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Chapter 17 The Deal

Still in Sarah's new house,

Tonight, Ersan was not fussy and cried again as usual when contracted. In fact, during the day, Sarah found her son had fallen asleep on the carpet with toys strewn beside him. He laid his son, who had fallen asleep after giving him breast milk, landing a kiss before going out.

“Aaaa...” he shouted, seeing the figure of a man standing in front of his room. “You surprised me.”

“Sorry, I already knocked on the door but you didn't answer.”

“Perhaps, I didn't hear it, because it was sleeping Ersan.”

The two walked together towards the middle room, then sat facing each other. Ervan placed a piece of paper on the table, Sarah glanced at it as the paper landed. THE LETTER OF AGREEMENT, that's what caught his two manics.

“Read, I have entered the terms you requested and I still provide compensation as I promised.”

Sarah grabbed the paper, read it carefully.

The signed ones below:

First party: Ervandara Nugrah

Second Party: Tamara Maharani

Will grant the conditions proposed by the Second Party, such as:

1.      Recognize a second-party child as a legal biological child, even if the contract has expired.

2.      Compensation for living and living expenses.

3.      No physical touch, as long as being a first-party wife.

4.      The first party will protect the second party, if their agreement is known to the third party.

Meanwhile, the second party will fulfill the request of the first party, namely:

1.      Acting as a lover and wife after marriage.

2.      The marriage contract lasts one year.

After reading it, Sarah put it back on the table and signed it right away.

“Alright, I will give it to Tirta and tomorrow you can take a copy of it.” Grab a letter of agreement, then put it in a bag.

“Now, what should I do?”

“Did Alan tell you the role you were going to play?”

“Hemm.” Nodding head.

Sarah's mind crossed time,

“You must be sarah?” Alan looked seriously.

Sarah's? That's my name, actually, why do I have to be me?

“Who is sarah, doctor?”

“Sarah is the name of the girl you will play. You just need to learn his identity.” Alan gives a piece of paper containing Sarah's identity.

“Doctor, can you tell me more details? About Mr Ervan's relationship with him?” Asked after skimming through the information in that piece of paper.

“They are not lovers, precisely only superiors and subordinates. He used to work in a subsidiary of City XX. Ervan made a mistake with him for being drunk, until the girl became pregnant. The next story, we found you, through your son who looks like him. Then, Ervan recognized you but unfortunately you hated it until now. That's, the script.”

Back to Ervan and Sarah,

“You must memorize, identity sarah well. Because maybe right now, my dad's been finding out about him. I will arrange your meeting with my parents, for now my mother is still in the hospital.”

Of course, I will memorize as best I can about myself.

“Alright, I will do well.”

“Remember, don't make mistakes in front of them. I won't tolerate it.”

"But can I ask you? Why should I replace that woman? Why don't you go look for her, if she's pregnant with your child?"

Answer, I wonder if you have any regrets about me.

"It's just a script. Even if that woman exists, it's none of your business."

Ervan noticed Sarah's face suddenly turned sad, her smile fading.

"Hoh," answered Sarah briefly.

"Now, we need to exchange information?"

"What information?"

Sarah knitted her eyebrows.

I'll tell you the full story, until it leaves you agape. Hid.

"I came to town, to find my son's father. Actually, I wasn't married, I was lying, sorry."

Ervan was silent, because he already knew about it.

"We've met, but he doesn't know me. He's hurt me a lot, but how could he forget me."

"He doesn't know you? That bastard guy?"

Sarah nodded

"I tried to get close to her with my son, but he said that I was a lowly woman and almost exposed me."

"Bastard man, you stopped meeting him. Damn man, it doesn't deserve to be your son's father. "

Now Ervan is furious, clenched his hands, wants to land his punch on the jerk in Sarah's story.

He's a jerk, a bastard and a fucking asshole. Hah, you yourself are cursing. I wasn't.

"But, after all, he's the father of my son. Back then, when my son was sick, I wished he'd come to help me pay, hospital bills. But, I can only be insulted, even he asked me for some money."

Sarah again quipped Ervan, but unfortunately the insinuated at all did not feel.

"Then you gave it to him?" ervan's question did not accept, which was answered with a nod of the head by Sarah. "Why are you so stupid? Tell me, where the devil man is, I'll kill him."

Ervan was really emotional hearing it, even to the point of getting up from her seat. Sarah just smiled faintly.

He's right in front of me. I want to see how you kill yourself.

"I'll introduce you, later. Right now, I'm gonna focus on our deal."

"Alright, but if we accidentally meet that demon guy later, let me know. Understood!"

Sarah nodded, then asked.

"What about you?"

"I don't have anything special to say. I'll just tell you about my parents."

We have no special relationship. But, I want to see if there's any regret you've had all along

"My father was a strict man and did not like to be disputed. Although, I do it often. My mother's a pushy person."

"Forcing in what way?"

"Everything, as he wishes. But, I'm a person who doesn't like to be organized."

If so, I also know from your face.

"My parents, they have standards in choosing their daughter-in-law. And actually, you're not in the category at all."

"What kind of category?"

"Everything, about your family, work and education."

Are you a noble or a prince? Why so choosy?

"Then, do we stop now?"

"No. I've decided it. Their problem, let me handle it."

Sarah, just a snitch. Their conversation, made him feel bored.

"It's late, I have to go home. Remember, what I told you."

Ervan stepped away, having re-emphasized his words.

After Ervan leaves the house with a warning, Sarah enters the room. Sitting at the bedside, grabbing a picture frame on the nightstand.

A portrait of a woman, short-haired, but with the exact same face as her. At the top of his nose, he had a mole, which was the difference between the two.

“Sister, I've found it. Wait, just a minute.” Groped the face in the photo, staring until her tears dripped. Then, hold the picture frame in his arms.

Tamara is the name of her sister, who has sacrificed a lot for her. Defraying

his education to the bachelor, regardless of his own education

limited SMA. The girl, slammed to the bone in place of her dead father, when they had just graduated from school. Put his dreams and ideals on his sister, hoping both can live well, if his sister is well educated and get a good job.

But hope is not in accordance with reality. The destiny of man is not determined by him alone,

Tamara swallows the bitter pill, knowing her sister Sarah is pregnant without a husband. In fact, the man who incidentally is his sister's superior, runs away from responsibility. The man arrogantly threw a check, fired him from his job for not wanting his deeds to be uncovered.