Arranged Marriages

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"A-what is this, sir?" ask her still nervous.


"Get it for you. It was a black card, an unlimited credit card." replied Raga briefly.


"U-why did you give it to me?" anin asked back, her voice sounding still nervous.


"That's another gift from me because you've been so kind to me and my family. Use the card for your needs, use it to taste. And, let me tell you, from now on I'm gonna lock your room. You can't sleep here anymore, I told the waiter to help you get all your clothes done." said Raga again - again surprising Anin.


Oh, my God, there's a new order for what else. Why are you doing this, sir. Anine.


"Yes, sir. Thank you for your kindness." Anin replied briefly.


"Then I go first" said Raga greeted a nod of the head of Anin who was still confused over the kindness of Raga late - this end.


Huh sir, you gave me this card for sure because you just managed to kiss me. Hiks I feel like a woman who is not right. After you kissed me, you gave me the money. Anine.


"Don't forget your breakfast." Raga orders him to turn his body back to his wife. Then, go out of the room without waiting for Anin's answer.


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Anin was in her room all day, she read, played her cell phone, slept, and daydreamed. Even he did not eat his breakfast according to Raga's orders earlier.


Huh I dare not go down alone. Mr. Malik and Ms. Faiza were very kind. But I don't want breakfast. Anine.


Finally Anin really did not eat her breakfast. No one dared to knock on his room. As a result, he was really bored, and finally decided to go downstairs and try to talk to the humans in this house, anyone. And all asking the servant to help move the things in his room to the room of the mad man who had become her husband.


"Miss Anin, why are you here? Is there anything we can help you with?" a few servants approached Anin who had just settled herself on the sofa of the living room.


"Hehe, no need madam, don't be shy with me. I don't want to trouble you." Anin's reply made the servants' eyes turn wide instantly.


"Miss, just call me bi Imah, don't call me madam. You are our mistress. This is Riana and Riani. The personal servant assigned by Mr. Raga to help all the needs of the lady" said bi Imah.


"Oh riana, I already know her. Oh this is your sister Riani you told me about that day huh Riana?" ask Anin.


"Yes, miss. She's my twin." replied Riana as she widened her smile.


"Oh yeah, no need to talk to me, yeah. We can talk like friends. Em just call me Anin." said Anin. They both looked at each other.


"No, I don't dare miss. Later Mr. Raga will scold us." said Riani.


"Is that so? it's up to you." Anine.


"Miss, then I go back to cooking to the kitchen. If you're hungry or need anything, just have them both help you. You do not need to hesitate, miss." said bi Imah who then left after being asserted by Anin.


There was a long silence until Anin opened her voice.


"Oh yeah, by the way, where's my father-in-law and mother-in-law?" asked Anin who had not seen her two in-laws.


"So, Mr. Danu escorted the big madam and the big lord to go to the control hospital, miss." replied Riana.


"Oh so? Why not just take me? I'm at home. Must be a mother-in-law hassles." said Anin iba.


"It's okay miss, big lady and big master are often like that. There was a nun accompanying them." replied Riani.


"If Luna's sister-in-law? where's she? I almost never saw her in this house?" ask Anin curiously. At least he can know the ins and outs of whatever is in this house he thought.


"If it's Miss Luna, she's also been working in Mr. Malik's company, miss. The three brothers worked at the same place. It's just that Mr. Raga works in a subsidiary of Mr. Malik's company and he becomes its leader there." replied Riana.


Oh my God, they are servants. But know right down to the root of his roots. Anine.


"Is that so? um if Mr. Raga's lover named Ufairah, do you know him too?" anin's question instantly made both Riana and Riani silenced a thousand languages.


Why did the lady ask about him?


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