Melisa For Young Master

Lisa's Feelings

Both Arkan and Lisa are still in the eye. But the meaning of each gaze is different. Arkan with his happiness and teary eyes was not even able to say anything so happy. While Lisa with her deep sadness because of the arrival of Tian was also her longing for the people Tian mentioned earlier. His hopes are also very great for Arkan to give him a lot of happiness that he has needed all along.

"Young Master, where are we going?" ask the Arkan private driver to make Arkan and Lisa throw their faces away immediately.

"It turns out he was really a rich man until he was called Young Master. Why so similar to the story in the novels, "the inner Lisa.

Arkan was quite furious with his driver. "Whatever, Sir. Don't ask me too much why? Disturb me" Arkan replied upset that the driver was interrupting the time he was looking at Lisa. "Melisa .. are you really serious about what you say?" ask Arkan who looked back at Lisa. But Lisa just nodded slowly without looking back at Arkan. "Alhamdulillah .. I promise I will arrange everything for you," continued Arkan.

"But I don't want a reception. After marriage please do not ask me to stay at your house first. I still want to stay in the contract. Also ... I hesitated to say this to both my parents. I'm a broken home kid, so I have two mothers and two fathers. My biological father is in Bangka Belitung for work. It's just that I lost contact a year ago with all of them, but I don't want to go home for ...."

"I understand what you mean, but parental ridho is also important. We will ask for blessing and take care of your divorce papers and custody of your child, how? I'll accompany you, don't worry. I will accept your two children with pleasure. I also don't mind if you don't want to get pregnant again, your son is also my son after we officially become husband and wife."

"Okay, I'm scared. Usually men are always sweet before marriage, but after marriage ...." After that there was no more chat because Arkan focused on his phone. Arkan doesn't want to talk much just to convince Lisa.

"I promise Melisa .. I promise I will only give you happiness. I will never question the descendants. I'm even afraid of losing you as much as I lost her in childbirth," Inner Arkan.

Long enough circling the streets, Arkan realized that Lisa did not say anything anymore and he focused on the affairs on his phone. "Sorry, Melisa. Where are you going home or what?" arkan asked doubtfully enough, but Lisa turned her head and looked at Arkan with a sweet smile.

"Let me see your parents, Aa." Arkan instantly developed his smile even showing a row of his white teeth.

"Prepare, sir .. we go home," said Arkan who did not know how to respond to his happiness.

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Arriving in an elite residential area, the car stopped right in front of the main door of the luxury house with a shades of cet all white. The courtyard of the house is spacious with several unique plants and there is a small garden with several unique gazebos.

Lisa smiled thinly. What he thought about Arkan turned out to be true. He is a rich man and Lisa is just an ordinary man. "It looks like I'm really going to be Cinderella" Lisa murmured.

"What are you talking about? I'm not horrified" asked Arkan who did not take his eyes off Lisa along the way.

"No pa-pa. But I'm more insecure if it turns out the person who invited me to get married this rich, while I ...," Lisa replied hesitantly continuing to speak.

"You don't do that. I can't wait to justify you, Melisa. I'd really like to hold you tight so you know I married you not for possessions, but for the heart,"

"I'm .. not a woman ...."

"I'm sure you're the best for me because fate brought us together, Melisa. Please ... don't look at anything but me. The treasure was only a deposit and could be taken by the owner at any time," Lisa did not reply because she saw both Arkan's parents coming out of the house and seemed to already know his presence.

"Assalamualaikum, sir," said Lisa, cupping her hands to her chest as a sign of shaking hands with Mr. Gufron.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, Lisa's son. How's things going?" replied Mr. Gufron with a sense of no less happy also from his wife.

"Thank God, Lisa's good, sir."

"Here you go, come on in, son."

"Mak .. kok Lisa is the one that is taken. Her real son is neglected,"

"You're with the same father,"

"It looks like I'm going to have a rival." Both Arkan's parents chuckled, in contrast to Lisa. He was like the most sad person in the world. Of course Lisa could not feel the happiness that Arkan felt because of the complete affection of both parents.

"Can I get their love like my own parents? O God .. am I selfish if I ask for love other than You?" lisa's inner still maintaining her sweet smile on Mother Aisyah.

"Udah ... same wife-to-be is considered a rival," said Mr. Gufron hit Arkan's arm.

Lisa and Ms. Aisyah sat side by side. Unlike Arkan who sits separately on a single sofa. So is Mr. Gufron.

"Welcome to your hut, son. We are very happy that you finally stopped by this house and I hope that you will stay here forever as a daughter-in-law" Ms. Aisyah said as she rubbed Lisa's shoulder. Unwilling to respond, Lisa simply smiled as she was at a loss for what to answer. "What do you want to drink, son?" ask Ms. Aisyah again.

"What the hell, ma'am," Lisa answered still awkwardly.

"Mom, what is his son not offered to drink? haus also nih," protested Arkan, but immediately got a cynical glance from Bu Aisyah.

"Bik Darmi ... make mango juice huh?" ma'am Aisyah's word to one of her household assistants who was sitting not far from the living room sofa.

"Sumuhun, Madam," Bik Darmi replied immediately going to the kitchen.

"How about, Lisa? Is Lisa here to talk about marriage?" ask Ms. Aisyah without further ado. "Emak seneng really if Nak Lisa wants to marry her only child who nyebelin it," ledek Bu Aisyah while glancing at Arkan.

"Duh .. nyebelin said. Melissa ... The mother again seeks your attention, do not be taken away if the mother is ugly-ugly your future husband," said Arkan did not accept the words of his mother. The awkward atmosphere began to melt.

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