Marriage to a Substitute Bride

Clambered

Almost every day Arvan takes Grea to college, even though it starts with a fight because Grea always refuses to be ushered in the end preferring to give up rather than continue arguing and the result will be the same Arvan who is always the winner.

Grea sat next to Arvan with her face bent because this morning Grea who felt nauseous was still forced to drink milk that Arvan had made especially for Grea.

At this time Grea felt that he could not bear to hold his stomach which was like being stirred and wanted to immediately take out the entire contents.

" Why are you, baby?" asked Arvan who saw Grea's pale face.

Grea did not answer because of the hand he used to close his mouth, Arvan who realized that the wife wanted to vomit immediately pulled over her car and quickly Grea got out of the car to get everything she had been holding back.

Arvan painstakingly massaged Grea's nape and occasionally rubbed her back gently.

Grea straightened his body and rubbed his mouth with the tissue that Arvan had thrust at him.

" Have you felt good?" arvan asked anxiously and Grea nodded

" It's much better!" said Grea

" Are you like this often?" arvan asked, offering Grea a bottle of drink

" Not often" Grea said

" We should check your health condition to the hospital!" Arvan helps Grea to get into the car very carefully.

" A.I'm fine, anyway today I have a course" Grea declined a little nervously

" But your health is much more important than that" Arvan replied

" I don't want to go to the hospital" Grea firmly refused.

" Yes, then I'll drive you home" Arvan was about to turn the car around

" I don't want to, I'm going to college!" sahut Grea

" lecture? with your condition like this?" Grea nodded in response to Arvan's question

" I told you I'm fine" Grea replied slightly raising her intonation

" I've decided that you should come with me to the office" replied Arvan, not wanting any rejection

" Why do you keep forcing people?" Grea seems annoyed with Arvan's attitude which he thinks is too excessive

" I'm not pushy but I'm really worried about you baby!" arvan said gently and smiled faintly.

" All right, whatever!" grea pasrah

" It's so good" Arvan ruffled Grea's hair

" Ish, tangle tofu!" Grea brushed off Arvan's hand with a sullen face and saw that the sullen Grea made Arvan laugh even more.

After approximately 1 hour drive finally Arvan car arrived at the parking lot that is devoted only to himself.

Arvan gets out of the car followed by Grea, they go to Grea's room by riding the President's special elevator.

" It's a shame you sit down and rest here if you feel sleepy just go inside" said Arvan while stroking gently the head of Grea

" I'd better be inside, my head feels a little dizzy" said Grea holding his forehead

" Yes, get some rest!" Arvan leads Grea into a special room that feels in Arvan's room.

" Do you need anything?" arvan asked before leaving the room.

" Emmm. for now it seems like nothing, I just want to sleep" Grea said

" Dear do you really want to sleep?" asked Arvan and Grea nodding softly

" Do I need to get a doctor here to check on your health, baby?" arvan and Grea asked directly shaking his head.

" I'm fine, a short break will also be fine, don't overdo it like that" said Grea who considers Arvan's attention to be too excessive for him.

" overused? when it comes to my wife and my little family, life will be at stake, baby, for me you and our future children will be the top priority of anything" arvan's assertiveness makes Grea's eyes perfectly rounded.

" Ap..what do you mean, ca.. our future children?" grea asked who was a little nervous about Arvan's words which he thought maybe Arvan already knew about her pregnancy.

" President ap.. are you _?" Grea hung up his words

Arvan knitted his eyebrows together, irritated by the words of Grea, who always called him President.

" I'm your dear husband so don't call me President, you've stopped working here anyway, haven't you?" Arvan got up from his seat and was about to step outside

" Can I work here again?" grea asked a little hesitantly

" What? what did you say?" asked Arvan who turned around and walked back to Grea who was sitting leaning on the headboard.

" A.. I, I want to work here again President!" grea said timidly

" president?" Arvan again knitted his brows when he heard Grea call him President

" Yes, why is it? aren't you really the president of this company ?" grea asked with the facts.

" Yes you are right but this President is also your husband if you forget!" arvan said by crossing his hands in front of his chest.

Grea pursed her lips to make Arvan look so anxious, especially when Grea was pregnant so her aura was so radiated

" Well you can work here but you have to want to be my personal secretary, what about my good offer, right?" Grea could only shake his head to hear Arvan's words.

" Private secretary? don't you already have a secretary, Ms Vivi and also Hanan's secretary?" ask Grea who wants to reject Arvan's offer

" You're my private secretary who works specifically to take care of all my needs!" said Arvan

" What's the difference with my work at home?" grea asked with a pouting face.

" District dear, here you work if at home it is your duty to serve your husband" said Arvan, smiling handsomely.

" I want to rest!" upset Grea who immediately shuffled and laid himself on the mattress and then pulled the blanket.

" Yes rest, if you want to eat something just say it" said Arvan before leaving

" Really?" said Grea with sparkling eyes and immediately rose from his sleep Arvan nodded his assent

" Emm... Can I ask for a young mango?" ask Grea carefully

" Rujak mango fruit young, you are craving baby!" Arvan immediately sat on the edge of the bed and a smile was etched on his face

" A. I was just wanting to, just now when I was about to enter the office area in front of the building I saw there was a mango tree whose fruit was very thick, the fruit was very thick, I'm so the mango chips must taste very good especially if freshly picked from the top of the tree." said Grea slightly quibbled.

" This mango tree in front of the office building means?" Grea nodded quickly

" Yes later I will ask OB to pick it" said Arvan but instead made Grea look like someone who wanted to cry.

