Forced to Marry My (Small) Friend
Season 2's. Jasmine and her Love Story 12 (Later Triplets A)

Mr. Kareem has arrived at the restaurant of one of the 5-star hotels, along with Mr. Farhan and Mrs Diah. Mr. Kareem smiled satisfied with his choice of place. They entered the VVIP room. Mr. Farhan wants his show to seem simple to make it feel more family. Mr. Farhan only invited his family members and Jasmine. While Mr. Kareem forced to invite Mrs Dilara and Meira as well.

"How's Farhan, the place I ordered was good, right?" ask Mr. Kareem proudly.

"Yes very good, Pa. Thank you, Pa?" said Mr. Farhan.

"Thank you very much, Papa," said Mrs Diah with a happy smile.

"Heemm" replied Mr. Kareem.

Madame Diah just smiled knottyly. Madame Diah was used to the cold and indifferent attitude of her father-in-law.

"Assalamualaik."

Evan arrives with a beautiful bouquet of roses in his hand.

"Getishalight."

"Daddy and Mommy's Happy Anniversary. May it always last. And hopefully Evan can also soon follow your sustainability," said Evan while giving a bouquet of flowers to his mother.

"Thank you dear" said Madame Diah, kissing her son's cheek.

"Thank you, Son. Daddy wishes that you and Jasmine could be together soon" said Mr. Farhan.

Mr. Kareem who heard his son's prayer just rolled his eyes.

"Why did you come alone? Where's Daddy's favorite son-in-law?" ask Mr. Farhan.

"Maybe he's too busy Farhan, don't expect too much of his arrival. Alvaro's family is a workaholic" said Mr. Kareem.

"Daddy need not worry. Jasmine must have come, Dad. Coincidentally Evan was meeting in a place far enough from Alvaro Group and not unidirectional. If Evan had to pick up Jasmine first, Evan was afraid we would be late" Evan replied.

"Jasmine is coming with Triplets A" whispered Evan.

"Are you serious?"

Evan nodded while blinking his one eye. Mr. Farhan's face immediately beamed. Mr. Farhan misses Axel and Helena's three children, who already consider them to be his own grandchildren.

"What about your meeting? Is everything going well?" ask Mr. Farhan.

"Thank God everything went well, Dad. Mr. Hendrawan unhesitatingly signed a letter of cooperation with our company," replied Evan.

Mr. Kareem rounded his eyes when he saw three identical twins with faces reminiscent of those he hated so much, walking towards their room.

"Looks like my eyes are troubled" muttered Mr. Kareem as he rubbed his eyes.

"Papa why? Papa's eyes hurt?" ask Mrs Diah.

"Eitherway. My eyes seem to be troubled. I was like looking at Alexander on the faces of the three children" replied Mr. Kareem while pointing at Triplets A.

Mr. Farhan laughed.

"Both of Papa's eyes have no problem. The three of them did inherit the face of their great-grandfather, Mr. Alexander Alvaro," said Mr. Farhan.

Mr. Kareem rounded his eyes.

"It seems like my arrival to this country has become a nightmare for me. Every day I have to meet with the descendants of Alvaro," muttered Mr. Kareem.

Mr. Farhan immediately stood up to greet the arrival of Triplets A and Jasmine who were walking behind his three nephews.

"Assalamualaikum," Jasmine said as she entered the room.

"Getishalight."

"Arkana, Arshaka, Arshila," called Mr. Farhan as he spread out his arms.

"Grandpa Farhan" exclaimed Triplets A.

The three of them immediately ran into Mr. Farhan's arms.

"Grandpa misses you three."

Mr. Farhan kissed the cheeks of Triplets A alternately.

"Grandpa fat," whined the three of them.

Mr. Farhan was confused to hold the three adorable twins.

"One of Granny Diah's lumps huh. Pity Grandpa can not if you have to hold the three of you," said Mrs Diah.

"Granny." Arsyila ran into Madam Diah's arms.

"Master Kareem," called Jasmine as she was about to salim.

Mr. Kareem flinched. Since then Mr. Kareem was agitated to see the closeness of his son and daughter-in-law with the great-grandson of Mr. Alex, even they looked like grandparents with their own grandchildren.

"Eukkham!"

Mr. Kareem gave his hand.

"Arkana, Arshaka and Arshila. This is Grandpa Farhan's father, Uncle Evan's grandfather. His name is Mr. Kareem Sahir."

