Love Taboo

Chapter 6. Deal

🍁Rate

🍁 Like

🍁 Favorites

Fahri and Melia were still staring at each other. Meanwhile, the driver who delivered the girl immediately passed away after knowing Fahri wagging his hand, as if deliberately giving a sign, if he just wanted to talk alone with Melia.

Realizing that her family car had darted away from the villa, Melia nodded and turned and ran to chase.

However, Fahri deftly pulled Melia's arm until her tiny body immediately twisted and turned towards her, until now the two faced each other.

"Melia, our conversation isn't over, okay!" shouted Fahri with a high tone.

The two are still staring at each other.

"Sir, I understand you are my boss. But you know, it's outside of business hours. I just feel uncomfortable being left behind by my family's personal driver, sir," Melia argued with a stern look.

This time he emboldened himself, his face looked at the boss who always made his life like being locked in pressure every day.

"Then what do you want, Melia Anastasya! Marry me, or regret later in life for not being able to give you what your father wanted?" Fahri further erodes the distance, making Melia even more uncomfortable with less pressure.

"Deliver!" he shouted while throwing Fahri's hand.

Who would have thought Melia's screams made the stubborn man stretch his hand even more. Instantly, the girl also broke away from the strong grasp of Fahri's fingers.

"We're talking inside, I promise I won't use violence. I'm sorry, I did it because you kept being stubborn and didn't want to hear my explanation." Fahri immediately sauntered ahead and rushed to open the door for Melia.

Honestly speaking, the girl hesitated. But he was also very curious. How could Fahri and his father know each other? He never saw the two meet.

Then, with a doubtful step Melia entered the villa. His eyes looked around the room. All the fancy ornaments fill every corner of the room.

Each side of the room is painted all white, while the middle of the room there is a hanging crystal lamp that adds to the impression of luxury. On the right side, there is a staircase that connects to the second floor. Where each tile tread is covered in tapestries.

Melia does not feel surprised at all, because Fahri does have many businesses and also several branches of companies in the field of property, cafes, restaurants, and hotels.

"You're still dumb, what's the next chat to the hospital? Haris just called. He said he wanted to see us soon" Fahri said, surprising Melia.

"Oh, so you call, sir? Come on, let's go straight to the hospital if that's the case" said Melia with a lazy look.

Fahri took a long breath. "Not so, Melia. We make the deal first."

Melia immediately followed as Fahri walked towards the brown sofa in the living room.

"Sit down!" fahri's command that precedes sitting with legs deliberately crossed.

The young man pretentiously busy pouring drinks for his interlocutor, but his eyes were not the least detached from Melia's movements.

"Melia, just accept this marriage. If you're ashamed, we can go all in secret. You can keep working in the same office as me without anyone knowing, this is if you want."

The two looked at each other. Shortly thereafter, Fahri offered a glass of orange-colored squash. The young man was still acting as arrogant as he always showed every day.

"Thank you. But promise me, you won't do me anything. Don't make me do something I don't want to do. And I definitely think, actually I already have a boyfriend, sir," said Melia.

Fahri who originally sipped a drink in his glass immediately choked. Melia rushed to her feet and patted her boss on the back.

"Daughter, you say? You want to regret for not granting your father's request!" hiss Fahri with both eyes widened.

Melia shook her head slowly. Then, he circled around Fahri and sat back down.

"In fact, you must keep your distance if this marriage happens. I still love my boyfriend, sir. I still want to wait for him. You have to promise, divorce me when the time comes, yes," whined Melia.

Fahri smiled wryly then he turned his face the other way.

"Come, your father is waiting for news from us." Fahri who immediately got up instantly stretched his hand towards Melia.

"Wait, I want to know. How could you know my father? And why did you suddenly want to marry me?" asked the curious Melia.

"Because of debt. I don't want to tell you more clearly. If you're curious, why don't you just ask your father directly. But clearly, Melia. I have great respect for him. I don't want to disappoint him. That's why, I don't want to refuse this matchmaking," Fahri explained making the girl before him dumbfounded.

"But, Sir. My request has not been answered." Melia snatched while standing lazily.

"Not all of those questions have to be answered" Fahri said.

Then, he immediately clasped tightly onto Melia's fingers. It was clear that the girl was very surprised, then she looked at the hand of Fahri who was still holding it.

Fahri actually realized that the girl was uncomfortable, for some reason he liked it so much every time he realized Melia did not like the treatment.

This time, Melia and Fahri were in the same car. The girl's heart was racing faster than usual.

"It's normal, don't strain" Fahri chanted as he drove his car.

"Why don't you use a driver?" asked Melia feeling strange.

"The driver is only for when working. On personal matters, I refuse. You can be quiet, right? Let me focus and get there. Don't waste time, Melia." Fahri immediately started his car engine and drove fast.

Melia's lips returned to her manyun.

*****

After a few minutes of driving, they both arrived at the hospital where Melia's father was treated.

Melia's face still looked anxious. Every now and then he glanced towards his fingers which were again firmly grasped by the handsome young man who usually liked to give him this and that command.

"Why? Never been with a cool guy?" Fahri smiled half mockingly.

Making melia turn her eyes in the other direction because of wrong behavior. No matter how strong, the girl was against all the wedding preparations, strangely all went well.

In fact, Melia began to realize, if there is another side in Fahri. A nice and handsome man. It is very different from everyday life in the office.

Fahri looks so authoritative when talking to Mr. Haris and also bu Laras.

"Son, Fahri. How, can we do it immediately? Let me quickly calm down," said the middle-aged man, looking half begged.

Melia surprised. How could the father act as if he was lowering his own pride for the sake of a Fahri. Who her? What was the relationship in their past? Really, Melia was really curious about it.

"Ready, Sir. Now most importantly, you just have enough rest. I promise, once you get out of the hospital, this wedding will be done soon. There's nothing to worry about, right Melia?"

The girl blinked repeatedly, as if unsure of Fahri's words to her father.