150 Days Wedding Dilemma

Chapter 4 - Deal

A red Ferrari stopped in front of him just as Sally's taxi was leaving. A car that looked foreign to him, he was confused why suddenly this luxury car stopped in front of him.

The confusion was destroyed when the windshield of the car was opened. The face of a man so familiar. "You ... Zico, right?" ask Sally to make sure. Because now the man is wearing a mask and sunglasses, he is afraid of the wrong people.

Zico snorted at Sally's silly question. "No!" her reply insinuated Sally.

Hearing that faint tone, Sally smiled instead. Because it means Zico, who else likes to be angry other than Zico.

"Lake in!" zico tells Sally to get in her car.

Sally shook her head quickly, she didn't want to. Besides, he can go into the cafe himself and wait for Zico inside. "No, I'll wait in the dalem." Just as Sally wanted to get into the cafe, Zico pulled the tip of her headscarf.

"Ck, long time! Get in the fucking car!" exciting Zico.

Sally was upset, but kept up with Zico's words to get into his car. He opened the back door of the car, but again Zico stopped him.

"Lo gapain? Next to me, not behind. You think I'm a driver, what?!" Zico was always made to go up in blood with Sally.

Sally frowned, just getting into the cafe they had to fuss like this. Can't Zico be more television friendly, it really sucks. "Yes, yeah. No need to be angry mulu-mulu times, a little old," led Sally while opening the car door next to Zico.

"Yes elo, make me mute." Zico grunted in annoyance as he drove off his car.

"Why did you have to get in the car, anyway? I can wait in the Dalem." Sally looked at Zico for a moment.

"Because we didn't go through there, I signed the VIP room at the cafe. You know I'm an artist, if suddenly someone snarls talk we can be serious." Arsen drove his car into the basement of the cafe and parked it in an empty place.

Sally no longer said anything, she thought it was true as well. Zico is not likely to discuss this important matter in public places like that, because there will certainly be many people who want to know the affairs of Zico. Moreover, Sally will also be carried away by trouble again.

After turning off his car, Zico opened the car door and exited. "Kneel!" the screams signaled Sally to follow him.

Not wanting to linger, Sally decided to follow Zico. The two walked side by side through the VIP room. The room looked different from the public room in front. It looks more elegant and quiet, with some modern accents that are designed so beautifully. There are several barriers that limit each room, with sturdy doors that are soundproof. This makes the room more quiet and private.

After the two entered the room that Zico had ordered, the man closed the door to make sure their conversation was not heard by others.

Sally who had been sitting from earlier, noticed Zico who was sitting next to her with a slight distance between them. "So, what do you want to say?" sally asked open a serious conversation.

"About my talk yesterday, I gave you time to think. Now I ask, what is your decision?" Zico turned around to ask.

Sally immediately flinch, to be honest since yesterday she has not decided anything. He was confused as to what to answer, but he also did not want to accept Zico's offer.

Seeing Sally not answering anything, Zico clucked softly. "Don't tell me you haven't thought about it yet! Okay, so I assume you accept my offer," Zico said without waiting for Sally's response.

Sally then looked up quickly, her eyes staring sharply at Zico who seemed to decide for himself. "No, I don't want to!" the reply was not received.

"Gue give me time to think, you don't think. You don't even know what decision you want to make, so it's not my fault that I'm the one who's lost." Zico casually spoke without concern for Sally who disagreed with her decision.

Sally slaps Zico's mouth at will, but she can't. Because somehow he feels responsible for Zico's car. "You're selfish, yeah! Even if I'm not rich, that doesn't mean you can!" squealing Sally emotion.

"Okay, I'm sorry. So, how do you want?" ask Zico in a softer tone than before.

Sally was again confused, she could not afford to mortgage her home. Even his goods if sold he sure will not be how nominal. His monthly salary moreover, he was just an ordinary writer with a salary that was not much. The only way is to agree with Zico's proposal, whether he should marry Zico.

It took Sally a long time to think about it, with Zico waiting for her without commenting. Until Sally finally made her voice. "I accept your proposal, but I want us to make a deal." With a heavy heart Sally was forced to accept it, as she really had no other choice.

Zico frowned, he was not finished with Sally. The woman had been desperately resisting, now suddenly accepting it without being forced. "OK," Zico agreed. He took out two pieces of paper and a pen from his small bag, but Zico had prepared him to make a deal.

"Lo write on paper what deal you want, I also write my deal on paper." Zico gave one to Sally, while the other to her.

Sally nodded in understanding, and began to write down whatever she wanted. There are five points that he thinks will represent him. Zico also wrote it down to four points. Afterwards each of them gave their papers to read.

Sally took a good look at the contents of the Zico deal. "Don't interfere in each other's affairs! Okay, I'm not interested in meddling in other people's business either. Don't involve love?" Sally looked at Zico for a moment, then laughed softly. "Love? there's no way I'm in love with someone like you, so be calm."

Zico snorted hearing it. "Well, I don't want to be loved by weird girls like you, either" Zico sneered, laughing mocking.

Sally just glared back, then went back to reading the last two points on Zico's paper. "Sleep in a separate room! This is what I want anyway on the deal letter." Arriving at number three Sally felt no objection to Zico's terms.

Until he saw the fourth point, Sally narrowed her eyes to make sure the thing written there was wrong. "Must cook every day, clean, and prepare daily needs. Huhhh? This is you don't tell me to marry you, make you your maid, right?" search Sally.

"No, it's a wife's duty anyway. Not wrong dong, anyways itung-itung pay the debt." Zico smiled with a sinless face.

Sally grumbled softly, but again she could not resist. "Okay, I agree!" he said and while signing the letter next to Zico's signature.

Zico took Sally's letter seriously again, as the woman continued to speak, leaving her unfocused. The three points Sally wrote were more or less the same as her letter, which was not interfering in each other's affairs, sleeping in separate rooms, not prohibiting to keep working. The three of them are safe, nothing is wrong.

The man went back to reading the last two points, not bringing any problems that occurred between the two to the media. Zico does not like to bring any problems to the media, so he does not mind it. Until the moment he saw the last point, Zico frowned.

"Incompanies shopping for daily necessities? Can't do your own shopping?" syndicate Zico.

"Yes, you can do it for your needs, too. Want to not be cooked?" Sally smiled satisfied to see Zico's face that looked resigned.

"Judah okay, I agree!" reply Zico resigned while signing the agreement.

The letter was finally approved, both of them keeping each letter. "My shooting is done today, so I have time to take care of the wedding files. We have to take care of our wedding before I get busy again, so tomorrow morning I'll take you to my parents. Abis that we just take care of the invitation, all fitting clothes. Make the files let me take care of it, you just need to give your documents that are needed to me."

"Huh?" Sally was amazed to hear the many activities that must be done tomorrow. "Why does that have to be taken care of in a day, anyway? We just made a deal, it's still a long time to be married" continued Sally.

"Who's saying is long? We'll get married next week." Again Zico said the serious thing casually, as if it was not surprising.

"What?!"

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