Port of Love Sang Casanova

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The second child born to his wife was married, and it made his heart happy.

Mr. Penghulu gave the file and had to be signed by both brides, deftly Radit signed. While Nada was still pensive to look at the marriage book that displays his name there.

"Have you, Miss Nada? " ask pengghulu. Tone turned his head and immediately moved his hand making a signature and handed it back to pak pengulu.

"Okay thanks, I have to say goodbye first. Happy new life," said pak penghulu, they shake hands and pak pengulu also waltzed away.

Dani immediately instructed all residents to enjoy the dishes that were already available in the reception room there. Arfan seemed to help Dani, the man who last night looked cruel was actually able to do good.

I'm between Nada and Radit. There was also a pak ustad who looked smiling towards the two awkward-looking brides.

"Mas Marvel, it's halal." Mr. Ustadz who was already familiar with Radit looked tempting. Radit published a smile, and inadvertently Nada caught the smile and was able to shake her heart.

"Mbak Nada, Allah likens wives to fields or places to grow crops. Just as the fields produce fruit when planted with trees, so do the wives who produce offspring. So, serve the husband well," said Mr. Ustad advising but as if teasing the two brides.

Tone closed his eyes. Yes, even how Radit considers this marriage, which clearly Nada intends to worship.

"Surat Al-Baqarah verse 223 is a verse that contains the parable, Bismilbirahohmanirohim," said pak ustad again.

نِسَاۤؤُكُمْ حَرْثٌ لَّكُمْ ۖ فَأْتُوْا حَرْثَكُمْ اَنّٰى شِئْتُمْ ۖ وَقَدِّمُوْا لِاَنْفُسِكُمْ ۗ وَاتَّقُوا اللّٰهَ وَاعْلَمُوْٓا اَنَّكُمْ مُّلٰقُوْهُ ۗ وَبَشِّرِ الْمُؤْمِنِيْنَ

...223. Your wives are the fields for you, so come to your fields at any time and in the way you like. Prioritize (the good) to yourself. Fear Allah and know that you will (later) meet Him. Give glad tidings to those who believe....

Hearing the words of Mr. Ustadz made Nada shudder in horror, but it made Radit happy. Somehow, Radit's heart seemed to feel calm.

"Then, I have to say goodbye. Sakinah, mawadah and warohmah for you until the end of your life" said Mr. Ustad.

"Amin" said Nada and Radit simultaneously. Dad drove Mr. Ustadz forward.

While now in the room lived Radit and Nada. The two stared at each other, even from earlier sitting side by side, only this time Radit stared intensely at the beautiful face of Nada who had now become his legal wife.

Staring at the beautiful face that was now able to create turmoil in his heart.

"Me" said the two at the same time.

"We'd better get out of here soon" Radit said, looking cold

"But what about this show?" tanya Nada and avenged Radit's sharp gaze. Tone took a long breath.

"Okay we go" said Nada relented.

"You should know, I married you because of the compulsion to save the company. I don't even admit you in the audience where I actually stand, just because I did my papa's request, so you need to know your position. You're only a temporary wife until my project is complete, and it's your fault that you didn't sign the contract file yesterday, don't blame me if you don't get anything later," said Radit at length and able to stab the heart of Nada.

"You take it easy Mr. Marvel Raditia Dika, I know the position where I stand," said Nada then stepped away followed by Radit's steps.

Both of them came out and headed to the parking lot, Radit opened the door to Nada, looking so very sweet and harmonious. The view was witnessed by the villagers. However, it is a pity that sweetness does not seem like reality.

On the way they were silent to each other,

until Nada ventured to open the conversation.

"Where are we going, dear Mr Radit?" ask Nada with full investigation.

"Is there no better call? Didn't you just call me different" Radit said. The look in his eyes remained towards the front there without turning towards Nada.

Tone let out a long sigh then looked towards her husband. Husbands who consider their marriage only temporary.

"Then what should I call?" tanyanya Jutek's. Radit smiled faintly. Why does seeing the behavior of a wife who has not been able to meet him make him happy? He was very emotional.

"Yes call me baby like that, it's better and sounds friendly" Radit said, Nada scrunched her forehead.

"I'll call you baby, but not for free" said Nada. Radit looked enthusiastic and looked towards Nada.

"Then?" ask Radit.

"You are forbidden to play with women and cause their lipstick to be left on your shirt" Nada said. Radit glanced towards Nada and smiled cynically.

"So if it doesn't leave a mark can it?" ask Radit.

Nada quite know Raditt's habits, several times with different women, and certainly Radit has many women. To stop it directly might not be possible, but he will try, even though he must be able to divert the world of Radit later.

"Yes the point is I don't want to see it" said Nada.

"So you want me to keep your feelings?" ask Radit.

Tone just went silent. Radit stopped his car in the apartment parking lot.

"I can get affectionate calls from any woman, do you think you're attractive so forbid me?" ask Radit cynically.

"How many times do I have to tell you, you have to know your position. You're nobody, don't interfere in my business and I don't interfere in your personal affairs either. Now come down, you can sleep in my apartment or your brother's" Radit said.

"Okey, then take me to my own apartment" said Nada.

"Aren't you able to get in the car? Don't get spoiled, go alone, it's the car keys for you, the car is there. Remember, our marriage is only a status of a miss. Remember that" Radit said.

Tone let out a long sigh, Radit really tested his patience.

"Get out, I have to go to the office right now,"

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