FORCED TO MARRY PARIBAN

FORCED TO MARRY PARIBAN
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"Why are you quiet?" Tara stared at the pensive Dew. The woman since getting into the car has not said much and looked out the car window more.


"Sir," Tara finally touched the wife's shoulder. Dew jumped in shock, he held onto his thumping chest, looking at Tara in annoyance. "From that time Brother called, adek no nyahut. What are you thinking?"


"Thinking you.!" The laughing dew taunting.


"Sweett really is." Tara grabbed the Dew fingers and kissed them.


"Start off." Dew pulled his hand, with a face expression pretending to be pouting. The woman was thinking of Ardhi, the ex-lover. He could not believe that Ardhi did what Tara said.


"Have, don't think too much about what you said. My brother just guessed. There's no way Mr. Ardhi is harassing his maid." Tara stroked the hands of the gentle Dew. Give a touch of love to the wife.


It did not feel like they had reached their destination. Tonight Tara and Dewun are attending the wedding reception of business partner Tara.


"After graduation, we'll have our wedding reception in town, okay?" Dew turned to the husband who was holding her. Now they are entering the venue of the event. The event was held at home. Dewun thought they were going to attend a wedding reception at the hotel.


"Yes dear." Dew replied smiling sweetly. He was actually not too interested in having a reception anymore. He's the kind of person who doesn't like to party. But, because this is a big family request from the husband. The dew agrees. Tara said, she wanted to be introduced to all her husband's business partners.


"Waawww.. his show is really cool." Dew is amazed by the concept of Wedding weddings that use the theme of Modern Traditional, which accentuates the cultural side.


"Wedding of the Batak?" tanya Dewun saw the crowd. The show has already begun.


"Yes dear, but the male party is Batak, the female is Malay." Tara kept holding Dew's hand, which she always wanted to let go. The woman wanted to take a closer look at the ongoing event. The manortor event.


Lama Dew pays close attention and full of fantasy, manortor event. Without realizing it, drop by drop the clear liquid had already fallen soaked his white cheeks. He remembered their wedding reception in the village. At that time Dew did not like Tara very much, so she could not absorb the sacred event. He only grumbled inwardly during their customary event.


"Why crying?" Tara shakes his wife's shoulder. Directly lead Dewun walk to sit on a chair not far from the event. Dew quickly wiped her tears with a handkerchief given by her husband.


"Nothing bang. Look at that show, so remember Mom and Dad." Dew lowered his head, he was embarrassed by his former behavior, which always frowned at the customary events they passed.


"Ooh... Tomorrow Brother will ask Bones and Nantulang to come to the house, baby. Don't cry anymore." Tara summarized Dew's face, looking at him fixedly. The dew blushed in shame. She takes both of Tara's hands off her face, turning her eyes towards the buffet.


One of the important things when getting married is the moment of the wedding reception. This moment where the invited guests will be entertained and treated to a variety of foods that are already available. Just like the current couple did.


So many food menus even the bride and groom hooked vendors Starbucks and Sushi Tei.


"Waaah... Is there sushi Tei?" Dew highlights the dishes available in front of him. At that moment the face of the Dew immediately turned sad. Seeing the Sushi tei food, he remembered Ardhi. Sushi Tei is the man's favorite food.


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The dew was slightly surprised to see Ardhi's much-changed appearance. Especially the hair model and body shape Ardhi who looks more muscular.


The two look at each other. In addition to seeing the many physical changes Ardhi, Dewun's mind was also filled with Tara's words, who said that Ardhi committed acts of abuse. Should he ask? but, for what?


"Hi Mr. Ardhi, how are you?" Tara's voice instantly broke the Dew Daydream. The chopsticks in the woman's right hand had fallen already. Yes Dewun wants to try eating sushi.


Ardhi smiled thinly full of compulsion. However, he could not forget the Dew. He still loves that woman.


"Hi Mr. Tara, how are you?" Ardhi immediately welcomed Tara's right hand. The two shook hands full of strength. It was as if the two men were channeling their pent-up anger. Dew Created in fear, looking at the expressions of the two men.


"Good Mr. Ardhi." Tara immediately embraced the Dew. A faint smiling Dew looked at Tara who was also staring at him.


"How's the Dew deck?" Dewun turned to Ardhi. The woman returned the man's faint smile.


"Good bang. Brother how are you?" asked Dew in pleasantries, with a sweet smile adorning her beautiful face. If Dew had smiled like that, Ardhi would have kept staring at Dewun. He likes the faint smile of Dew.


"Yes, as you can see right now." Ardhi moved both of his sharp eyes, showing the many changes he had on him.


"Pak Ardhi looks more handsome and established. It's natural to make a change." This time Tara participated in the process of assessing Ardhi's physique.


"Yes Mr. Tara, there must be a change. Let's not get married again." Replied Ardhi cuek, the three now stand parallel to the position, Dewun is in the middle. Ardhi directly walked over to the Dewun.


"Let's go to that table over there. There's a lot I want to talk about." Ardhi looked at Dewun and Tara in turn, coding with his eyes. So that he followed the couple's husband and wife.


The feeling of Dew was already not calm at this moment. His heart was fast and strong. He was afraid, worried, apprehensive and curious, merging into one.


"Let's go!" Tara grabbed the Dew fingers and grabbed them. Pulling the Dew to follow Ardhi who walked towards the table in the corner of the yard. Yes events are held outdoor.


"Why don't we join Mas Ardhi." The dew remains unmoving from its place


"It's okay. Brother is curious also with the closed case of Mr. Ardhi. Brother wants a match of information." Dew whimpering, do not like the words of the husband. Why does her husband become like a mother who likes gossip.


"Aakkhh, I don't want to, I don't want to look for trouble. Later Mas Ardhi was angry, there continued to be a commotion. I'd be ashamed to bang." Dewun did not want to join Ardhi.


TB


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