Forced to Marry at a Young Age

Chapter 91 (Parent's Love )

A few days stay at home alone makes Arsha a little saturated.Today Arsha decided to look around the tea plantations owned by his father.

Since moving to Jakarta and settling there, Arsha does not want to know about all that because for him his dream is the main one.

Arsha, who saw Heri as her father's confidant, stopped her immediately.

"Wait for Mang, I will join Mamang to the garden" he said.

Heri smiled happy to see her employer was now concerned with the efforts of her parents.During the past year the condition of Hermawan who is sick makes Heri have to go back and forth to report all the problems about the plantation to his employer.Today after Arsha came home and holding the plantation itself will facilitate his work.

"Come, Den." Heri lets Arsha walk first to the car.

"Sister." Ziva looked at her husband who was about to leave.

Hearing Ziva's call makes Arsha stop his steps and tells Heri to leave first.

"What's wrong?" Arsha looked at Ziva.

"Where are you going?I'm coming," whine Ziva.

Since becoming pregnant his wife was so spoiled that she did not want to be separated from him for a second.

"Rest Brother doesn't want you to get tired, look after our baby." Arsha stroked Ziva's stomach.

Instead of understanding and according to Ziva even struggling in his hands.The man scratched his own nape that does not itch to respond to his wife's attitude.The behavior of the promise is because it contains the fruit of their love makes him have to be extra patient even though sometimes his wife is excessive.

Arsha stepped carefully leading his wife towards the car.

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"Is all this your father's?" asked Ziva when he was in the expanse of tea gardens that were somehow tens of hectares.

The man nodded with his wife's question.

"Your family is so rich then for what Brother painstakingly works for someone else.You are the only child and automatically everything will fall into your hands." Ziva looked closely at the man beside him.Either what was in his mind to leave all and choose to start all from zero.

Ziva really did not expect Arsha's parents were really this rich not to mention tea plantations in some other places, Arsha was indeed quite a family to be in but it did not occur to her mind they were much richer than what she had expected.

"I have nothing but the heart that I have given you.All this belongs to my parents," he said.

At that time Ziva was really amazed at the humble nature of her husband because that's what made her fall in love with the man who is next to her now.

Suddenly Arsha's phone rings which turns out to be her mother who told her to go home soon.Without wasting time Arsha and Ziva immediately slide home.

"What's wrong, ma'am?" Arsha looked at her well-dressed mother as well as her father who seemed to want to leave.

"Antar Mom and yah go." Dina demands her husband to go to the car and Arsha helps him.

"You're coming, too, son." Dina looked at Ziva who was still standing in his place.After saying the woman then entered the car and sat next to her husband in the back seat while Ziva sat beside Arsha.

Several times Arsha asked her father and mother where to go but their answers remained the same making Arsha and Ziva stared at each other not understanding the purpose of his father and mother.

Arsha's car stopped in a very luxurious house.The house was 3-story with a dominant white paint color typical of Europe complete several rows of cars parked in the garage of the house.

Ziva looked up in admiration staring at the luxurious mansion in front of him.

"This house is your home, son, Father and Mother have long prepared this house for you and your wife later and now you are married automatically the house becomes yours" explained Hermawan.

Arsha was astonished by what her father said.During this relationship is not so good even Arsha had considered himself not recognized as a child but in fact, they prepared all this for him without his knowledge.

"Dad." Arsha looked at her father's day and immediately prostrated at his father's feet.The man cried for all that his parents did who loved him so much even though he had never made them both happy.

Ziva immediately hugged Dina because she was touched by all the kindness of her mother and her father-in-law who loved her and her husband so much.

Every parent only wants their children to be happy even though sometimes they themselves forget to make themselves happy.Who would have thought Arsha's parents were so rich because the house they live in is not comparable to the house they currently live in given to Arsha.Sedari little Arsha to date they remain in that house, a house that is quite simple compared to all the wealth they have.

The four entered the house and were greeted by a man who served as a butler who took care of all the needs there and several other servants who welcomed.But there, not yet, Arsha and Ziva again amazed the contents of the house so neat and elegant furniture and interior of the house that makes them speechless again.

"Why are you doing all this Mom, Dad?" Arsha stared fixedly at his two masters with the same gaze.The man immediately embraced both because that was all he could give even though all was not comparable to what they did.

"Where's Dad's room, I'll take you to rest."

Arsha looked around the house but at that time Hermawan said, "Dad's room, is in the old house?"

"What do you mean, this is your house too.I don't care that Dad and Mom should stay here too!" arsha was not to be denied.

This time Arsha will not let his parents live apart from him.10 Years is enough time for him to no longer leave his parents because Arsha promised him from now on will make both happy.

"Rest Daddy." Arsha covered his father's body. "And Mom, don't do anything because there's a maid in this house." Arsha looked at Dina who was about to step somewhere.

"Mother just ...."

"Sit down!What do you want for the service to be prepared." Arsha pointed to the phone on the nightstand, which was usually connected to the kitchen.

A few minutes later the service brought 2 glasses of orange juice and a snack to the room.

"Break up, Mother!I'll see my wife in the room."

The man stepped away towards the main room which was none other than his room with Ziva.

"What are you doing?" Arsha stared intently at his wife who was seen banging her own face.

"Why are you hurting yourself?" Arsha stroked Ziva's slightly flushed face as he patted her repeatedly.

Not the answer at that time that came out of his mouth but the smile that made Arsha more anxious and then kissed him.

"Are you happy, my Queen?"

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"My queen?" Ziva repeated her husband's last words with flushed cheeks in embarrassment.

"Just you I'm happy and you treat me like a queen with all this.I ...."

Ziva did not continue his words because he currently chose to hold the man because his happiness can no longer be explained in words.