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My husband Tajir Man #12

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"Geez, why are you so surprised?" Mama looked strangely at Arya. The middle-aged woman then spoke back.

"You're married, one of them is for the sake of getting offspring, right? Just because he's young, don't tell me you want to put off a baby?" accuse the impatient mother of wanting to ask for a grandchild.

Arya gulped roughly.

"No Ma, Arya did not delay it," Arya replied quickly. So that the problem does not get longer.

"Good!" Mama's lips expanded, she looked at Nur happily. While being stared at, feeling awkward not care. Why talk suddenly about children? Nur thought about it already horrified. This is a fake marriage, Mas Arya even promised not to touch her. For some reason, Nur was even less comfortable seeing Arya who continued to lie to the two old men.

Not felt, dinner is over. Mama wants to hold Nur longer, too bad. Arya intends to immediately take Nur, with the reason that it is late at night.

"Later ... If you're married, stay here?" persuade mama when Nur and his fake sister say goodbye.

"Yeah!" Arya glanced at her mother.

If there is one roof with the mother, Arya can not be free. It was as if there were many eyes watching his movements.

"Just you guys stay with Mama first, it's up to you a few months later. You work, Papa works, Mama has no friends. You just stay here, right?" mama said while holding Nur's hands softly.

Not knowing why, Nur's aura made mama feel instantly affectionate. Nur's mellow, mellow face made the woman fall in love. It's like finding a missing child. Or maybe because Arya finally wants to get married. Like the word, Nur is like the answer to all the prayers of mama so far.

"So much Mas Arya, Aunt." Finally Nur said.

"Don't call Auntie! Just call Mama." The woman smiled broadly and kindly.

"I .. Yes, Ma." Obviously the girl felt clumsy and awkward.

"Yes, be careful. Slow down if you drive!" mama hugged Arya.

Mom can't wait, everyone gathers at her house. Let his house not be like a deserted grave.

"Excuse me, Auntie," Ronald said goodbye and smiled kindly at the Brotoseno family.

After entering the car, Arya was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. With a feeling of plume he drove to the residence of Ronald's doctor.

"Sorry Nur, you have to leave it here." They have finally arrived.

"It's okay, sir."

"Custom yourself to change your calling, Nur!" Aryan Protest.

"Ah, well .. yes."

"Yes, rest."

After speaking briefly to Nur, Arya now sees Ronald's doctor.

"Thank you for the help."

"It's easy" Ronald replied with a sincere smile.

"Titip Nur, I'm back."

Ronald nodded.

***

Arya Pramudya Apartment.

That night the apartment hall looked so quiet, maybe because it was late, almost all residents would choose to spend time resting in their respective apartments. As usual, Arya walked over casually. He took the elevator himself, really very quiet and quiet.

When he arrived at the door of the apartment, he looked around. Silence without any sound. After entering, Arya went to the bathroom. Wash your face and change clothes. He wants to break his body. Today is a busy and exhausting day.

***

A few days later.

At a prominent five-star hotel in the city, Mama was seen sumringah when she met the invited guests. If all goes well, this morning Arya will marry Nur Azizah.

"You who want to get married, really Mama who deg-degan yes," said the mother holding her chest that has been pounding fast since.

As for Arya, the man looked so relaxed. It's like this marriage is not a burden. Perhaps he will even feel liberated, after marrying Nur. Then his family will not demand this and that. There will be no more blind dates that take up her time. He will be free, even though he is married.

"Beautiful!" the cry of mama made Arya immediately turn her head.

Nur was walking into the room, and next to him was Miss Rosa who led Nur to sit in the prepared place.

"You didn't choose wrong!" whisky mama.

Arya just smiled thinly, for some reason want to be as beautiful as any Nur. The tremors of feeling did not want to greet his heart.

"Brother Arya, are you ready?" ask penghulu.

Arya nodded and said her readiness. The next second the pledge witnessed by thousands of Angels was heard loudly filling the entire room with one breath.

LEGITIMATE

LEGITIMATE

LEGITIMATE

The legal word was simultaneously spoken by all occupants of the room. Mama and Mr. Brotoseno felt relieved, finally their son could give up the single period as well. They're wrong to say Arya likes men. Look now! The son of the Brotoseno family was a normal man. Waiting for time, the grandson of the heir to KCF Group will be born.

Mr. Brotoseno had hoped that Arya would soon give them an heir, the successor to the lineage of the Broto family who are famous for the rich seven derivatives.

***

Not felt, the event had entered the final round. All the guests one by one congratulated the bride and groom.

"Congratulations, yes" Ronald hugged Arya tightly. Although he knew, this was an unusual marriage. But, he was quite happy. Who knows, Arya might be interested in Nur. The girl is quite beautiful and for sure, love can grow if used to being together. Ronald hopes this marriage can be a perfect marriage.

After Ronald resigned, replace the other guests. Until it's gone unceremonious. All that was left was the nuclear family of Mr. Brotoseno.

"When Dad comes home first, Mama wait for the good news from you." Mama blinked one eye at Nur.

The girl was only able to gulp and nod slowly.

"Papa go home first, take good care of Nur!" order papa while hugging his son.

"Yes, Pa."

"Remember! Don't use safety!" chirped mama, and it succeeded in making Arya not good at Nur. My mom was too open about it. He was not very happy with Nur.

"Hmmm!"

"Yes, Mama's home. Bc ..."

***

Bridal room, presidential suit.

After all the events were over, Arya and Nur went straight to the room, still in the same hotel when the wedding was held this morning. Arya did not feel anything, a little vibration was not there, casually she entered the bride's room decorated in such a way.

Thousands of rose petals were sown no effect on a man like Arya. His interest in women is not yet. I don't know, he doesn't know himself. Want as sexy as the woman, can not make her heart pounding and rustling.

"You or I used to take a shower?" arya asked as she glanced at Nur who was sitting at the dressing table. The girl was taking off one by one pritilan accessories that she was wearing.

"Sir first, Nur has not finished taking all this off," Nur replied awkwardly and stiffly. One room with a foreign man left the girl stricken with anxiety and discomfort.

"Call, oh yes Nur .. Please don't call Mr. Get used to it from now on."

"Yes, fine ... Mas."

Arya smiled faintly, then stepped towards the bathroom.

Moments later.

She changed clothes, but did not shower. But, she had already taken off that uncomfortable reception dress. Too glamorous and complicated. Nur did not like. Not long after, the bathroom door opened.

Arya appeared just by wearing a towel wrapped around her waist. Seeing the scene that was new for the first time, Nur clearly so panicked, he immediately turned around quickly.

"I'm done, you take a shower!" exclaim Arya.

"Yes ...!"

Hurried Nur went to the bathroom, long enough he was in there. Nur hoped that by the time she came out of the bathroom, Arya was already asleep.

***

Clamps

"May Mas Arya have slept," Nur's inner. His head poked out from behind the door, he tried to peek.

"For so long!" suddenly Arya said.

"Geez!" Nur was stunned, he was shocked because the one who was sneered was even in plain sight.

"Don't let go of it for a long time, catch a cold!" said Arya then took a glass of water for her to drink. After that he left Nur who was still silently sculpting.

"You sleep in that bed, I sleep on the couch!" arya said again.

"No sir, uh Mas Arya. Just nur on the sofa," reject Nur spontaneously.

"Would you sleep on the couch?" accuse Arya. Seriate.