Forced to Become Young Master's Wife

Forced to Become Young Master's Wife
Chapter 7 Decision



After getting out of Mark's car, Nesya let Mark go, Nesya went into his house, he just took a shower and changed into an evening dress, he planned to spend the night in his usual place, and then he would just take a shower, to gather with his friends. Nesya immediately left her home to her subscription nightlife.


***


Once there.


Nesya's eyes focused on a man sitting at the bar, "Gildan?" Nesya grinned. Gildan continued to straighten her drink, clearly seeing that her face was in trouble. Nesya moved her feet toward Gildan.


Nesya wrapped her arms around Gildan's shoulder, "Why beib?" Nesya is struggling with Gildan.


"My dream," ringis Gildan.


"My dream was broken before I started it, it hurt again, my design I gave up, my plan was accepted, but not my name, my work, but someone else's name," Gildan clasped tightly onto the liquor glass she was holding.


"Didn't your dream come true if you accepted an arranged marriage?" Nesya snatched the glass of drink Gildan was holding, then straightened the drink itself. After the drink ran out, Nesya smiled slightly.


"Why your dream project?" Ask Nesya.


"I don't know, suddenly my future-in-law said that he couldn't appoint me as an Architect for the construction, without the reason that my dream ran aground, '" she said.


"I want a deal with you" Nesya whispered in Gildan's ear. "How's it?" Ask Nesya.


"Whatever I do for my dreams" ringis Gildan.


"Patience a little, I will realize your dream, no one can cancel and snatch your dream Beib," whispered Nesya.


"But spend the night with me, so long as we're not together," Nesya's hand swagged to some part of Gildan's body.


"Wait, what is your relationship with the young master of the Emanuel Group? I don't want to have any business with the young businessmen who control this whole town."


"Call beib, he's just a crazy lover, that's my business."


"Where are we?" Ask Gildan.


"Ordinary place" whispered Nesya.


They leave the club that night, Nesya leaves her car with her friend, while she leaves with Gildan. Somewhere where he used to spend time with Gildan.


***


From 9 pm, until the clock shows at 12 pm, Pram is still faithfully waiting for Mark at Mark's residence. Without any clarity as to whether Mark would want to see her. All this she did for the happiness of her only daughter Ara. It is not easy to enter Mark's residence, must pass various security procedures, but for the sake of Ara's happiness, Pram is willing to do all this. His heart was very worried that Gildan would decide the matchmaking because the project let Gildan go, because of an order from Mark. Moreover, seeing Gildan's reaction this afternoon when he visited said the cancellation of the Gildan project. Gildan looked so beaten.


In Mark's house. Iqmal approached Mark who looked busy. "Sorry young master, the person who came was still waiting for you" said Iqmal slowly.


"I can't take it sir" replied Mark coldly.


"When it comes it's a father, does the lord-"


"Well, I'll see him" Mark left Iqmal.


Mark has great respect for Iqmal, even though Iqmal is only the butler in his mansion. But for Mark, Iqmal was like a father, always giving advice slowly to him.


Although Mark respected him, did not make Iqmal a big head, he still professionally carried out the duties of the stewards of all the servants who worked in the mansion. Moreover, Mark gave him a special house for him, his son and his wife. The house was right at the back of Mark's mansion, a row with mes (rooms lined up like a boarding house) specifically for all of Mark's attendants.


All of Mark's aides under the orders of Iqmal and his wife Halia, while the only daughter of Iqmal was studying at a faculty, financed by Mark. All the male servants have direct affairs with Iqmal, while the female servants have direct affairs with Halia. If there is a complicated problem, then Abi and Gimar will punish them.


Pram who was still daydreaming thought of Gildan, his daydreams jolted at the sound of footsteps. Pram immediately got up. "Good night young master Mark Lew-" Pram did not continue his words seeing enough cues from Mark.


"Just go ahead" Mark said so arrogantly.


Mark's breath was so heartbreaking for Pram, I don't know if he could make his point. But Mark's stern gaze was even more frightening. "Sir, can I ask for clarity, why you decided to cooperate"


"Eum!" Mark shouted while raising his hand. Immediately Pram was silent, unable to speak anymore.


"I don't like your Architecture, if you want to continue this project, replace your Architect, or let go of this project" Mark stood up, he began to step away from Pram.


"My son's marriage depends on this project, my son loves the Architect very much, they will get married if I am able to realize the dream of Gildan, the Architect," Pram pleaded.


"What's difficult? Find another man for your daughter" Mark left Pram.


"If he doesn't come out too, drag him out!" Mark's orders on his security.


Long journey, finally Pram to his home. The house looked dark, because at one o'clock in the night everyone must have fallen asleep. Pram could not close his eyes. One side, his current effort is important, one side is Ara's happiness with Gildan. Gildan wants to be with Ara as long as she gets the position.


Pram was confused what step to take, without feeling, his eyes closed. Pram fell asleep on the guest sofa in his house.


***


Morning time.


"Mamaaa, what breakfast is already si--" Ara's speech stopped seeing her sleeping papa in a sitting position on the sofa. Ara immediately approached her papa.


"Papa," said Ara while gently patting Pram's shoulder.


"Hem?" Pram jerking.


"Papa sleep here?"


"Papa overslept dear," answered Pram trying to rise.


"Papa wash your face first, we have breakfast, I want to go to school, soon we pass the reward" cried Ara.


Pram tried to smile even though it was very heavy.


"Well, when will Gildan and I get married?" Ask Ara.


Deggg!


Pram's heart seems to be dislodged.


"Nakal now you are, you want to get married!" Arum came straight to pinch Ara.


"Mamaaa," whined Ara.


"Let's have breakfast" cried Arum. Arum walks first leaving Ara and Pram.


"Ara, what if you and Gildan break up?" Ask Pram.


"I won't marry forever, I love Gildan's reward" replied Ara, imagining Gildan.


Pram's feelings are increasingly tormented by seeing the enormous love of Ara for his best friend's child.


"Ayukkk pah, we have breakfast," whined Ara.


"You first baby, papa wants to take a shower first, you just eat first, do not wait for papa," cried Pram.


Ara stepped her feet towards the dining table, she walked while jumping up and down to imagine Gildan who would be her partner later.


"Does it have to be this expensive to make amends for my little daughter?" Ringis Pram's heart continued to stare at Ara who stepped so cheerfully.


When Pram enters his workroom, he prepares some papers before meeting Ana and Sammy Gildan's parents. The decision of Pram is currently unanimous. He would take this path to keep everyone feeling. It is very difficult to take this decision, but he thinks this step is the best at the moment to take.


As Pram descended towards the dining room, there was no longer the figure of his spoiled little princess. "Ara's gone, huh?" Ask Pram to Arum.


"Here, it's soon the exam, Ara has to go in early, said Ara there are additional activities."


"Well, we can't keep our promise to Ana and Samy, but Gildan accepted this matchmaking because of this project, another company agreed with Gildan's design, but they asked that Gildan not take care of it" ringis Pram.


"You mean, they like Gildan's hard work, but they don't want to use Gildan's name?" Arum is hysterical, he imagines how Gildan feels as well as how her best friend Ana feels.


"They gave papa two decisions" Pram told of an offer from Mark's company if they still wanted to continue their cooperation project.


"It's a heavy reward" ringis Arum.


"It's so heavy, that's why you're going to see Sammy and Ana after breakfast."


"Yes, yes" pinta Arum.


Pram nodded, he immediately started his morning breakfast.