FLAVOR ANALOGY

FLAVOR ANALOGY
MBA



“Sorry aunt if I force Kai to marry my sister. I don't want anything bad to happen to my sister in the future. Maybe this time they can escape from me but not in the future. We better get her married soon even if only in series first it doesn't matter. At least if they want to do something weird I don't have to worry because Shila is doing it with her own husband.” Andra's words sounded so firm and inviolable.


The emperor could only exhale violently. His arrival tonight to Shila's place actually makes trouble for both of them. Nothing happened between her and Shila.


“I didn't do anything to Shila. If I wanted to do it I would have chosen a more decent place than the bathroom floor.” Denying Emperor. Jovan was a little amused at the young Professor's rebuttal.


Andra looked at the Emperor, his gaze already not as sharp as before but implied a supreme plea. “You're a father aren't you, and you have a daughter?” ask the Emperor. The adult male with the status of a widower nodded in response. “Lantas you must know how I feel right now, imagine if it's in your position and your daughter who experienced something like that. Are you able to believe your daughter's incarnations while the reality you see is inversely proportional to her words. I just don't want anything bad to happen to Shila. Please do more than that if it is halal.”


Andra's words struck his heart. That's right, if he is in the position of Andra of course he will not easily believe what he did and also Shila even though there is nothing going on between the two.


But the position of their bodies and Shila's groans when pain was overwritten by him made anyone think that they were doing immoral acts. Moreover, there was no hard evidence they had to support their honesty. There is no cctv installed in the bathroom, right?


“I agree with you deck, better they get married soon.” Mama Risa clasped Mama Alya's hand. “My son has been widowed for several years, he may not be able to resist his desires anymore. Moreover, Shila was still a girl and very beautiful. Who is not interested in him? Just marry them now, call RT and RW sir to be the witness. You can be a guardian for Shila, right?” Asked Mama Risa who diverted her eyes from Mama Alya and looked at Andra. The young man who was four years adrift of Shila also nodded in agreement with the words of the Emperor's Mother.


The emperor glared his eyes in surprise. Didn't expect that her Mama would corner herself like that. Although he had been widowed long enough but never terbesit in the slightest to complete his desire with other women.


“Why don't you want to marry Auntie's son?” Mama asked Risa sadly realizing that Shila rejected her child.


“What because I am a widower?” The Emperor asked his mother's question.


Shila shook her head quickly. “Not because of that Prof. I don't love you and you don't love me. I don't want to get married and get divorced and become a widow like Mama.” Lirih Shila at the end of her sentence while staring at Mama Alya.


“Don't just because Mama and Papa got divorced then you're afraid to get married. Everyone's story is different Shil.” Mama Alya said softly, she understood her son's fear.


“I don't love him, he don't love me either.” Shila stared at the Emperor's face at a glance then looked back at Mama Alya and Brother Andra. “Lantas on what basis do I build a household if there is no love between us?” continued again.


“On MBA basis, married by accident. Hahahahaha Jovan then laughed to himself with his words.