Mr. Farhan introduced his father to Triplets A. Arkana, Arshaka and Arshila immediately descended and approached Lord Kareem. Mr. Kareem looks awkward.

"Assynolajet. Grandpa great-grandfather, my name is Arkana. This is my twin sister Arshaka and Arsyila."

Arkana politely introduces herself and her twin sisters. Triplets immediately salim and kiss the back of Mr. Kareem's hand in turn. Mr. Kareem was stunned by the attitude of the twins who looked polite and more mature than their age.

"mmm... Can Arsyila kiss Grandpa's great-grandfather's cheek?" arsyila asked with her adorable look.

Mr. Kareem smiled. "Of course a pretty boy. Come here." Come here."

Arsyila went up to Mr. Kareem's lap and kissed Mr. Kareem on both cheeks.

"Great-grandfather is handsome, like Opa my great-grandfather," Arsyila chuckled Mr. Kareem.

Arsyila immediately went down and sat on Evan's lap, while Arkana and Arshaka sat in their own seats, next to Evan.

"Sir Cemal didn't come to Dad?" ask Jasmine.

"No, Son. At the moment his wife is young pregnant and is not allowed to travel far, ", replied Mr. Farhan.

"Well, congratulations Daddy, Mommy. Soon your first grandchild will be here" Jasmine said.

"Thank you, baby," said Madame Diah with a happy smile.

Mr. Kareem sees Mrs Dilara and Meira entering the restaurant. His smile immediately expands.

"Finally Dilara and Meira came" cried Mr. Kareem.

Sringg...

Triplets A instantly directed their eagle gazes towards Meira.

"So this caterpillar who wants to disturb uncle Evan and aunty Jasmine," inner the three of them.

Meira walks while hugging her body wearing a tight sleeveless dress, just like her mother.

"Mom, why am I suddenly goosebumps? Look at my pores starting to come out. Is the AC in this restaurant too cold?" ask Meira.

"No. Everything's fine. Never mind, we better hurry up. The Sahir family must have been waiting for our arrival. Smile. You have to put on your prettiest smile in front of Evan" said Mrs Dilara.

Lady Dilara and Meira rush to the VVIP room. Mr. Kareem immediately welcomed their arrival.

"Thank you, Mr. Kareem. Sorry we came late because we had to finish the work at the office first" Mrs Dilara said kindly.

"You're not late. Come on, come on in" said Mr. Kareem.

Madam Dilara and Meira circulated their views. A look of annoyance on their faces upon seeing Jasmine's whereabouts there as well as the three twins who kept staring at them coldly. From their faces, it was predictable they must still have a sibling relationship with Jasmime. Lady Dilara and Meira immediately approached Mr. Farhan and Mrs Diah.

"Happy anniversary yes Om and Aunt. This is a small gift from me to Auntie" Meira said, handing over a paperbag with the logo of one of the branded bags.

"Thank you very much Meira" said Madame Diah with a smile.

"You're too low on Meira. It was not a small but extraordinary gift. Of people who come and join dinner without bringing gifts at all, but bring troops to eat for free" said Mr. Kareem insinuated Jasmine.

"Papa" cried Mr. Farhan.

"I congratulate you both on your anniversary" said Mrs Dilara, whose gaze continues to be on Mr. Farhan.

Madame Diah was not happy to see him.

"Thank you" said Mr. Farhan briefly.

"Basic mom-emak odd. No child is not his mother is equally cheap," Jasmine's inner.

Meira immediately walked over to Evan's chair.

"Little sister, you moved seats because aunty wants to sit here" Meira said with a sweet smile.

"don't want. My place. I'm gonna sit next to Uncle Evan. Aunty just sat there near Kareem's great-grandfather," Arkana replied coldly.

"But...,"

"It's Meira, give up with the little boy" said Mrs Dilara.

Inevitably, Meira relented and sat down beside Mr. Kareem.

"Basic bullies boy. Though I wanted to be close to Evan," Meira grumbled inwardly as she glanced towards Arkana.

Arkana smiled cynically. Madame Dilara walked towards the chair near Madam Diah. Suddenly his foot slipped and fell into the arms of Mr. Farhan. Madame Diah was shocked and endured the pain in her heart. Lady Dilara deliberately kissed Mr. Farhan's coat and left her lip marks there. Mr. Farhan immediately pushed Madame Dilara's body away from him.

