Love And Ambition (Spasibo Iyubimyy)

Wedding plans

After we agreed to get married. He told me to call my family. Of course, not forgetting he warned me with his threats not to do anything to harm him. I just fell into this situation. Let it. I'm gonna have a sad marriage. A marriage I never wanted would happen. I didn't even imagine my life story would be like this. It's very sad. But what power, I have no power to get out of this situation. Not even anyone can and wants to help me escape from this unfortunate story. Everyone I know may have forgotten where I am. They are busy with myself. The only person who knows where I am is just a bastard who doesn't even care about me. He's the second man on my blacklist. The man2 I hate with all my heart. Andras.

I picked up the phone Gian gave me, then dialed my mother's phone number which I had memorized out of my head since college. My mother never changed her phone number. I called him nervously.

"Hello?" A soft voice from the end of the phone. The voice of the woman who gave birth to me. A voice I will never forget, the one I missed. I want to cry hearing it.

"Hello..... Sorry about who?" Continue to ask because I have not given my permission. I then took a slow breath.

"Hello, Mum. It's me." It's me." My heart refrained from crying.

"That's you, baby? The tumben? What's up?" His voice was still as soft as it was. I rarely call him on busy grounds because my personality is very rigid, so rarely chatting with family on the phone. I only contact them if necessary and ask about their situation. And that I do occasionally, alias rarely.

"Sorry, Mom. I rarely call because I'm busy." I answered trying to be normal as usual when I called her. I'm not this he's worried about.

"Mom understands, really. How are you doing? Is your work not hard?" Mom asked her the usual question2 when I called her. I'm sure, mom would want to know the things I've been through without her. Hearing that, she once I told her that I'm not okay2 only. I'm kidnapped. But again2 my conscience does not want. That'll burden him. I can't bear to.

"Good, Mom. How's Mom and Vian? Healthy2, right? I like my job, so I don't think it's hard. Don't worry, mother." My words are no less gentle than my mother's.

"Thank God." His words were short full of relief. I closed my eyes tightly. I held tightness in my chest. My tears are falling down my cheeks.

"Mom.." Call me while wiping my tears. Then I took the phone away from my ear for a while to calm my raging heart. I'm afraid mom's listening. After a bit of calm, I lifted it up again.

"What's up, son?" Ask Mom across the phone. His tone sounded worried.

"I'm going to marry Mom. I've found a good man and have proposed to me." I answered half a lie. 'Oh, what kind of a good man? Mafia killers. Maddened. Good in terms of where?' My lips in my heart.

"really? Oh, my God, this girl! After all this time I want to hear it, only now does he speak. Are you sure, son? Are you right2 sure? Is he a good man?" He half screamed. I think he's happy to hear I want to get married. I gulped my stuck saliva down my neck. I just smiled cynically with all this drama. 'I'm sorry Mom, for my madness.' My mind is sad. Remembering who I was married to, made me feel sad.

"Yes, mom. I dare say, if you're not sure. But he wants to be quick. Because he's a busy man. He only has free time in this month." Tuturku.

"In this month? Son, this month's the rest of the week. Do you not know and do not think, in preparing for the wedding it took months, you know?" Obviously, mom's on the end of the phone. I took a deep breath. 'I know Mom, I get it. But the man doesn't want to know.' Mumbles.

"I want this marriage to be closed, Mom. Only the closest family came. He does too. We didn't have time to prepare for a big wedding. You know, we're very busy." I said to explain to you to understand. I lied to my mother that private marriage was my wish. But actually it was Gian's wish. I can't be straightforward. I'd think that's not2 if I knew.

"Son, why do you want to marry diam2? Are you already...akhh is impossible! You're not like that, are you, son? Aren't you?" I was suspicious of something. I understand what he's thinking.

"What the hell is Mom? I'm baik2 only. I know Viona, right? Viona wouldn't have possibly ruined our family's good name. Mom just calm down. This is all because of busyness, so we want to get married quickly. Believe me, Mom. I ain't apa2." My words at length straighten out my mother's negative thoughts

"alright. Mom believes. Mother's son is a good woman2. But can't you get married next month, so you can prepare for your marriage properly? You are the mother's only daughter. I want to make my daughter's wedding worth it." Hearing that, it felt like I wanted to cry hysterically. I was so moved and happy at the same time. I feel my mother's great love for me. She really is my mother. She wants her first child's marriage to be worth it. I too, I want a proper marriage with a good man. But circumstances say otherwise. It's all impossible for me.

"Mom, I'm glad to hear that. But we don't have time. I'm afraid, if we delay our marriage, we could fall into action that is not2. Therefore, we better get married soon." I smiled bitterly. I concocted 2 reasons as logical as possible so that mom doesn't bargain anymore.

"Well, if that's what you want. I'll tell Bagas. You're getting married here, right? Don't say no."

"Yes, Mom. The time I got married was outside. Ok, Mum. I'll call you later. I send a fee for everything I need."

"no need. The family will bear the cost. Tell your husband to contact his family. Alright. Take care of yourself, 2."

"Good, Mom. I'll tell mom later."

"Eh, when are you coming home. You must go home at least three days before the reception. Ok?"

