Forced to marry Young Miss Arogan

Rare man

Aditya immediately smiled his smile upon hearing the decision of the arrogant Young Miss who changed his mind.

"Thank you Miss."

"There's no need to thank me, because I'm doing all this for myself. I must watch over you directly, lest you divulge this secret to your future wife. You wait here, I'll take my bag for a second!"

Aditya simply nodded his head and looked towards the woman who had already walked into the Mansion.

Meanwhile inside the Mansion, Abymana and Qisya, watching the interaction of her daughter from behind a glass window, walk straight to the sofa and pretend to read newspapers and magazines when she sees her daughter entering the Mansion.

"It looks like Queen is going to go with the man she paid to be her pretend lover dear" Qisya told the man next to her.

"Let them go. Let's just say it's for their approach before they get married."

Abymana immediately stopped talking after seeing the silhouette of her beloved daughter.

Queen looked at her parents who were busy reading, then she walked up to the two people she loved.

"Dad, Mom, I want to go with Aditya for a while. We have some business to finish!"

Abymana and Qisya immediately put down the newspapers and magazines he read, and stared at his daughter.

"Okay, honey, go! Oh yes, you guys invite Aditya to go buy a wedding ring for tomorrow's wedding. Because Daddy and Mommy don't know the size of your fingers. So it would be better if you guys bought it yourself."

"Yes Mom, I'll go to the jewelry store."

"Later the money will be Daddy transfer, so you do not need to use your personal money. Because Daddy wants to pay for all your wedding expenses."

"As far as Daddy is concerned, I will follow Daddy and Mommy's will. Am I not entitled to my own life at all?"

After revealing her scathing sentence, Queen started walking leaving her parents up the stairs leading to her room to pick up her bag.

While Abymana and Qisya sat at each other and both shook their heads to see the behavior of his daughter.

"Look at your daughter, your genes are a hundred percent down on her. And what I was afraid of a long time ago was like this, Queen grew up to be a very arrogant girl. He lived in America too long. It's because you're the one who always indulges and obeys all her wishes, baby!"

"Actually I used to strongly disagree when Queen wanted to study in America, because no one would advise her if she lived abroad for a long time. He was getting closer to Azriel because he was in the same country. That's why the Queen is infatuated with Azriel and does not care about Azriel's status."

Abymana did not feel angry at all when she saw his wife scolding him.

"I have absolutely no heart to resist the desire of Queen who wants to become the best bone specialist doctor Love. You know for yourself that our daughter aspires to become a Podiatrist because considering that she was a child almost permanently disabled because of the accident."

"Isn't it his good intention to be able to heal people with bone disorders a noble intention and should we support it? That's the reason that made me follow his wish. However, I never thought at all that Queen would end up obsessing over Azriel."

"It never occurred to me that the Queen would be crazy about your ex-lover. Perhaps because of the mistake I made in the past for taking you from a man as good as Azriel, it is now my daughter who bears the consequences of my mistakes."

Qisya shook her head, "Have it, there is no need to discuss it anymore. All that is the past, now we just think of a way to make Queen and Aditya can both fall in love after marriage. I really hope that a Sholeh man like Aditya can change Queen's vices and make her a devoted woman to her husband."

"I'm sure he's a good man who can change our daughter. Good thing last night I immediately asked what happened at the hospital to the guards who guard Queen, so we can know that Aditya was only met by Queen last night."

"And Queen threatened the guards not to tell me, but the bodyguards took more care of their lives, for being straight with me. Turns out your daughter's high IQ can't beat her Daddy's ingenuity"

Abymana and Qisya heard the sound of footsteps from the Queen rushing down the stairs.

"Dad, Mom, I'm leaving!"

"Be careful dear," replied Abymana and Qisya simultaneously.

"Hello Assalamualaikum's. Can we meet now? There's something I want to tell you. But before that, I want to apologize to you. I'll explain everything later when we meet. We met at the coffee shop in Raharja Mall. I'm waiting for you there! Assalamualaikum."

Aditya put his phone back in his pants pocket, and he turned around as soon as he heard the voice of the woman behind him.

"So you invited your real wife to meet at Raharja Mall? Smart as well as you apparently, don't you want to show him that you will marry the daughter of the owner of Raharja Mall? Incidentally, I will also buy a wedding ring for our fake wedding tomorrow. Daddy told me to buy it."

"I'm really lazy, because it's just a fake wedding. But I can't refuse Daddy's orders. All this I'm doing so Daddy doesn't feel suspicious of me."

"Well Miss, we better obey all the orders of Miss's parents. Being a devoted child is the best thing we have to do. Can we go now?"

"Of course, I'd like to see what a poor man like you tastes like."

Queen walked towards the car that was ready with the driver. Then he got in the car.

Aditya intended to get into the car and sit next to the Young Miss, but the refusal of Queen and direct her hand to sit in front next to the driver made her obey the orders of the woman.

"You sit in front!"

"None right."

The luxury car began to drive away from the Raharja family Mansion and split the traffic jam in the capital.

An atmosphere of silence was immediately created in the luxury car, Queen with her mind who was currently thinking about the man she still loved very much.

I'm not gonna let another guy get in the car that gave you My Hot Daddy. That's why I used another car when I went out with this poor guy.

While Aditya thought about how to say that he would marry another woman without having to hurt the feelings of the woman he loved so much.

I'm sorry Sabrina, maybe we're not a match. We must part ways, I hope you will find a man who can love you more than me. Ii'm sorry.

After traveling for approximately thirty minutes, the luxury car began to enter the Raharja Mall area. Aditya got out of the car, as well as Queen who had stepped out after being opened the door by the driver.

Queen looked at Aditya who was clearly agitated, "Are you currently afraid of meeting your real wife?"

Aditya only smiled faintly as he shook his head, "I rather feel like a bad person because I will break off the relationship with the woman that means so much in my heart Young Miss."

"If that woman really loves you, she'll be waiting for you. So don't worry, you will definitely unite with her one day after we end our fake marriage. So don't think of anything, because you're only parting temporarily with your real wife."

After revealing a sentence as if to comfort the man next to her, the reflex of Queen's hand patted Aditya on the shoulder.

Aditya turned to the woman who patted him on the shoulder, and instantly his dense netra immediately satirized with the brownish netra of Queen. For a moment both of them stared at each other without blinking, as if observing the perfect sculpture of each.

Queen who realized from the act of patting Aditya's shoulder immediately lowered her hand and was seen immediately turning her face to look in any direction.

"Uupss ... sorry, I forgot that you are a pretentious man who will not come into contact with a woman by always saying no muhrim. I became curious, if it is like that, it means you have never been in physical contact with your real wife, right? I never thought there was such a rare man like you."

"My future husband is indeed a rare man and very extraordinary Miss."

Aditya and Queen immediately turned their heads towards the source of the voice, and saw a woman already walking closer towards them with a sweet smile.

"Sabrina?"

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