Marsha, Between Love and Revenge

Not the First Night

After the kabul ijab event, it is incomplete if there is no sungkemanya event.

"Pap, thank you. Apap has blessed us." Marsha hugged Rasya, her tears breaking in Rasya's arms, making Rasya unable to stem her tears.

"This has become the duty of Apap, you are the responsibility of Apap until anytime." Rasya wiped away her falling tears, then rubbed Marsha's back, peeping Marsha's head from the side. "If he hurts you, go back to Apap, don't keep it to yourself." Marsha nodded in her open.

"Apap remains Marsha's first love, at any time," said Marsha, at this time only words that he can say, representing his feelings that say if he loves Rasya so much.

After Marsha, it is now Zidan's turn to Rasya. "Thank you for your willingness, sir. I'll take care of Marsha as best I can."

"Remember, I'm doing this because I love my son" Rasha said as if she had not married Marsha and Zidan. "My house is open 24 hours, if you don't love her, give her back to me in one piece and there are no cuts or abrasions" Rasya replied coldly.

Zidan smiled, it did not matter to him Rasya had not received it, Rasya's willingness to be a guardian only, Zidan was very happy.

Now, Rasya switched to moving the stoves on the Roses.

"Titip Marsha yes Zidan, he may be different from most women, you have to be patient with him a lot, guide him to be a good wife. And if he's wrong, scold him without hurting him." The rose rubbed Zidan's back.

"He's aunt. I've asked Marsha, meaning I've accepted her flaws and all her advantages, thanks for giving us a chance to be together."

"From now on, call Amam, like Marsha huh. You've become Marsha's husband, meaning you've also become our son, as well as Rasya's apap, you should call him Apap." Rose glanced at her husband, Rasya looked away, not liking.

"Yes, Mama. Thank you." Thank you."

When Marsha is about to bow down to Valent Xavier, she first looks at the man she just found out about, if Zidan has another grandfather.

"Are you really Grandpa Zidan?" Valent Xavier nodded with a small smile. "Please accept me as the granddaughter-in-law of your beloved, I am not smart to get, but believe me, I am smart in bed." said Marsha blinked her eyes many times to make Valent Xavier so laugh out loud.

The songkeman who was supposed to be the blue day became liquid because of the laughter of Valent Xavier, making everyone look at him, Zidan to the point of frowning, curious what the two were talking about.

Marsha smiled shyly.

Valent Xavier holds Marsha's shoulders. "Grandfather will make you Grandfather's favorite son-in-law's granddaughter, because you are the only granddaughter-in-law in Xavier's family. If your son is born later, Grandpa will give all the inheritance to your son."

"Yes, our son will immediately become the son of the sultan, lined up with the other sons of the sultan."

Valent Xavier is smiling, Zidan is getting a unique wife.

"Grandpa should be healthy all the time yeah, should see our son born."

"Yes, definitely."

It is impossible if the marriage of Marsha and Zidan is not celebrated, despite all the suddenness, Zidan did all as proof of his love for Marsha, even the dowry that Rasha gave was his company stock. And of course, this is done to avoid slander, even though the invited guests are not many.

Without a break, the reception of both was held immediately. Many of Mahardika's colleagues came, congratulating Rasya and Mahardika, as well as the two brides-to-be.

Among the invited guests, there was Matthew present, he congratulated Marsha and Zidan.

"Congratulations on your marriage, I'm happy, may your household be happy always" she said in English.

"Sama-sama Mister, thank you for praying, thank you for putting Marsha up." Said Zidan, his hand clasped Marsha's hand, so that Marsha did not have to shake hands with Matthew. And it didn't escape Matthew's sight. Matthew understands that.

"I heard that Zidan Jun1or is here, is that true?" Zidan only smiled faintly looking at the woman who was already his rightful wife, Marsha just smiled shyly.

"Oh you're great, congratulations again, I say." Matthew knew the events of that night, all because of Misya.

Outside building.

"Axcel, are you sure you don't want to come in?" alex asks his son, who is very disappointed with the news of Marsha's marriage, he must be made to lose before the war.

"I'll just wait here, Pa." she replied lazily.

"OK then, but you sure you don't want to see what Marsha's husband's face looks like? Who knows he's not more handsome than you, let alone what Papa heard he's Marsha's former secretary."

Axcel seems to consider the words of his father, right, he was actually curious about the face of Marsha's husband, he will see how handsome the face of Marsha's husband. If the former subordinate, means not too handsome, here he will make Marsha regret for choosing the wrong husband.

After considering that, Axcel finally chose to get out of the car to go with his father, and see firsthand the face of Marsha's husband. With confidence, Axcel tidied up his suit, following in Papa's footsteps.

The arrival of Axcel and Alex was immediately welcomed by Mahardika. From a distance Rasya who saw Alex's arrival, immediately dodged, he said goodbye to the Rose, if he was going to the toilet.

Axcel's view when entering was certainly immediately looking for the location of the two humans who had been legally a couple, and when he saw who the husband of Marsha, Axcel made distrust, Axcel made, the man who used to be Marsha's secretary turned out to be more handsome than him.

As a man alone he recognized the good looks of Zidan's face, let alone women. Belief that had soared as high as the sky, now must plunge freely to the earth.

