Forced to Marry Mr. Tajir

Forced to Marry Mr. Tajir
Blissfulness


The party had ended, the invited guests had already returned home, including Rania's family. Although Bagas had held his wife's family to stay overnight, they still chose to go home. After arguing with Mr. Burhan because Mr. Burhan wants to accept an offer from his son-in-law to stay the night. But Bu Sari knew very well the meaning of her husband's wishes.


Bagas who had finished bathing and changed clothes with his sleeping pajamas, he also laid his body on the bed with his wife.


Rania, who was originally busy playing a mobile phone, watching a drama film as usual, immediately turned off and put it next to her when her husband was finished changing his sleeping clothes and lying next to her.


"Come here!" tell Bagas with hands ready to hug Rania's body, so that Rania hugs him and the head is placed on his chest.


Rania, according to him, there was absolutely no word of protest to reject the husband's order. Rania did as Bagas asked. You can imagine how warm their current position is. If curious can be practiced with your partner! A legitimate couple, yes, of course.


"You know, I'm planning our honeymoon?" bagas started the conversation.


"really?" ask Rania hesitatingly


"Where are you going on your honeymoon? If we're going outside the island, we can use a private helicopter, I have it!"


"Hem... I'm still confused" said Rania while thinking about where the honeymoon would be


"Or if we want to go abroad, can use a private plane, I have one too"


"I think about it first"


"Or if necessary, we can go on a honeymoon to space, I can order a rocket right now to get there" Bagas said, making Rania pinch her waist.


His arrogance never leaves for others, fortunately he is handsome, if ugly, arrogant, maybe Rania will never like it.


"Aww.." Ringis Bagas is not sick, but amused.


"You're too much, so I'm so lazy to hear what you're saying!"


"I'm serious"


"I want to go to..."


"Where? Say it!"


Rania kept thinking, Bagas rubbed Rania's hair. Occasionally stick the tip of her nose to the base of Rania's hair. Repeatedly done.


"How about Bandung?" rania asked with her head up.


"Hand? Why Bandung?" Bagas wonder, of the many cities, countries, even places that are often visited by newlyweds, why should Bandung whose wife choose.


"I love the city of Bandung. The city that is most missed for anyone who left it after leaving there" said Rania with enthusiasm when saying it.


"Where, huh?" This time it was Bagas' turn to think.


"And Bandung to me is not just a geographical issue, it involves a feeling that is with me when I am lonely. I love the writing from Pidi Baiq. I want to go there!"


"But I want to go abroad, at least to Bali"


"Yes already, I'm with you" the face of Rania who was originally eager back resigned.


Honestly Rania wants to go to Bandung, no need to go abroad if Bandung alone already has the charm of natural beauty that is not less far. Rania wants to be simple, the important result is satisfactory and direct. But how else if Bagas prefers other places, it's okay. He would go wherever Bagas would take him away. Both origin.


*****


In the morning, in the courtyard of the Briliant Gruop building.


Secretary Frans asked Bagas for permission to pick Nadira up. Bagas who heard it was shocked, after last night's party he saw Frans' secretary dancing with his sister-in-law, this time to pick him up. Like there's something behind something.


"I'll go first, sir!" pamit secretary Frans.


"Go! Good luck" he said.


Perhaps Frans' secretary understood his master's intention of praying for him to succeed, he replied with a smile that blushed in shame.


Secretary Frans passed, brought his own car. While the driver came down with Bagas because before Frans' secretary left, he asked his driver to go down and just wait there. His master's orders can not be denied, of course, the driver obedient rather than having to be fired.


Secretary Frans almost arrived at Nadira's house, but his goal was to go to Nadira's house directly, he undo when he saw a woman who was stopping the angkot on the street.


"Isn't that Nadira?" ask Secretary Frans to himself.


"Right, there it is. I must immediately prevent him from leaving with an angkot" he said again to himself.


"Wait!" shouted secretary Frans who had come out of the car, Nadira who was about to ride the angkot turned to the origin of the voice.


Nadira pulled back next to his feet that had gone up into the angkot, seeing someone running up to him.


"I was ordered by the master to pick you up, so just cancel the boarding!"


Orders from sir? Bagas? What was that, to pick up? Ha ha, Frans' secretary apparently lied to hide her prestige.


"Oh, alright" Nadira nodded.


"Sir, I'm sorry I didn't!" nadira said to the angkot driver, the angkotpun driver nodded and returned to running his angkot.


"Come on!" take Frans' secretary to Nadira.


Nadira walked in the steps of Frans' secretary, and got into the car when Frans' secretary opened the door beside the wheel.


Secretary Frans started the engine when he got inside, then he started the car.


On the way, no one dared to open their voice, let alone Nadira not dare to say anything. Both of them remember the events at the party, it makes Nadira even more dare not to look at Frans' secretary, even to glance at him did not dare he do. All he could do was put his face down.


Secretary Frans was the same, he was confused by himself. Why was he so brave last night to have his master-in-law dance with him? Why would he be so bold as to say directly to his master to pick up Nadira? I don't know where that desire came from. What is clear, what he can feel is, the heart that beats fast when it is near Nadira.


The feeling is so, it always comes suddenly. And anchored to whom we do not know. Hopefully this is the beginning of a happiness story for Frans' secretary. Happiness for Nadira too.


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This part I give the happiness of Bagas and Rania. Happiness to the secretary Frans. Was Frans' secretary with Nadira, Rania's older sister? If I agree later I can arrange, if not how later. If it fits why not? He he's.


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