"Good, Mom."

"OKs. Baik2lah there."

"Mother too." I hung up the phone feeling heavy. I finally talked about marriage to my mother. Gosh darn. I never even imagined this moment. 'Forgive me Mom. Sorry for this crazy wedding'. Gumamku.

'Relse!' The sound of the door opening. I looked at the door sharply. The face of the third man I hated appeared with a typical annoying smile. He sat on the sofa I was sitting on. He was sitting right next to me.

"Have you contacted your family?" He asked while playing his nails.

"Yes. You?" I wonder if he's calling his family or not. How crazy is he?!

"Prepare. We're leaving." Then come out leaving me in wonder. Maddened. Benar2 crazy. He benak2 invited me to meet his family? Wow, that's unbelievable.

Without wasting any time, I rushed to the bathroom to clean myself, after which she put on the dress she had prepared, then met her in the middle room.

He was talking2 with the big guy who was always next to him when I approached him. He stopped his chatter when he saw me approaching. He looked at me sharply, then patted the sofa next to him which means 'sit here'. I just follow without protest.

"Are you ready?" Ask pleasantries. I nodded my head in agreement. Then glanced at the big man standing beside him.

"Ron, call Lian'. Again2 I was shocked. Hearing him say the name 'Lian' came my eyes looking at him. He caught my gawk and frowned. "Why?" Ask later.

"Ga papa?" My husband pretended to be calm. While the man called Ron bowed then went to the room on the other side of the room we were in.

It wasn't enough for a minute that he came back with another man. Deg. I don't believe in my vision. He's the true2 Lian I know. How could? The world is really2 narrow. Lian also looked surprised when she saw me. He paused for a moment and went back to normal. He glanced at me occasionally with a bowed attitude. I still look at him in disbelief.

"Boss called?" He said when he got in front of Gian. He's still down.

"Wake car. We're heading for the Elder's residence." Gian's orders were firm.

"Good, boss." Lian bowed to Gian, then left us out. I'm still surprised to see it.

"Take the headquarters as long as I'm gone." Gian ordered Ron, rising from his seat. However, I was still silent in my shock.

"Why bengong?! Come fast!" Tegur Gian who saw me was still sitting casually. I was surprised to hear it, then quickly2 got up and followed him who walked in front of me. Seeing me walk behind him, he stopped his footsteps waiting for me, then pulled me into his arms. 'What the fuck?!' I snapped in my heart.

We immediately entered a black van parked in front. The same car he used when he kidnapped me. 'Cruel.' My inner. We sat both in the back, while Lian in the front held the wheel. Beside him sat a tall man who looked like Ron but not Ron, because Ron had a bald head, while the man in front who looked like him was a bit shabby.

Behind us were two sedans following us. This trip is like the trip of the president who made a visit to the corners. The car is traveling at medium speed. While on the way, I unceasingly stared at Lian from behind but was afraid and reluctant to reprimand her. Fear Gian protesting or anything he might see as negative. Because I have to be careful beside him, including keeping my mouth.

"Why are you looking at my subordinates like that dear?" Ask Gian. It seems he was aware of my actions. I turned my eyes to him and smiled faintly.

"Ga papa." I was brief and threw my face out this van window.

"Ga papa how? You kept glaring at him from inside the house all the way here." Gian was not satisfied with my answer. I took a deep breath 2 then exhaled it.

"It's okay2. I just saw it. I think I've seen it somewhere. But maybe I'm wrong." My father half lied.

"Lian, have you ever seen my woman somewhere?" Lian is now the target.

"No, boss. I first saw her this afternoon, boss." Answer Lian steady. I was a little surprised to hear that. 'Is he the same Lian? Or just similar? But the name is the same. Does this happen to be similar to the same name? or does he pretend2 doesn't know me out of fear? Or forget the memories? hah already! I don't care. He's just a bit of a bitch.' My inner.

"But this woman of mine seems to know you?" Gian stroked my hair. It seems Gian has not been satisfied with Lian's answer.

"I think I'm wrong." I tried to avoid this situation so Gian wouldn't ask. I don't care either. He's the Lian I know or not.

"really? Who do you think he was?" Gian is now back to attack me with question2 which cornered me.

"I think he looks like a loser I know." My answer is full of frustration. I immediately raised my intonation so that Lian would hear it. Beyond my expectations, Gian laughed. I was amazed2 by his response.

"Have you ever been attacked by someone like him?" Gian asked again still laughing. He's now mocked me.

"It's not being invited as you imagine!" Ketus. I'm benar2 upset.

"Then what was it like? Left just right again dear2nya? hahaha...." I glanced at him with emotion. I benar2 lazy to talk about it. I chose silence not to respond.

Didn't get my response. Gian is becoming. He brought his face closer to my cheek and patted me2 shoulders slowly2.

"Looks like I know. You must have been left just like that again, dear2nya. Hahahaha.you're right2 poor girl." The ledge is non-stop. I just took a deep breath2 held back the emotion of hearing it. I let Gian tease me at will. After all, he was indeed a heartless man. Mad man.

'Whatever, continue your mockery, until full!' I murmured in my heart.