" Why are your faces so sad?" asked Arvan saw Grea who even showed a sad face

" It's okay" said Grea flatly

" Is there something wrong with my words?" ask Arvan who knows if Grea must be sad because he said he was going to tell OB to pick young mangoes that Grea wants if Grea told the truth if he is currently cravings then of course Arvan will pick it himself, he will not care about the talk of others as long as it can make his wife and prospective baby happy.

" Do you want me to pick it up?" arvan asked, making Grea look up and look up at Arvan with a sparkling face.

" If you were pregnant then I wouldn't care about my job though, I would definitely pluck it for you dear!" said Arvan makes Grea immediately stiffened.

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" Dear!" call Arvan makes Grea gasp from his daydream

" Yes, come with me, we pick the mango now because if it was daytime then there would be many people passing by." Arvan extends her hand to get Grea to come with her.

" I'll just wait here!" push down the smooth Grea

" If you were here I could have bought it from a fruit seller" said Arvan, making Grea pursed her lips

" Here you go!" Arvan helps Grea to get out of bed

" But what if the employee finds out and sees I'm with you?" ask Grea who seems worried.

" We're there with an OB so just tell me that you're his pregnant wife and want to eat a young mango because I'm a good boss then I'll allow it" said Arvan who immediately made Grea's face change instantly

" It's best not to!" annoyed Grea who returned to sit on the edge of the mattress.

" Why?" Arvan raised one eyebrow

" Why not, I don't have a taste" Grea told a lie

" Really?" Grea nodded but his face frowned.

" Yes, then you come with me to look at the mango tree and tell OB to cut down the tree" Arvan said calmly

" What, down slash?" Arvan nodded with a meaningful smile

" Why cut down?" asked Grea who looked a little sad because he wanted to eat the mango but wanted Arvan himself to pick it.

" Yes because you don't want that young mango anymore, do you?" Arvan withholds his laughter.

" Who said I want to!" sahut Grea was a little shy

" All right then, come on!"

Grea and Arvan are now under a mango tree that Grea means is Hanan and an OB who was staring confusedly at Grea and his boss.

" Jono hurry up you get on top of this mango tree and grab some of its fruit for the President!" hanan's

" Good Mr. Han!" jono said and immediately stood under the mango tree was planning to climb up to the top of the mango tree.

" Wait!" said Arvan when Jono was almost up to the top of the mango tree.

" Yes President" Jono turned to Arvan and looked down respectfully.

" Go!" arvan's words made Grea and Hanan dumbfounded as well as Jono.

" Ba.. well my President excuse me!" jono

" What does your president want?" hanan asked in surprise as Arvan suddenly opened his suit.

" Hold it!" order Arvan to give his coat to Hanan.

" Your president_?" hanan's eyes were perfectly rounded.

Arvan turned to Grea who looked dumbfounded to see Arvan who was about to climb up to the top of the mango tree.

" Yes!" The great-grandson of Grea and Arvan smiled faintly

" mmm... President, are you sure?" ask Hanan carefully

" Of course!" replied Arvan firmly

" But what if someone sees it?" hanan looked worried.

" Let me be President!"hanan said, how can a president want to climb a mango tree just to get the fruit for someone who knows they are just an OG.

Arvan climbs onto the mango tree and picks up some mangoes for Grea, with Grea's teary eyes staring at Arvan still on the mango tree.

Arvan came down with the mango that Grea wanted and gave it to Grea, with teary eyes Grea received the young mango and unexpectedly Grea immediately hugged Arvan making Arvan surprised as well as Hanan.

" Dear!" arvan said making Grea immediately let go of his embrace

" Sorry.sorry!" said Grea, who immediately became red face.

" Why apologize, dear?" Arvan rubbed the top of Grea's head gently

" The president better get back to your room I'm afraid_!" arvan paused his words

" Come on, baby!" regardless of what Hanan Arvan said, he took Grea away from the place.

Grea looks sparkling while walking with Arvan with young mango fruit in his hand.

" Emmm...my husband don't you want to taste it. It's really delicious !" said Grea while eating the young mango even with only the salt Hanan took from the pentri .

"Secretary Hanan don't you want to taste it?" grea asked, who saw Hanan narrowing his eyes every time Grea put a piece of young mango in his mouth.

" Thank you young lady!" reject Hanan politely.

" Dear!" call Arvan who looks at the sticky Grea who is busy enjoying the young mango that Arvan picked himself.

" Hey!" grea looked up at a glance and continued to eat the young mango.

" Dear are you sure you're not craving?" asked Arvan carefully.

Jlepp

Grea stopped her activities and gazed towards Arvan making Arvan frown.

" I'm actually...!" grea is down

" What?" arvan asked, waiting for Grea to answer

" I_"

" Czech"

" Czech"

" Czech"

Not yet had time to answer Grea Grea stomach again felt nauseous, Grea immediately ran into the bathroom and Arvan who was anxious with the state of Grea immediately followed him.

" Dear!" said Arvan while massaging Grea's nape

" You better get out!" pinta Grea

" No" Arvan refused firmly

" I don't want you to see me like this!" Grea stood up and tried to hold back his nausea but could not.

" Have gone!" drive Grea

" I'm sure I made you like this how could I just walk away" Arvan said, making Grea glare.

" Don't glare like that, do you feel good?" arvan asked with a smile on his face.

" It's better "grea replied and a second later Grea was surprised by the action that Arvan did when Grea felt his body float into the air because Arvan was holding him in a bridal style.

" You!" Arvan smiled handsomely looking at Grea with his shocked face