
"Sir.. mas handsome uda has a girlfriend yet?"
"Whose handsome guy?"
"That's her secretary sister-in-law.."
"Woon ahjussi?"
"Ahjussis? Uncle? How old was he until he called him that? I think a handsome mas is the same age as a sister-in-law.."
"It's just a habit. Because his attitude is more mature than Max I so call him that, if not wrong they are two years different.. Woon Ahjussi is not only Max's secretary, but also Max's cousin. His mother was Max's father's sister.."
"So how old is he now?"
"If Max 27 means maybe 29 or 30 years.."
"Well.but his face is like 25 years old.I think it's the age of a sister-in-law.."
"Stop being childish Yasha.. Woon ahjussi is a good man. He's the one I respect the most.."
"Sister don't call him ahjussi that.."
"Why?"
"Brother-in-law I think it's better.."
"You mean?"
"I like a handsome mas.."
"Huh?"
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A simple wedding party today makes everyone happy. A one-sided marriage planned only by the groom goes according to plan because the woman is unable to protest. The sacred ceremony attended by the family only. Each family consented even though their respective presence was incomplete.
Yana is busy arranging a table that is deliberately placed outdoors, more precisely on the lawn near her wedding altar for a small party that is more like eating together. Everyone seems busy. He was among the family who helped.
Yana's not far from the center. Her eyes looked straight at the man who was now her husband and her one-year-old son, Jemima. Two humans with similar faces were close together. The dark black hair of the father and son glittered in the sunlight. Seeing the closeness of the two made Yana's heart melt, envious. How can painting be more beautiful than that sight. The corner of Yana's lips lifted into a smile.
From that distance, Yana could see Max's anxiety. His hands hugged Jemima tightly but his head searched for him. Max's possessive nature is evident from where he stands today.
Hmmmm.. Yana's breath sounded soft. Now he's completely trapped in Max's life. Moreover, there was Jemima who added to the sticky trap. If it's Max, Yana's willing to be trapped forever.
"I'm looking for you.." Max's voice breaks Yana's daydream. Max was near him.
"Ah.. why?"
"I'm afraid you ran away after saying that promise.."
"God. There are no more than twenty Max. What worries are they? Don't be silly.."
"I'm your wife now Max. name might be.."
"Please promise Yana. for Jemima's sake.I beg you!"
Yana shut up for a second.
"Yes I promise.."
Yana was captured and defeated. His life belongs to Max now. Yana's head was shriveled. What makes Max so worried. It was evident in his desperate eyes. His eyes turned dark.
"Max what's up?" Yana hesitated to ask. He wants to know Max's head.
"I'm afraid you're suddenly disappearing from before me.."
"Hey. I won't. I promised you.."
Max nodded slowly. Somehow he was ambushed by fear when he could not see Yana in front of him. It may sound strange but that's what Max feels like. After making a promise as long as Max is more afraid of losing Yana. He could die if he didn't see Yana. He could be destroyed if Yana was not in his reach. So Max went on looking for Yana. It turns out that she found Yana among her family. His heart was like ice water. He hurriedly approached and forced Yana to promise a second time that she would not leave him.
There is a Jemima between the two of them that can be a binder. But Max wasn't enough. He had to give another Jemima a large sum so that Yana could not escape from him.
"Have the drama finished? All the families are waiting to eat.." Seo Woon's voice interrupts.
Yana realized that everyone was sitting neatly and waiting for them. Shame immediately spread on Yana's cheeks. Surely his conversation with Max was the center of attention.
"Sorry.Suddenly Max.." Yana could not finish her speech because it was interrupted by Yasha.
"Come on, sister.the romantic-romatic event will be in the room. We're all hungry, just sit down.." His voice was shrill with Indonesian. Everyone looked at Yasha. They wonder what Yasha said.
Only Sari-mother Yana---, Yoga, Yasha and Yana understand. They were choking slowly. Yana's cheeks are getting red. As fast as lightning he stepped onto the dining table in embarrassment. Max followed Yana behind him. His hand pulled Yana's arm slowly.
"What did Yasha say? Your cheeks are flushed.. You're okay, right?"
"Huh?" Yana. "none.. Yasha just told us to sit down.." The answer shifted his eyes.
"But your cheeks are flushed.. not feeling well hmm?" Both of Max's hands cupped Yana's face. It made Yana's face turn red.
"Max release. All the family is here now.."
"Why? You're my wife, don't mind them.." Max's voice growled heavily.
"Excuse me brother-in-law.can we eat now?" This time Yasha spoke it in English which everyone seemed to understand.
"Ah. now we can eat now.." Max wave. He approached Yana and whispered.
"Your sister is just like you, baby. Is he stubborn too?"
"Very.."
Seriate...