My Lovely Bodyguard's

Episode 93

"Civil registration!?" marisa exclaimed with a gaping mouth, when she was in front of the building inscribed with civil registration. "Why are we here?" ask him stupidly.

"To eat!" kenzo replied, "This is a civil registry. Of course to register a marriage, are you stupid or stupid?" he continued while clawing at Marisa's head.

"I know that civil registration is the place to register a marriage. But what I'm asking is, why are we here!?" ask again with a grim.

"Because the marriage book needs to have a photo of both of us" he said lightly.

"You mean we're getting married?!" Marisa is getting dizzy and confused about what happened.

"Of course, who else is."

"No! How can you marry like this? You think I know a round five hundreds?" his protest.

"Didn't I tell you I don't want you to be Kenzo Alexander's mistress."

"But—"

"Can't be disturbed!" he said while pulling Marisa's hand to get in there.

"But this isn't our country? How can it be like this?" Marisa's trying to find an excuse.

"Have you never heard of money talking?"

"God I forgot that this Muktar is not short of money!" his mind while looking for another reason, "But doesn't marriage need blessing?"

"Have you forgotten that my father wanted this marriage done long before?"

"I know that, but I don't mean from your family!!"

"I know you're gonna ask me that" Kenzo pulled out his phone and showed him a message that read...

Kenzo: I will marry your sister, I ask your blessing.

Maria: Please.

(Nb: Maria replied to the chat with origin, because she didn't know it was Kenzo's number. And he thought it was just a prank or a stray message, so he did not take it too hard and answered without thinking.)

"Damn lo Markonah! Could it be that easy to give your blessing? Bener-ener ask in pites lo ya...!" marisa's inner being completely at a loss for words for her twin sister.

"Is there another reason?"

Marisa appeared to be silent for a moment before returning to speak, "Ring! Married needs something as ikat—"

Marisa's words were never finished, because Kenzo took the ring box out of her suit pocket. He opened it, and there was a pair of very beautiful rings, with their names engraved on them.

"All your reasons have been broken, so now you must be my wife" Kenzo said, opening the ring box and kneeling before Marisa.

"Hey! Oye! Oye! Your dialogue is wrong, shouldn't you say it like this?" Marisa also tried to give an example of proposing a good and right partner, "Will you be my companion forever? In pain or pleasure, in health or in pain? Accompany, love, and love me for the rest of your life?"

"Of course I want to!" answer Kenzo who even took advantage of the situation.

"You're a fuck? I'm just giving you an example."

"But the point is the same, so let's take care of this and go home."

"E-eh but—"

"We don't have much time. We'll get a big surprise when we get home, so shouldn't I also have to prepare a bigger present?" he said, drawing his face closer to Marisa, "For example, a wife and a child" whispered right beside Marisa's ear.

The blush!

Marisa's face and ears immediately turned red because of Kenzo's speech.

Finally the impromptu wedding, as fast as the round tofu frying his wares was finished. And now they're both in the car.

"I still can't believe, in less than 24 hours all of a sudden I've become a wife. It feels really like a dream," Marisa muttered as she stared at her wedding bouquet.

"But you have to believe. Because all of this is real, not a good dream or anything like that" Kenzo said.

"Wait on! You said there'd be a big surprise when we got back, what surprise did you mean?" marisa asked who remembered that Kenzo had said that the two of them would get a big surprise when they returned later.

"You'll know, if it's time."

"Bas based on a mysterious boss!' slowly swear.

"Boss? You still calling me, boss?" kenzo asked with a hint of displeasure heard from his question.

"Then what should I call you?"

"Whatever."

"Sister?" ask Marisa.

"I'm not your brother."

"Mass?"

"Mas and brother mean the same thing."

Marisa's trying to contain her anger, "Honey?"

"I know I'm sweet, so don't give me a call that'll make me sound even sweeter."

Marisa sighed, holding back the urge to claw at Kenzo's current face.

"Darling?" marisa asked with her tight teeth, she was still trying to be patient.

"Too common."

"My husband?" marisa's frustration level had already risen to the 90% level%.

"Without you calling me that, I'm already your husband."

"Then what do you want me to call...!? Fucking ribet! You're like a woman, but I'm a woman, I don't drag you!"

"Whatever, just call me what you want."

Marisa's face looks red.