Married To Chef Jutek

Prologues

"I want you to take off your hijab in this house!" yelled Arjuna to Melati.

Melati's eyes glared in disbelief, how could the stone-hearted man ask her to take off her hijab.

'Fucking men! You insolent!'

"Why shut up, do you mind? Want, your father's medical expenses I stopped here?"

Melati lowered her head, trying to smile even though her heart was berserk, ngin she clawed at the man who was now sitting before her.

"I'm sorry, sir. It's just that in Islam, a woman should not show her aura to the opposite sex. Except her own husband. Hair is one of the things for a woman. That's why I can't."

"Oh so, then tomorrow we will have a wedding. I don't want to see you wearing your hijab in this house anymore, especially in front of me."

Melati's eyes were round, she couldn't believe what she had just heard.

'What the fuck, I don't want to marry this stone-hearted man. I'm really in hell right now!' Melati was still silent.

"You say me in your heart?" ask Juna suddenly who made Melati waver.

"Ti .. no, sir. There's no way I'd dare to call on a famous and wealthy chef like you."

"So you want to marry me?" Melati was confused as to how, because this marriage was very sudden, and she felt not ready.

"I ... I .... " Jasmine was confused as to what to say.

"There's no need to be confused, I know what you mean!"

Arjuna took his salary and called the hospital in xx. He just pretended to want to see Melati's reaction, the innocent girl before him. To be honest, he was very happy to see the hijab-wearing woman. In the past, Arjuna even asked his lover to wear a hijab, although it was always rejected.

"Hello, Gilsa. Call Elizabeth's hospital and take care of Mr. Fikri's medical stop now." Juna hung up the phone and crossed his legs, sipping coffee in front of him casually regardless of Melati whose eyes were already in a taze.

Melati was sitting on the floor, close to Arjuna. The man deliberately wanted to make Melati not feel at home. For him, joking jasmine is a pleasure.

'Death to me, Father ... Is Melati a bad boy now? Yes Gustii, please your servant'

speedily as he was cropping his words, he walked crouching a few steps closer towards Arjuna. After that he held it tightly to the two legs of the man.

"Sir, is the wedding offer still valid? I'd like to marry you. I'm sorry, sir." Melati pleaded, making Arjuna glance and smile cynically, satisfied.

"Don't GR, I asked you to marry me because honestly, I'm uncomfortable seeing you wearing a hijab everywhere in this house. If it's outside it's up to you!"

Juna smiled cynically, again called Gilsa, his personal assistant and asked to undo the intention to stop treatment.

***

The next day, Melati's uncle came from the village. He came to represent Mr. Melati who was abroad to carry out the marriage contract. The time comes, Kabul was carried out solemnly. Usually all the Melati family refused to be kind to his nephew.

Even once Melati and the Father played there. However, instead of being greeted warmly, they were instead subtly expelled. Now, when his nephew married a rich and famous man, his Uncle swiftly and swiftly agreed upon being invited as the girl's guardian.

Jasmine wears white kebaya, all the families from the village happily welcome their wedding day. Except for Arjuna's own family, none of them agreed to this marriage.

"Make good luck, yeah!" Auntie cried. Melati just smiled.

"Don't forget the same big family we are in the village if it has been successful," continued Pakdenya.

Again the girl just smiled while looking down. After completing the procession of kabul ijab, it was time for Juna to meet the paparazzi who had been waiting at a place after having done sungkem to all the families.

Many questions were thrown from them, the possibility that Melati was pregnant first because of sudden marriage and so forth.

Juna said, all this time Melati lived in her house, preparing all her needs like a wife, because it was comfortable Juna decided to marry her.

While Melati just sat quietly beside Juna with her face down, occasionally tears flowing down her cheeks. Though honestly Arjuna only pity the girl, after all he really likes to disturb and humiliate her. So it would be very funny if they were in one room.

"What's wrong with you, honey?" asked Arjuna, He wrapped his hands around Melati's waist which made the girl flinch. This is the first time he has been touched by a man.

"It's okay, sir. I was just moved," he said with his face lowered, and his body slightly away, afraid.

"You must be moved by being married to a man as handsome as me, right? Never mind, just plain, maybe this year your fortune is good again." whispered in Melati's ear, then Juna smiled.

He stroked Melati's face gently. While Melati could only stare at the man with annoyance and fear.

Snap snap snap!!

The glint of the camera lights made the girl's eyes close powerfully. He just felt uncomfortable and not used to it. In life he only took a few pictures without a flash of camera lights.

"Okay enough so many interviews, we will rest. Thank you guys all .... " Juna waved, then pulled her fingers gently to stand up and move away from there.

That day all the Melati family returned to the village after all the events were over, they got pocket money and souvenirs from Arjuna. They feel very happy.

Nieces that were not considered, so very dear and flattered when they returned to the village. To all their neighbors they brought this happy news. Only because Melati is married to Arjuna, a famous chef who has a plenary face and abundant treasures.

***

The next night when the newlyweds entered the room. Melati was about to sleep in her own room.

"Where are you going?" ask Arjuna.

"I'll sleep in my room" replied Melati steadily. Arjuna was silent, stared at by her.

"Aren't you my wife, why are you moving out of this room?" Melati take a look.

The feelings in his heart were mixed into one.

'Amit-amit has a husband like you, sir. I don't want to, really!' mind grunts.

"Hey, don't look at me like that!?" Melati looked down, trying to smile.

"Sorry, Sir. I will sleep in this room. On that couch." Melati walked towards the sofa, then lay there.

"Stupid! Change your clothes first. You're forgot? I don't like to see you wearing that veil in front of me!"

'Oh Allah, do I have to take off this hijab for that one stone-hearted man?' Jasmine bites the lips, sadness wafts in the heart.

"You didn't hear? Take it easy, I won't be tempted. You're like a germ in this house that needs to be shunned! My intention is to marry you just because I'm uncomfortable seeing you wearing a veil in this house. That's all!" Arjuna gave an excuse.

Melati. Which girl does not want her marriage to be tinged with happiness, with the person she wants, the man who loves her. Melati really felt her life was miserable.

"Basic, Germs! Weepy!" Change your clothes and come here.

'Want him any more? Not satisfied he's spying on me germs? If I'm a germ, why would he come so close to me, you man don't have a heart!!' Maki Melati inwardly, The girl wiped away the tears violently and looked at Arjuna furiously.

"You say me again in your heart?"

Melati's eyes were round, indeed this man before her was more than a child shaman. Have strong instincts and can read minds. The poor girl was forced to obey Mr. Arjuna's orders. Even though his heart rebelled and objected.

"No, Sir."

"Sana, change your clothes!"

"Alright, I'll clean myself up first, sir."

"Hurry, not too long!"

Arjuna picked up the book on the nightstand, then read it.

"Yes, sir," said the girl as she passed towards the bathroom to clean up.