I'm (Not) a Cheap Woman

I'm (Not) a Cheap Woman
Lamar Him!



Arka who was almost desperate, now looked at her father's eyes with hope.


“Please give me a chance to do this, Pa. I promise I will marry Nisa if I can't prove the truth.”


“Cannot. You must marry that woman immediately. Do not let the gestational age later older than your marriage age,” said Mr. Pradipta.


“We won't get married, Pa. I can definitely prove that I am innocent.”


“How do you prove your innocence? CCTV in the office, died last night.” Mr. Pradipta gave a pause. “Already, don't argue anymore. Today also we have to go to the woman's house to apply,” he added.


“No, Pa. I want to marry Dara, not Nisa.”


Mr. Pradipta stared intently at his son. “Makanya, if you want to marry Dara, do not sleep with other women.”


“How many times do I have to say? I don't sleep with him.” So frustrated, Arka to pull her hair rough.


Not reaching the consensus, Mr. Pradipta took Arka to another room. They'll just talk four eyes in there.


“Your marriage is only temporary, the important thing is that you marry the woman first. You can divorce her later. But not immediately! To keep our family and company's good name, divorce her at least two years after your wedding.”


“What kind of idea is Pa? My decision has been unanimous, anyway I do not want to marry if not with Dara.”


“Yes already, if you want. The best solution is not. Get your name out of the family card. Don't expect you to get my inheritance. Because of all our family property later, I love Daniel only.”


Mr. Pradipta stepped away and slowly left the Ark.


“Best solution how? I was clearly harmed. Best of it if no one is harmed.”


“You were not harmed at all. Because you just have to marry that woman. Make her a wife for two years. After that you are free to divorce him to return with Dara.”


“So Papa agrees with me Dara?” ask Arka with teary eyes. He thought no one was on his side.


“I'm sure I agree. Dara is beautiful and kind. If you marry him, your son is not only handsome, but kind as well. Dara is also ingenious, perfect for being a CEO partner like you.”


A glimmer of hope is now contained in Arka's smile. “Thank you, Pa. In that case, I am ready to apply for Nisa.”


“Sama-sama, Son. Don't let our plan get caught by your mama. He is not with anyone else. Especially if you know that the woman is poor, your mother must have added sympathy to her. If so, so we are silenced.”


“Definitely, Pa. How do you know that women are poor? So, if Papa agrees with me more with Dara, why did Papa hit me so hard?”


“I find out. Therefore, later after marriage, you often love him food that can abort the womb. I would not have a granddaughter from the womb of a poor woman like her. Trouble hit earlier, I intentionally. Let me look authoritative in front of your mama.”


“Iya, Pa. Nor would I have a child from the womb of a cheap woman like Nisa.” Arka followed her father.


Finally, this morning's problems can be passed thanks to the solution given by his father. A solution that is beneficial to her family, but detrimental to Nisa's family.


Mr. Pradipta arrived first in the family room. He sat back as if nothing had happened between him and Arka.


“How is Arka's decision, Pa? You've managed to persuade him?”


“Iya, Mother. I have advised him to be well, so that the man is responsible. He had already agreed to propose to the woman today as well.”


At exactly 10 o'clock, when the sun was heating up the earth, after the rain this morning. At Farel's direction, Arka and his entourage arrive at Nisa's house.


The sound of the roar of the vehicle from outside, seized the attention of Faridah who was giving a massage to the husband.


He quickly stepped towards the door. And stood in front of the house with a look of wonder, when he saw some people coming out of a luxury car parked in front of his house.


Even so, Faridah's mother did not approach. He was just waiting for those who came to him. After all, how could such a group of rich people search for such a poor person?


Although a bit awkward, Ms. Faridah still tried to look relaxed. “Yes, Nisa is inside. Want me to call?”


Ma'am Haifa smiled sweetly. “Oh yes, can Ma'am. We also want to go into.”


“You entered into my house?” Ms. Faridah scrunched her eyebrows.


“Iya, Mum.”


“Oh. Then, let's go in! But sorry in advance, in our rented no sofa,” reply bu Faridah quickly.


“It's okay, Mom. We have no problem sitting in a regular chair.”


Ms. Farida swallowed her saliva. “We also don't have regular seats, Bu.” He smiled wryly then.


“Sorry mom, I didn't mean to. Sitting on the floor is okay too, Miss.”


“If floor, we have Bu. Let's please come in!”


Arka and her family came in.


Upon arriving in the living room, Farel stared fixedly at the contents of Nisa's contract. This was the first time he had seen the contents of Nisa's residence. Usually he only saw the outside when driving the girl home.


In honor of the guests who came, sir


Nugroho tried to sit down. While Farida's mother, she approached Nisa who was asleep in the room.


Actually, the mother of two children was not happy to wake her child. But what can be said, the guest is looking for him. “Nisa, wakeup! There are guests who are looking for you,” he said while shaking the shoulder of the baby.


“Who Ma?” reply Nisa lazy.


“I also don't know who they are. Comeup! Wear hijab, outside there are four men.”


“Don't-don't, that's Mr Arka's man to teach me a lesson? But where are there such polite criminals?” monologue Nisa in the heart.


She put on a headscarf and walked into the living room.


Like irony...


Arka who was angry with him this morning, was also there. He sat down with Farel and three others who Nisa had seen for the first time.


Nisa thought, Arka will not care about her condition at all. But now, Arka and her family are at her house. It's like someone who would propose.


“So last night Arka was drunk because of this woman? Plain face as soon as he said trap? Unreasonable,” inner Daniel without turning his eyes away from Nisa.


Nisa sits next to her father. His eyes looked puffy, must have been crying for a long time.


“You're Nisa?” ask Faridah ma'am.


“Iya, Mom. Sorry in advance, is this what's been busy here?”


Ms. Faridah nudged Mr. Pradipta gently with her left elbow. “Pa, you're the one talking.”


Mr. Pradipta took over. “So like this, the purpose of our arrival here, none other than and not is to propose to the children of the Father and Mother to be part of our family. So wife for our son, Arka.”


“Probably indeed Arka outlined for Nisa,” thought Farel. He tried to make peace with the situation.