[Note] A Perfect Marriage

'That' Is Impressive

Sure enough, after Bella returned from the hospital, her parents were ready to welcome her in the living room. The two of them put on a serious look and stared intently at his daughter who was standing casually before them.

"Explain to papa" Lord Azam Almer ordered to his daughter.

"What should I explain? Doesn't Papa know everything?"

"Basic child does not know himself! What if the media finds out that Almer's only daughter is pregnant out of wedlock? Where's papa's face?!" azam was full of emotion.

"Will the son of Mahardika be held responsible?" timpal mama Bella, Lady Maya.

Bella rolled her eyes annoyed at those questions that sounded stupid to her. He looked at his parents in turn with a flat expression. They made the two look confusedly at their daughter.

"Of course he has to take responsibility, willingly or unwillingly. Isn't it?"

"of course! Let's go to their house. Papa won't let the media hear this before you're officially married" Azam said, grabbing his daughter's hand and half dragging her out of the house. Maya follows the two from behind. No less tense than Azam. He does not want to be the subject of his social partner if the news of Bella's pregnancy spreads.

A luxury car driven by the Almer family speeds through the night on the crowded city streets. Not long after, the car arrived at a luxury house in the middle of the elite housing complex of Kuala Lumpur. Azam stepped decisively towards the big door of the house.

"Can I help you, sir?" asked Bi Sumi who rushed to open the door when the bell rang. Bi Sumi was able to buyak look at Bella while pursing both her lips.

"Where is Mr Zain? I need to be important with him."

"A–ada inside, Sir. Please come in." Bi Sumi immediately called out to her master after letting the unexpected guest in. Curiosity enveloped the old woman.

"Good night, Mr. Azam." Zain, who emerged from behind the walls of the separation room with Laras, immediately greeted his guests.

The atmosphere in the room instantly turned as cold as winter in Korea. The two families were meeting each other. Azam's hunting breath as he impatiently held responsibility for his daughter and Zain looked cold with no expression.

Barrel chose to turn his face. He was reluctant to look at the two women in front of him. He knows very well the reputation of Mrs Almer who likes to waste money and not take care of family. Moreover, his expertise in gossiping is a common secret among socialites.

"I guess you already know my purpose here" Azam said after Zain sat opposite him.

"Is this a problem for your daughter and my son? It's not a big deal" Zain replied lightly.

Azam and Maya bought eyes staring at Zain. "What do you mean? How can I consider this a small matter when I know your son is married. I did not want my daughter to be made a second wife" Azam growled with a slight increase in the intonation of her voice.

The barrel breathes heavily. He was still indifferent to their conversation. Barrel doesn't care and doesn't want to know anymore.

"You don't need emotion. No one will be a second wife. My son is officially divorced from his wife. So the marriage between your daughter and the Throne will happen soon, but on one condition."

Azam frowned. He had often heard from his business associates, that the man he was dealing with right now was a cunning man with a golden mask. Unexpectedly now he also had to face that cunning.

"What do you want?"

"Well, this won't hurt you. You just need to give your voice and support to the election of the candidate for prime minister. Aren't you in close contact with the party people? Although actually without your support I believe I can be one of the candidates, but wouldn't more allies be more profitable" Zain said with a confident chin lift.

Azam stared fixedly at his interlocutor. It's not that hard for him. There are more advantages to his daughter's marriage. Mahardika's family is at her level above her family. His company stock could rise, only with him having a close relationship with this influential family.

"alright. It was not a difficult thing for me" Azam said with a satisfied smile from his daughter at the end of the chair.

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Love is still sitting limp in the middle room chair. Nana held out a glass of warm tea to her sister. The girl bit the small tip of her lower lip, staring at the still pale Love nanar.

"Let's go to the doctor, brother. Cook in the wind from yesterday did not heal?" nana tries to persuade her sister.

"Good morning" said a man who had just opened a white wooden door and stepped into the living room.

"What's this?" he asked when he saw Nana sitting next to Love who was leaning on a chair.

"Sister Love is sick, Brother Rud."

"Not hot," said Rudi staring confused at his friend's sister.

"Just catch a cold, Rud. Maybe because I haven't been able to adapt to the weather here," Love said weakly.

"You sure?" tanya Rudi held Love's hand to ascertain her body temperature.

The woman nodded slowly while smiling sweetly at her little friend. The smile that managed to make Rudi misbehaved and smelled his smile.

"Or .. You want me to hug to be warm," seduced Rudi as he lowered his eyebrows.

"What'an, anyway. It's so crisp." Love's face met red with her lips that kept being pulled to the side without her being able to control.

"Ehm! Um!"

The two people who were both misbehaving immediately turned their heads when they heard a cough sound that was clearly made up. They clenched their lips with their eyes glancing towards Nana.

"I'm a minor, yeah. Please take care of the fight," Nana said with her cynical tone.

"Halahhh, underage but the Korean drama that was filled with chips* all." Love twists the eyeball and advances its lower lip. He understands very well the connoisseur of Korean drama is not that stupid.

"Eh, don't get me wrong, yeah. Nana's enjoying the story."

"But that's it, isn't it?"

"No! It's just a little. Count how many episodes and how many seconds."

"But it works, right?"

"Ti–"

"So that's a lot of Korean drama?" sela Rudi who stared confusedly at the two women in front of him.

"No!" answer the two in unison while widening their eyes.

Rudi looked back at the two in turn. This time the confusion increased. Previously the two women had argued with each other as if nothing was wrong, but suddenly they became compact. Both faces look red.

Rudi turned his eyes to Love. Staring at him as if he was analyzing the woman. Love looked away and looked down avoiding the gaze of Rudi's eyes were so shady. The man smiled a little when he saw the ears of Love also reddened. He leaned his face towards Love.

"So ... how many seconds can make it memorable?" whispered Rudi right beside the ears of Love that made the girl shudder and the fine fur on her body bristled.

"Have you gone. Just a mosquito repellent Nana," protested Nana and left the two people who were fighting.

Nana walked out of the house. But suddenly he opened the door again and exclaimed, "Sister Rud, if you like to say, don't play codes."

"Lady!" pekik Cinta, but his sister had already passed away with a thousand steps.

...Connect ........

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Hello, brothers....

Simi is still loyal to you. Aa Rud was crisp, yeah. Please deh training Aa Rud let pinter digegombal.

Oh, yes yesterday there was a DM to simi asking in love leaked a bit about a new novel. So that's the story of a controversial artist, Gaes. He falls in love with a guy who doesn't believe and hates bad women because of his childhood trauma. I'll give you another spoiler later, if it's approaching D-Day...

Lope lope sekebon for you, my dear. Thank you very much for your support. Don't forget to smile, yeah.