Forced to Marry Mr. Tajir

Forced to Marry Mr. Tajir
Princess Name Bagas & Rania


A car stopped in the courtyard of Bagas' house, he was Brahma. Who can't wait to meet again with a grandchild who hasn't been named. After getting out of the car, Brahma hurried to step foot into Bagas house. He did not find Bagas in the living room, perhaps Bagas and Rania and their granddaughter were in the room.


Brahma approached the waiter who was cleaning the dishes at the dining table not far from the living room.


"Where's Bagas?" Brahma asked the servant.


The waiter turned to the origin of the voice. "Master Bagas is in his room."


"Can you call him now?! Let him know I've come!" brahma's edict, immediately nodded by the servant.


"Okay, sir," the waiter put some more piles of dirty dishes on the table, which he was just about to take to the kitchen.


The servant was already in front of the door of the master's room and his nonaya. Then he knocked on the door of the room.


Tok tock..


The sound of knocking on the door made Bagas and Rania turn to the source of the sound.


"Let me open it!" Bagas prevented Rania, who had barely risen from her seat, from opening the door.


Bagas opened the door of his room, and a servant appeared in the doorway.


"Excuse me, sir! There's a big master up ahead" the waiter said.


"Tell him to come straight here!"


"Well, sir," the servant bowed his body at a glance, as a sign of respect as usual. Then go from before Bagas.


"What's wrong?" Rania asked curiously.


"Father has come" he answered.


Right now Rania is changing her little daughter's diaper. It only takes a few seconds Rania can finish it. Like a mother who is experienced in taking care of a baby.


"You should have noticed that I'm changing her diaper, because who knows I'll be in the bathroom. And you're gonna have to learn to replace her diaper!"


Bagas hugged the body of his wife who was bowing from behind. "Yes, honey. I'm both a husband and a prepared papa."


"Papa? I told you our daughter would call you father!"


"No, you have to papa!" they again had a problem with the name.


"What's Bagas? Gotta papa, what?" suddenly, Brahma came and overheard the conversation of his son and daughter-in-law.


"Ep.. Papa," Bagas and Rania kiss the back of Brahma's hand.


"The granddaughter of a new opa a day did not just meet was getting bigger and more beautiful," he praised, he pinched his granddaughter's cheek gently with anxiety.


"Yes, pa. Alhamdulillaah he is not fussy, either" said Rania.


"Thank God. Here, opa's carrying, son!" Rania gave her daughter to her in-laws.


"So, what did you mean, Bagas? What should papa be?" Brahma again asked when Bagas had not yet answered his question.


"Look, pa. So I'm the same Rania is having a problem with what we call parents. I want our daughter to call me papa and call Rania my mom. Rania wants mom and dad. I see, pa," explained Bagas, honestly they were a little embarrassed by such a small thing they were having a problem with.


"If according to papa, your daughter better call you papa and mama. That is if Rania agrees," Brahma agrees with his son.


"Yes, I won. Wle," said Bagas by sticking his tongue out at Rania. While Rania glanced sharply at Bagas' eyes, of course, this mertunya would agree with his son's opinion.


"Yes, father," answered Rania relented.


"Opa's grandson what's his name? How come opa hasn't been told yet, anyway?" brahma asked the baby on her lap, in a speech style that she deliberately changed like a child.


"Opa's grandson laughed. Happy son, in the opa cradle?" Brahma made his tone like that, and without them expecting it, the baby again responded with a long laugh.


Bagas, Rania, and Braham also laughed. Happy laughter, having a magical smart daughter, only a few days old can laugh that makes a sound. Just getting more and more anxious.


"Assalamu'alaikum.." Greetings from two different people made everyone in the room turn their heads, they were Mr. Burhan and bu Sari.


"Walaikumussalaam.." answered simultaneously.


"Ouch.. Grandma's granddaughter is more beautiful," praise Bu Sari when she walked over to Mr. Brahma.


"Yes, he's smart. You can laugh" said Brahma.


"Well, really? Try granny's carrying," Bu Sari received the baby and then in her cradle.


"This is a baby room, it's very luxurious" said Mr. Brahma, who had circulated the view to all corners of the room.


"This is Bagas and Rania's room, dad. It's just that Bagas asked the waiter yesterday to tell this room," explained Rania. Indeed, some of the rooms in the decoration use decorations to welcome the arrival of the first child Bagas and Rania in his home.


"Oh, what's your daughter's name?" mr. Burhan has the same questions as Mr. Brahma, as well as all those who ask questions. What was the name of Bagas and Rania's first daughter?


"Me and Rania have agreed to give the name 'Khanza Azkadina Kusuma'," Bagas' reply made everyone nod in agreement.


"A very pretty name, matching this sweet face," Brahma unceasingly praised.


"Yes, mom agrees. The name is good" said Bu Sari.


"Whatever the name, the important thing is granddaughter grandpa is healthy huh, son. Being a filial son to both parents like your mother" Burhan said, kissing his grandson's cheek.


"Because everything is gathered here, how about we take a picture with Khanza, for in an eternal," Bagas gave an offer that was immediately agreed by everyone.


"Yes, right. Then quickly grab your camera, Bagas!" brahma is impatient.


"Yes, pa," Bagas immediately took the camera that is often used to take pictures usually. Not long after, he came back.


"Here, let the father who photographed you first" said Mr. Burhan to Bagas, Rania, Brahma and Khanza.


Bagas also gave the camera to Mr. Burhan. Then they were ready to be shot by Burhan, after Bagas told them how to take a picture with the camera.


"Well, it's good, too, the camera" said Mr. Burhan.


"Come, dad. Quickly take a picture!" rania exclaimed, while her father was still silent.


"Yes, yeah. Patience Rania. Ready, huh?! One, two, three. Ccrf.." Brahma took pictures over and over again.



Now it is Brahma's turn to take pictures for Bagas, Rania, Khanza, and both of his buildings. They seem very happy. The union of Bagas and Rania also unites between two families, which now looks very harmonious.


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