
After the Kabul ijab event, Nanda was led by Lavina to enter Gathan's room. Although a little doubt, he finally ventured, they were legal as husband and wife, he thought.
Just a step Nanda set foot in Gathan's room, Nanda suddenly amazed. The room was so spacious and neat. The room, which is dominated by gray and white, really spoils Nanda's eyes. Not only the eyes, his nose was spoiled with a masculine aroma that might come from the perfume of the man who was already her husband.
"Well, neatly wear it! Gini is very yes rich man's room, already big, neat, fragrant. Ish, it must be an expensive perfume!" praise Nanda as she steps slowly towards the sofa in the room. "In the room there is a sofa. Wow, the tv is great!" muttered Nanda while wailing around.
Maybe if anyone saw her acting like that would immediately sneer at Nanda as a village girl. But how else, this was the first time he set foot in the houses and rooms of the rich. It was even the first time he could see the rich man's items and furniture.
"Have you been satisfied to see it?" suddenly the sound of a baritone man sneering made Nanda jerked wrongly. He even raised his right hand and scratched the side of his head because he was too shocked and nervous. I don't know since when Gathan came because he really didn't realize it. Not even the sound of the door.
"Eh .. it .. anu .. sorry, sir. I ... I .. just want to look around." Nanda said nervously.
Gathan the cold, almost expressionless man stepped into the room and sat on one of the single sofas with his right leg crossed over his left leg.
Nanda who was afraid, anxious, nervous, anxious, could only bow his head staring at the abstract-patterned floor which was also dominated by gray.
"You .. "pointing Gathan makes Nanda slightly raise his head to look at Gathan who is sitting relaxed like a big boss. "Do you still want to stand there?" ask Gathan.
Nanda who was confused and did not dare to look directly at Gathan's eyes and also did not dare to sit on the expensive sofa of the man whose status was her husband then sat on the floor making Gathan's eyes round, round, do not stop thinking about the behavior of the girl who has the status of his wife. Instead of sitting on the couch, sit on the floor.
"Why are you sitting there?" gathan asked with a frown.
"That sir, I think the sofa is expensive, I don't dare to sit there. If it breaks, how do I change it." said Nanda innocently with her head still lowered in fear.
Gathan took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.
'Mom find me a wife who is like this very much! He's an innocent what gobl*k is anyway!' muttered Gathan in heart.
"You ... What was your name?" Gathan tried to remember.
"Lha, the father was hijab kabul can now have forgotten! You're not senile, are you? If amnesia is not possible because the head of the father is not hit." cerocos Nanda who now has a little dare to lift his face.
Seeing Nanda's innocent expression, making Gathan who had been upset because it was called senile to amnesia, actually tried to hold back his smile that was almost up.
Nanda stood up and took his place on the sofa.
'No wonder I can't cook on the couch! He thinks I'm as stupid as that!' Nanda mumbled in the heart.
"I want to ask you, what exactly are your plans, hm? Do you want to marry me because it has something to do with the parlor?" gathan asked with sharp eyes, intimidating Nanda.
Nanda frowned, "Plan? What plan, sir? If you ask me to marry you because it has something to do with the home, it does exist."
Gathan smiled cynically, "So you want revenge because I've flattened your orphanage, have you?"
Hearing such a strange question, Nanda shook her head quickly. The ends of his fingers seemed to be squeezing the ends of the kebaya.
"I accepted Ms. Lavina's request to marry you not out of revenge, sir. I just found out that the father is my superior son today how I want revenge to the father, try." explained Nanda.
Gathan's eyes squeaked, looking for a loophole of lies, but nothing.
"Then what's your goal? Do not lie because if you are caught lying, then be prepared to bear all the consequences." said Gathan made Nanda more nervous and half dead.
"I ... I was just. promised Ms. Lavina a house for the children's home, sir." said Nanda honestly. "If you don't believe me, you can ask Ms. Lavina." he added .
Nanda was already starting to sweat cold. His heart was racing with nervousness mixed with fear. What if Gathan gets angry? Or ignore it altogether and throw it out? Nanda immediately shuddered in horror at the thought of a no-no.
Gathan nodded then he stood up and left him and went into a room. Nanda is confused as to what to do and how.
"If in the kak Ayu novels that I have read, usually if married because of a kind of matchmaking like this, there must be a contract letter. About Mr Gathan also made a contract letter like that is not it? If so, it means that this marriage has a time limit." muttered Nanda while tapping her head, thinking.
"It's not a novel! Just keep that imagination of yours in your brain 'cause I'll never make any contract or deal." firmly Gathan who currently only uses white shirts and knee-length jeans make his athletic body clearly visible in the eyes. Nanda could only bow down in embarrassment when caught thinking strangely.
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