Prince Cinta Beda Religious

Changed!!

A week has passed, everything is back to normal. Isma still works as a working secretary without ever complaining. Isma became more quiet. He no longer protested with what his superiors ordered.

Prince is busy with his wedding to Keyra. And today Prince accompanied Keyra to choose the invitation and also the wedding dress.

"Prince, how about this one?" Showing the invitation design he likes.

"Good, simple." Answer's short.

Keyra was silent, she knew this marriage was only to cover up her pregnancy. They have also made a pact, immediately divorced after the baby in the womb Keyra was born. Prince also stressed that Keyra did not expect love from him.

"That's it, ma'am." Choose according to Prince's approval.

"OKs. How many thousands do you want to print?"

"1000 only." Sahut Prince's.

"But the Prince was too little, at least 3000 invitations. I have a lot of friends, your miles too, right?" Keyra Protests.

"Thousands of it is mostly, Key. Our marriage is simple, when the pronunciation of promises is enough family and closest friends. The recipe is simple, enough."

Prince replied without looking at Keyra. He was just busy staring at the phone screen while occasionally typing as well. Apparently Prince works while occasionally communicating with Isma as his secretary.

"Prince is done. We're going straight to the dress." Bring Keyra.

"Oh. . . Ok."

Prince took Keyra's hand to the car. Then they headed to the wedding boutique. Upon arrival at the boutique, Keyra immediately tried the dress that she thought was the most beautiful.

"Prince how? Beautiful isn't?" Turn around and swerve with her white dress.

Again and again the Prince agreed. Honestly, as beautiful as Keyra with the dress, in her heart and mind there is only Isma.

"Yes, this dress is all." Keyra lethargic.

Honestly, he was saddened by the Prince's treatment. Yes, she realized Prince didn't want this wedding. But still, Keyra was hoping for more with this marriage.

'I promise Prince, I will make you love me and forget that woman.' Inner Keyra.

"Try the clothes." Advice from the boutique owner.

"Yes mbak. . ." Sahut Keyra's.

"No need. I believe everything is the same as you. His clothes must fit." Reject Prince.

and this time he walked first, because the shirt business was done.

With a feeling of sadness and annoyance Keyra finished their clothes business. Then he immediately caught up with Prince who was ready in the car.

Keyra got into the car, no sound at all. They just keep quiet.

"Where else?" Ask Prince at last.

"Let me go home. After all it seems like you are busy with office work." Sahut Keyra's.

"Key, you don't have to be angry. You know, I did agree to marry you. So we just get married, don't make it complicated. I've got a lot of work in the company."

"Yes, I understand. That's why I want to go home. We're married enough, right? it's all done already." Keyra's upset.

"OKs. I'll drive you home."

Prince drives his car to drive Keyra home. But on the way his eyes instead saw a sight that did not put on his heart. Across the street, Isma was laughing with Bimo in front of the restaurant.

"Eh but Bim, I've met the wise. But he's not as funny anymore." Said Isma while laughing softly.

"Still funny him, Is. Maybe he's cool in front of you."

"It can be."

They laugh again while waiting for their lunch to be wrapped.

Ting…

Isma's phone rang, the notification on her Wa. Apparently Wa of Prince.

Boss:

Don't forget to prepare my lunch.

I will soon be at the office.

Isma was silent reading the message. Prince should have had lunch with Keyra. They are not taking care of all the wedding needs.

"I guess after Boss gets married, I'll be a little free from this kind of job." Isma.

"meaning?" Ask Bimo curiously.

Isma also thrust her Handphone to Bimo. Bimo's eyes were rounded as he read Wa from the Prince.

"Sweet of a man. Why don't you have lunch with your boy."

"Growled kali. Understandably, every marriage will start there must be a mistake and a debate."

"Boss is weird. Old fiancee Amanda, uh no wind no rain even married Keyra. Or maybe Keyra is pregnant. . ."

"Husse. . . You're there, Bim. It's up to them, it's none of our business." Sahut Isma's.

It was actually not just Bimo who thought that way, ever since Prince announced about his sudden marriage to Keyra, all the employees were gossiping about the same thing.

Isma who knew about the truth could only remain silent. He doesn't want to bother about all that. Honestly, Isma's heart was still very disappointed and hurt by Prince.

How not to get hurt, Prince came to offer love and happiness, but it turned out to be just a joke. Isma was still trying to calm her heart. Trying to maintain his professionalism as a secretary.

"Yes, I ordered another one for the Boss' lunch." continued Isma.

"Ok, I'll just wait here." Answer Bimo.

Isma also stepped into the restaurant, all of them picked up their orders that turned out to be ready.

Prince is heading towards Keyra's house. After dropping off Keyra, Prince went straight to the Company without asking if Keyra would like to have lunch or not.

So hurt was Keyra's heart to get such treatment from Prince. After Prince Keyra cried and he also felt his stomach ache, it seemed like he had stomach cramps.

Seriate...