Author:

Congratulations Bagas and Rania, now you are the parents of your beautiful little daughter. Hopefully quickly named. And Rania quickly recovered as usual.

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