"Pa, we don't stay here long, I'm going to the booth, papa if you want to congratulate them, please, I'm not coming" Axcel whispered again to Alex.

"Why?"

"Lazy." Axcel replied passing away, leaving his papa who was talking to Mahardika.

Rasya had to regret having left the Rose herself to greet her guests, she forgot if Alex was a widower less caress. Alex, who rarely saw the Rose, looked fascinated by the beauty of the Rose that was not young but still looks beautiful.

The rose tried to pull her hand from Alex. "Amiin, thank you." replied the Roses, he who rarely interacts with outsiders, certainly disturbed. "Sir, sorry." she said again, trying to pull her hand.

Marsha and Zidan were sitting, because Marsha was tired, Zidan was massaging the legs of the woman who had become his wife, so he did not pay attention to the Rose.

"Where is Mr, Rasya?" Alex is deaf, and heedless of the Roses that are beginning to get uncomfortable. From afar Abdi recorded the moment, and sent it to Rasya.

"You can't go back again, let the rose be a widow." Abdi chuckled after sending it to Rasya.

"Why?" tanya Indah saw the girly of the husband.

"Well, where do you try to have a wish?" appoint Abdi with his chin, Indah follows the direction that Abdi pointed.

But Alex has removed his hand post even though he still invites Rose to talk. It was not many invited guests, only the closest colleagues, so Alex could talk casually.

"Who is he?" tanya Beautiful again who does not understand the meaning of Abdi. Abdi also showed the video he had taken, Beautiful looking carefully. "Ish you are mas, Mba Roses must be uncomfortable it, instead of being helped yes," Lovely was about to step up, but Rasya seemed to have come.

"The one that's come, baby, we'll see the drama." Bisik Abdi chuckled, Beautiful according to. They saw Rasya pulling his wife to the back of his body.

"Sorry Mr. Alex, my wife is pregnant, so she has to rest, I just booked a room for us." That's what Rasya said, when Roses saw him shocked with wide eyes.

"What?" likewise with Alex, he was so shocked to hear Rasya's trumped-up confession. He looked at Rasya and the Roses alternately.

"So we get grandchildren and children at the same time?" rasha said shamelessly, smiling at Alex, he even forgot if embarrassed to meet Alex, because the effort will match Marsha and Axcel failed.

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The reception was completed, left the extended family Marsha, and some colleagues who were still talking to Mahardika.

"Darling, let's take a break first, you must be exhausted." Take Zidan to his wife.

Marsha nodded. "We share Apap and Amam first."

Zidan holding Marsha's hand approached Rasya who was still chatting with Abdi and Indah.

"Pap, Mam, Dad, Mommy, we're taking a break first." Marsha.

All turned a look at the arrival of Marsha and Zidan.

"Yes, baby, you don't get tired, pity your baby." said Beautiful, then hugged Marsha. "Congratulations dear, may your family be given happiness always."

"Thank you, Bun."

"What do you want?" tawar Abdi's.

"Luxury car, shall you?" marsha answered without a second thought, Abdi chuckled.

"Tomorrow Daddy loves the keys."

"What's the key for?" midget Marsha.

"Same the installment note."

"Ayahhhh." Marsha's whining was spoiled, Zidan already knew this, Marsha was very spoiled to her family.

Suddenly Rasya cleared his throat, making the carefree atmosphere become silent. A look was fixed on him, staring curiously at what Rasya wanted to say.

"Aren't you coming home with us, baby?" rasha asked doubtfully.

"I've never been younger." said Abdi, "you've returned to the room, this old man still can't accept the reality."

Rasya can only resign, although it is still difficult to accept the law of nature, if the daughter will be taken by her husband, it's just that this is too soon for her.

Zidan and Marsha leave their families. When entering the elevator, without cue Zidan directly carrying Marsha ala bridal style.

"Awww Zidan!" pekik Marsha was shocked.

"I didn't hold back from wanting to carry you from earlier." Zidan lowered his head, landing his lips on Marsha's lips. Marsha draped her hand around Zidan's neck.

"I will punish you, for I have deceived you, Zidan."

"I'm ready to take any punishment from you, Miss." The sound of the elevator clinks, Zidan does not want to lower Marsha, until their front door, Zidan sticks his access card, pushing the door with the end of his shoe.

Quickly Zidan closes the door, lowers Marsha, Zidan pushes Marsha until her back hits the door, Zidan raises Marsha's hands up, locks her up. Then he gives a little kiss, Marsha resignedly and like what Zidan did, Zidan does it so gently, not in a hurry.

The soft little kiss of Zidan over time became a hot kiss, the sound of a crack coming from the lips of both also sounded melodious, like a rhythm without music. Zidan is getting wild, still locking Marsha's hand on top, kiss her slowly down to the neck of Marsha's white level, Marsha looks up, gives access and makes it easier for Zidan to do the action, while one hand Zidan locks Marsha's hand, one hand has played on one of Marsha's twin mountains, making Marsha mend3sah.

"Zidannn, eunghh." Hearing Marsha's soft voice, Zidan was more provoked, he pressed his hand even more, gently bristling 4s the chewy object.

"Dear, say my name again."