FORCED TO MARRY PARIBAN

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After finishing breakfast, Ardhi immediately sent a message to Anggun.

Assalamualaikum Deck, good morning. We have to meet today. There are many things you want to talk about. What time do you have?

Just sent, the blue tick is already visible. That's a sign that the woman has read the message.

Salam Walaikum, Twelve noon Bang. At restaurant A.

The woman deliberately set her time at lunch. Because, he wanted to spend more time with that man. Meeting Ardhi was difficult. This is the second time they will meet. After the first meeting at the restaurant, there was a quarrel between Tara and Ardhi. Because, Ardhi wants Dew back to him.

After reading the message from Anggun. Ardhi dragged his steps into his mother's room. The woman did not want breakfast in the dining room. He's still acting sick. Actually Ibu Jerniati is not sick. He just pretended and pleaded with their family Doctor to follow his play.

At first the Doctor did not want to, but the speechless Mother Jerniati, begged. Because he wants his son to get married quickly. Though the case of Ibu Jerniati hospitalized is just acid reflux disease rose. But, he told his son that he had heart disease.

Ardhi who was thinking a lot at that time, because the new Dewun left. No more checking his mother's medication and medical records. To this day, the play is still being played.

"Ma, Ardhi left for work first. Mom ate and took medicine. Ardhi could not accompany Mama at home. The work piles up Ma. Later Ardhi will meet with Anggun." Ardhi spoke full of tenderness, summarizing the hand of the woman who gave birth to him sadly.

"Dear, thank you very much for marrying Anggun." Sumringah's face looks real on Jerniati's mother.

Ardhi, who had no other choice, would finally accept Anggun as his wife. But before the wedding. He wanted to talk to that woman about something.

"Yes Ma, Ardhi is leaving first." Ardhi kissed the back of his mother's hand and the top of her head. Ardhi loved his mother very much. Because, his mother was so persistent in fighting for it, even though she could only taste high school education.

Ardhi was able to go to college, after working with Mr. Zainuddin and had his own company.

Ardhi did not visit Melati at all. Because, indeed he had no taste whatsoever on that woman.

When the car exits the gate. A handsome man like a student in Padang Pak Satpam. He was Ilham, the man was being interrogated, what was his intention and purpose in coming to the house.

"I'm a friend of Melati sir. I want to see him. He's sick again. " Ilham's words were heard by Ardhi from inside the car. Now Ardhi's car is right next to Ilham.

Ardhi stared fixedly at Ilham from the car he was riding in. The car's glass is still tightly closed.

"What is this man that Mama said." Ardhi bathed, watching the man from head to toe. Handsome, that was the current value of the man in Ardhi's eyes.

Ardhi's car drove, Ilham stepped into the house, which was accompanied by Pak Satpam from the side door, to get to Melati's room faster.

Earlier this month Melati sent a message to Ilham. He wanted to make a sick letter and later it was given to Butet. Starting from midnight until morning, Butet's phone is not active. Hence Melati reported Ilham. It was hoped that Ilham would go to his campus to find Butet and give him his sick letter. Because the campus is Ilham and Melati face to face.

Tok tok...

Ilham knocked on the door of her room Melati, after Pak Satpam delivered her to the front of the woman's room.

"Assalamualaikum Mel, this is Abang Ilham." The Inspiration's voice surprised Melati. He felt nervous. His heart is beating already. The man came. Though Melati did not ask him to come to see her. Where it's still seven in the morning.

Still in a limp state, Melati lowered her infusion fluid from the support pole, holding the liquid. He also stepped towards the door of his room.

With the hand that held the infusion, Melati opened the door for Inspiration.

When the door opened, the man she loved appeared, smiling sweetly at her. Melati returned the smile with a shy blush.

"Here is my brother holding the infusion." Inspiration immediately grabbed the liquid from his hand Melati. Melati felt hesitant, to invite Inspiration into the. There's no way they're alone in that room. That is why he chose to approach Ilham.

Indeed, Melati did not expect, Inspiration would visit him. He asked for help with a sick letter.

As Melati looked down, she saw a shiny black pentofel shoe before her. Instantly Melati raised her face.

"Master," he said politely and in shock, again lowering his gaze. While Ilham had been staring closely at Ardhi who was standing next to him in his cool style. Their appearance is very contrasting.

Ardhi is neat with a black suit, while Ilham only wears a short-sleeved blue shirt with a small box motif combined with a softpink color with black silvery pants. Student outfit model in general.

"For Sir!" Finally Ilham greeted Ardhi politely.

"Again" the two men sat against each other, trying to make a good impression. Then Ardhi turned to look at Melati.

"How are you doing Mel?" Ardhi watched the woman closely. The pale face is still clearly visible.

"It's a little better sir. No more vomiting." Respond politely.

"Still snorting?" Melati was embarrassed by her employer's question. He glanced at Ilham who was still holding his infusion liquid.

"Yes, sir" he replied slowly.

"If you're not well, why stand here. You lie down." Said Ardhi, trying to grab the infusion liquid from his hand Ilham. But, Inspiration does not give it. The man followed Melati's steps, now the three humans are already in her room Melati.

When he was about to lie down, Ilham helped Melati by holding the woman's hand, after the infusion was hung again.

"I told Bi Kom to take care of you. Why is no one taking care of you? there's a lot of service." Melati was silent, not daring to answer. Afraid of speaking wrongly. While Ilham glanced at Ardhi's lyrics next to him who was sitting on a plastic chair. Inspiration is judging Ardhi the master.

Ilham was sure, her master Melati it must have a taste in the woman. Cook an employer taking care of a waiter.

"Later I'll have someone accompany you here." Now Ardhi glanced at Ilham. Ardhi felt Inspiration staring at him continuously. Sure enough, when Ardhi glanced at Ilham. The man turned his face away.

"Yes, sir, thank you." There's no way Melati keeps quiet. If you just shut up, he seems to not appreciate his employer talking.

"Ardhi, why are you still here? didn't you have half an hour to go to work?" mother Jerniati's voice sounded loud and full of annoyance in the doorway of the room.

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