Forced to Marry Duda

EPISODE 59

I don't know what kind of delinquent fate is playing with Arumi. At the boutique that he said was the best boutique according to Mr. Ketut, he again met with Marco again. Bule is handsome, with a million stunning charms but with a journey of love full of twists and cuts.

"You here?" Arumi rounded her eyes slightly, trying to make sure her vision was not problematic.

It was true, his eyes were not troubled. With a cheerful smile, Marco waved his hand while the other hand carrying a large goodie bag that did not contain anything.

"Woah, I didn't know you were coming to my boutique."

"Your aunt?" Asked Arumi in a half-surprised tone. How can a guy like Marco, who looks untalented in the world of Fashion have a nice boutique. Even the best one city Bali.

"Yes. This is my boutique." The answer is full of certainty.

Arumi's eyes twinkled, her eyebrows furrowed. Really, he couldn't believe a guy like Marco had a boutique. He was even more suited to be the CEO of a company than the owner of a boutique.

And, realizing that Arumi doesn't believe it's her boutique, Digo approaches. They also walked into the boutique. And, during the walk in that Digo explained the origin of how he could have a boutique in Bali.

"Aren't you a CEO?" Arumi asked recalling Digo's words a few days ago when the two first met.

"Yes. But you must remember my lover's dream, don't you?"

Arumi's head nodded. Still quite clear in Arumi's mind, every word Marco said yesterday about all about his lover.

"Yes, he wants to have a business."

"Boutique business." Marco continued. "He really likes the founder of the famous Channel brand, and hopes to someday have boutiques with well-known brands like Channel. Therefore, he left for England to study fashion and hope to open a beautiful boutique in Indonesia."

Again, Arumi was grounded and excited to hear the story of Marco. From the man's story, it is clear that Arumi can describe how the nature of Marco's lover who has left. A woman who is persistent, hardworking, and perhaps a little ambitious. Oh really, Arumi would love to be that kind of woman. A hard job, persistent, and a little on the season with ambition. For sure, her cosmetics company used to not fall into the hands of others like now.

And, while Arumi was lamenting her fate and admiring Marco's lover, she was suddenly startled with a pat on the back.

The woman was actually sitting on one of the Boutique chairs. Sit alone with Marco while sipping a cup of his favorite warm latte coffee.

Arumi soon awakens from his daydream, and finds Marco as the pat on his shoulder.

"So, what business are you doing coming to my boutique?" Marco asked trying to divert the conversation.

Soon Arumi shuts her mind and returns to her normal state, looking for a pretty dress for her to wear to her husband's colleague's party.

"I need a pretty dress, for me to use it at my husband's colleague's party tonight. Please get me a nice dress and it definitely fits me."

It turns out that it's good too, Marco became the owner of the Boutique. Arumi did not have to bother looking for a dress that was appropriate for her own. He left it to Marco, and Marco would be happy to help him.

Justright. After knowing the purpose of Arumi, Marco immediately got up from his seat and called some boutique employees.

"Bring Arumi to my office. Get Veronica and tell her to bring her best plans to my office." Two of his employees immediately nodded their heads obediently, and immediately followed the orders Marco gave.

"So, what kind of dress do you want?" After arriving at Marco's office. Arumi sat on the long sofa.

The office looks big and very clean. There was only one small table with a chair in the middle of the room. There is also a sofa in matching color with the color of office wall paint, which is blue displayed not far from the entrance. There is also a maroon curtain attached right in the middle of the room as a separator between the long sofa that Arumi now sits on with a table and a small bench.

"A simple but elegant dress." With a slightly stammered tone Arumi replied. Really, the woman was so difficult to answer Marco's words because she was too fascinated by the room where Marco worked.

"Wait a minute. My best boutique designer is coming soon."

And sure enough, not long ago the two servants that Marco had called came along with a middle-aged woman dressed in glamour while carrying many beautiful dresses carefully. Arumi got up from her seat, smiling at the eccentric-dressed middle-aged woman with a slight bow.

"Hello, dear. My name is Veronica Wilhelm, the official designer of the boutique, sir Marco Anderson." The middle-aged woman named Veronica reached out her hand, while introducing herself to the English and British dialect that was so thick.

Embarrassed, Arumi grabbed her hand and they shook hands.

"Hello madame, my name is Arumi." Arumi tried to say with as much courtesy as possible.

"All right." He removed his hands, then told the two servants to hang all the dresses they brought to a special place already in the room.

"She wants a simple dress but looks elegant in the wear." Marco went straight to the point to Veronica. Veronica, who knew what the job was, immediately grabbed one dress and gave it to Arumi without further ado.

"Try this one." Tell him and then ask for help to the two employees earlier to help Arumi change clothes.

With the help of the two officers, Arumi went into a small room hidden behind the office wall. And like a magic, the moment Arumi entered all the blue walls it turned into a large mirror without flaw.

"Who is he? Your woman?" while waiting for Arumi to change clothes, Veronica asked Marco.

As has been the case every time Marco brings a woman to his boutique and is asked by Veronica. Marco will firmly shake his head in denial of Veronica's guess.

"He already has a husband. There's no way I like someone who's married."

Veronica's head nodded. But, from this nod Veronica even returned to say more and more awkward.

"So if she doesn't have a husband, you love her."

Shock, Marco did not immediately respond. Making Veronica who had known him for a very long time became stunned and increasingly curious.

"So, you like it?"

Laughter in that room. Marco laughed so loosely that his eyes narrowed and let out tears.

"No. I just love my lover. I was just kasian to him. Married an impotent man who did not love and he loved."

"You lied, Marco." Suddenly Veronica's tone of voice sounded serious.

Marco stopped his laughter, and turned his head to look at Veronica, who was sipping her coffee.

"I lied?" Marco did not understand.

Veronica's head nodded. "Your eyes show interest in the woman. Attraction is not pity. You can deny and lie to everyone and yourself. But not for me who has known you for a long time. I know, you like that woman, it's all clear from your eyes."

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