"I'm sorry Sir. My leg slipped earlier. I was completely unintentional" said Mrs Dilara with a regretful face.

Madame Dilara smiled when she saw the lipstick stains on Mr. Farhan's coat.

"Geez I'm sorry, sir. My lips unintentionally kissed your shirt, so it made your shirt dirty, "said Lady Dilara in a loud voice.

Madam Diah looked directly at her husband's clothes and saw that there was a trace of Lady Dilara's lipstick attached to her husband's suit. A jealous face mixed with anger. Madame Diah immediately took out a tissue to remove it, but the lipstick marks still did not go away.

"Sorry Madam, my lipstick is matt and waterproof. You need a special cleaning fluid to clean it. I'm sorry," said Mrs Dilara.

Madame Diah just turned her lips.

"Here is no need to be angry. Dilara apologized and she didn't intentionally. It has not been extended again" said Mr. Kareem.

Everyone sat back in their seats. Madame Dilara pursed her lips. Inwardly, she laughed happily as it managed to make Madame Diah jealous.

Jasmine picked up her phone and sent a message to someone. The waiters came and served a special menu for their dinner. Mr. Farhan gave a little welcome and thanked everyone who had been present at the dinner to celebrate his wedding day with his wife, while holding his wife's hand.

Finished with his welcome, Mr. Farhan invited them to start their dinner. Madam Dilara ate her food vigorously. The red dress section of Mrs Dilara on the chest is too low, so it shows her sizable asset hemisphere.

"Oma's in a red dress" call Arsyila.

"Yes dear," replied Lady Dilara, looking at Arsyila.

"Oma and aunty are poor and do not have money, so they have to wear clothes that lack material. Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?" ask Arsyila.

"W-what?" exclaim Mrs Dilara.

"We are not poor, but this is called fashion. Our clothes are expensive. Never mind, you're still a kid, you don't know anything about fashion" said Meira annoyed but trying to hold it.

"Don't get me wrong, even though I was a kid but me and my two sisters know about fashion. What aunty can't see clearly our clothes. Our oma is a famous designer and the boutique is famous to foreign countries and the price is expensive according to quality. But Oma never made clothes less material like that. Beggars out there still wear clothes that do not lack materials. He said he had a lot of money but lost to beggars" said Arsyila without guilt.

Madam Dilara and Meira harden their jaws because they are insulted by a small child in front of a classmate of the Sahir family.

"Love Arsyila, you must not speak like that to an older dear person. Let's apologize to Oma Dilara and Aunty Meira, "Jasmine said softly.

Arsyila snorted in annoyance.

"Arsyila apologizes Oma, Aunty," she said.

"It's okay, dear" replied Lady Dilara with a fake smile.

Suddenly the door opened and the hotel manager entered with his men.

"Good night, Mr and Mrs. Sorry if we were interrupting. I am the manager of A1. We came here to deliver a cake as congratulations from the hotel to the couple Mr. Farhan and Mrs Diah who are celebrating their wedding anniversary today" said the A1 hotel manager.

Mr. Farhan and Mrs Diah immediately stood up and thanked him.

"Miss Jasmine this is the order you requested," said the hotel manager while handing over a paper bag.

"Thank you Miss Sella" said Jasmine.

"Together, Miss. Then we'll excuse you. And have a good time" said Miss Sella.

Jasmine took out a suit from inside the paper bag.

"Daddy, Daddy's best to replace Daddy's dirty suit with this suit. This is my Papa's coat that was deliberately kept here and it's still not used at all" Jasmine said.

Mr. Farhan immediately took off his suit and put on Jasmine's handing suit.

"Thank you" said Mr. Farhan.

"sama Daddy. My dad always said it's not good to wear clothes that have been exposed to dirt that shouldn't be. Moreover, my father suffered from mysophobia, especially to seductresses. Papa usually directly tore and burned his clothes if exposed to dirt like Daddy had earlier," said Jasmine with a smile.

"Why can your father put his suit here? Is he a regular customer of this hotel?" ask Mr. Kareem.

"Not a customer, Pa. But they are the owners of this A1 hotel" replied Mr. Farhan firmly.

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Forced to Marry My (Small) FriendSeason 2's. Jasmine and her Love Story 12 (Later Triplets A)

Forced to Marry My (Small) Friend
Season 2's. Jasmine and her Love Story 12 (Later Triplets A)