A Contract of Love of the President
*Episode 07*
The news of the wedding between Arya and Raisya that was announced suddenly no doubt made the Wijaya Family immediately exert all their abilities to prepare their first son's wedding party.
Arya is the first grandson of the Vijaya family.
Arya's father, Pak Ridwan Wijaya is the eldest child, while his sister, Santi's aunt is married but her husband died without children.
So of course they will do their best for the crown prince's wedding.
And that's why Arya had to give up Raisya not to carry out her duties as a secretary, because Lina's mother often kidnapped her to prepare for marriage.
He didn't want to let it.
Luckily he still has an aide, Leo who can be relied upon.
Like today, when he had to get down to the staffing department.
“you already know that Raisya will marry our boss Arya sir..?
Arya stopped her steps when she heard the name of the future wife was being discussed by several female employees.
The women were unaware of her presence, due to their position turning their backs on Arya, and continued their gossip.
“indeed lately I rarely see him in the office. And some time ago I saw her coming out with a middle-aged woman, said another employee, that woman is Lina's mother Arya sir. They're preparing for the wedding."
“oh so? But why until now there has been no official news or announcement about their marriage?”
"yes it is..”.
"Raisya is beautiful. But I didn't expect him to use that beauty to tempt our boss!”
“What's your problem if I marry Raisya?” Aryan bass voice managed to surprise them. They turned and looked down.
“Look even though now Raisya is just a secretary but soon she will officially become my wife. And as a director at this company, I warn you not occasionally you guys talk about the future wife of a director, or you will receive the consequences.” Arya said firmly then leave those who stand in fear.
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Drrr. Drrr.
Arya clucked as she felt her phone vibrate. Just now he arrived in his room, after reprimanding the employees do not know themselves who talk about Raisya, now his phone also interfere. However, when he found out who the caller was, he took a breath to stabilize his emotions.
“iya ma what is it,” he said.
“Arya, where are you?”
“In ma's office, what's wrong ma?”
“Arya, can't you leave your job for a moment? Now mama and Raisya are picking after suits and wedding dresses for you guys. Come here, we want to know your opinion.” Arya sighed.
“Sorry ma....today I am doing a lot of work and I have to finish it immediately so that I can leave for the wedding later,” Arya replied explaining.
“But Arya, this is for your wedding, you will only get married once, so you also have to prepare it as best you can." Arya smiled faintly at the words of her mother.
“again I apologize ma, I really can't. Isn't Raisya with mom? Just ask her, what she likes,”
“But Arya..”.
“ma, Raisya knows what I want. And I trust him,” between Arya, and make the mother squeak.
“Basic you are ."
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The wedding is a few moments away from the title. Penghulu, and several marriage witnesses have also been present at the mosque chosen by the family of Wijaya.
The atmosphere that was once crowded now became silent when a bride walked on the red carpet to her future husband who was waiting for her in front of the ruler.
Yes today is their wedding day, Arya Wijaya and Raisya Lestari.
Raisya walked gracefully in the company of Tania the sister-in-law.
Imengenakan white wedding kebaya, made of brocade that closes up to his neck.Raisya shouldered his hair and use a pearl head band.
While Arya wore after the wedding suit in matching color with a crystal accent on her collar.
He kept his promise that he would approve and wear the wedding dress of Raisya's choice.
Raisya's choice was very appropriate, a pair of simple but elegant wedding clothes, and immediately received praise when the invited guests saw it.
Of course, not only their beautiful wedding dress, but the bride also has a perfect face.
“My daughter..” mumbling Widya's mom is shrill and vibrating. He could not hold back his sobs.
Indeed, Raisya's wedding was the most beautiful wedding he had ever been to, and the bride kebaya that Raisya was wearing now was the most beautiful kebaya he had ever seen. But Widya's mother's heart felt slashed, when remembering the fact that all this was a mere charade.
because after today Raisya officially bears the title of daughter-in-law of the Wijaya family, at that time Raisya just counted another day to release it.
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"i marry you Arya Wijaya bin Ridwan Wijaya with Raisya Lestari binti Almarhum Budianto with a dowry a set of prayer tools.as well as 100 grams of gold jewelry paid in cash" said the ruler while shaking Arya's hand.
"i accept the marriage, Raisya Lestari Binti the deceased Budianto with the dowry Cash." said Arya reciting ijab qobul loudly and smoothly..
"How are the witnesses legitimate.." - cried the ruler and answered compactly by all the invitations present there with one word SAH...
"alhamdulillah." said everyone grateful for the marriage of Arya and Raisya.
After that the two brides pin the wedding ring on the ring finger of their partner..
Raisya kissed the back of Arya's hand which a few minutes ago officially became her husband.in the sense of her contract husband.so also with Arya he also kissed Raisya's forehead..Contract wife.
After the ijab qobul event along with the ritual ritual is completed, Arya and Raisya held their wedding reception that night at one of the luxury hotels owned by the Wijaya family.
The hotel tonight in magic became a luxurious reception venue.
Arya can feel Raisya's cold hand as the woman welcomes her helping hand.
Raisya looks nervous, although the woman tries hard to hide it with her beautiful smile.
If you can be honest, Arya was no less nervous with him., especially when the ijab qobul event was. However, thanks to his various life experiences, he was already skilled in manipulating his expression while in the middle of an event like this.
“You tired?” Arya turned her head while patting Raisya's right hand which was on her left arm gently, as they stepped away leaving the group of guests they had just met.
“eng no sir, I'm fine ,” Raisya replied.
“Raisya, please don't call me sir again.
From now on, you should call me Mas and stop being formal with me.
“Honey” a voice he knew so well managed to stop his steps.
“honey "that voice is heard again. Shortly after, he heard a woman's footsteps approaching. He also turned around. Allegedly right.
“Reva..” Arya said.
“honey, why do you call me so formal” honey? Raisya frowned, only the first time she heard someone calling her husband with that call.
“Honey, introduce, she was my college friend Reva first.
And you Reva, you must have known him.
She's Raisya, my wife!” arya said, without caring about Reva's protests.
Raisya then greeted kindly.
However, his mind worked hard remembering the name he had heard. Reva.
Name ever discussed by aunt Santi time at home eyang Arya.
Santi's aunt likes Reva better than she does. Although the woman is shorter than him, but she has a beautiful face and a sweet smile like a doll. In addition, from the clothes and accessories he wore, it could already be seen that this woman came from the upper class, like the Wijaya family. But why did they split up? What happened between them? If only she had the courage to ask, if only she had the right to ask, then she would have immediately bombarded her husband with questions.
“Congratulations on your wedding,” said Reva then smiled. Raisya glanced at Arya, and saw her husband smiling faintly.
A smile that he often sees when dealing with people or clients who are not in accordance with his heart, in other words, is not so liked. He could also feel an aura of tension between them.
“Thank you,” Raisya replied, representing her husband Arya.
“oiya mas, I want to take a drink for a while what mas also want?” raisya said, a little awkward because he had to call Arya mas and speak non-formally to her.
He deliberately wanted to give time for the two of them to be more free.
“No need, thank you,” Arya replied with a smile.
“Alright, I go first,”
Arya held his wife's arm for a moment before the woman stepped up, then kissed her cheek gently.
“do not long ago.” whispered. Raisya..
God, what that man just did. Raisya nodded then walked away.
Arya's gaze followed the steps of the wife, until her beautiful bride disappeared from her sight.
“honey, are you sure of your choice?”ask Reva suddenly. Arya also frowned.
“Of course..Otherwise I wouldn't have married her, and I've never been this sure in my entire life.."
“honey, I beg your honesty... Do you really love her?’Arya stared at Reva sharply.
“She's my wife, of course I love her very much.” Arya said, full of emphasis.
“sorry, I think I should go now,” Arya said flatly, not wanting to linger with Reva. Just as he was about to turn around, the girl held him back.
“honey, I know you still love me, you just made it an escape right? honey, be honest with me You still love me, don't you?”
“Reva, please don't be like this I don't want my wife to misunderstand,” Arya said while releasing the girl's grip on her arm.
“And one more, don't ever call me that again." he said firmly and then turned around.
Raisya who was observing from a distance, gasped when the man suddenly turned around and looked at her.
She walked over to her husband, pretending to see nothing.
As soon as she saw it, Arya immediately showed her trademark smile, and walked over to her.
When the wife was in front of him, he immediately wrapped his hands around the waist of his wife, Raisya.
“Why so long ago dear?’ whispered friendly.
Raisya glanced at Reva at a glance, who was a few meters away from him. He felt bad for the girl.
He pushed Arya's chest softly, but the man clasped her hand tightly, smiled gently, then kissed her forehead.
Ya Tuhaan. Raisya's intention is to make the man not act excessively on him in front of Reva, but the opposite happens.
They look very friendly, and Arya seems to ignore the presence of Reva who is staring at them sharply.
The wedding reception of Arya and Raisya was very lively..The invited guests who attended were not only brothers, business partners, but also famous artists of the country.
Arya is indeed a successful and famous young entrepreneur both at home and from abroad..in addition, the Wijaya family is famous for conglomerate families and one of the 1 richest families in the country, so it is natural that invited guests who attend are not ordinary people.
Arya always holds the arm of Raisya, a girl who a few hours ago officially bears the title of his wife even though only a contract wife.
The newlyweds look happy to meet the invited guests present.
"are you tired..??" arya asked the girl beside her while gently rubbing the back of the girl's hand.
Raisya shook her head slowly while smilingly answering Arya's words.
"if you are tired.we can rest for a while.
Again Raisya shook his head.Biarpun tired he will remain there.this is included in the agreement he agreed.
Kalao can be honest.he is very tired of what he experienced these few weeks.
About his sister who had kidney failure and had to be operated on.but when his sister's problems resolved..he had to undergo a contract marriage with his boss in the office in return for his boss had helped his sister's surgery costs and also the kidney donor.
He was tired, but he couldn't back down..
"Raisya,"call Lina's mother-in-law who suddenly appears.
"yes ma.."
"can come with mom for a while.mama will introduce you to mama's friend.." said Lina's mother invited her daughter-in-law to come with her.
The mother-in-law pulled Raisya's hand the daughter-in-law so that the hand links Raisya and Arya were released.
Raisya glanced at the husband for permission..Arya smiled, allowing.
He could not accompany her with his mother because he also had to accompany his guests who were also his business partners.
Raisya leaves Arya and goes with her mother-in-law to meet other guests.
*to be continued***👉👉👉👉👉**
