Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

154. Good News

Arga went back to fighting, leaving me unable to say anything. Just embarrassed and wanted to cover my face with something so as not to look like my face was hot and might have been flushed.

He just chuckles at seeing me like that.

"Yes yes ...."

"Hehe, why? I'm really, Yu. I really want to take you to KUA now. I've seen the wedding dress and the kebaya, I also imagine you wear that shirt on our happy day. Ah, Yu's. I feel like I've spread a lot of invitations in the future" said Arga with a sigh that sounded rude.

"I don't think I'm willing to see your beauty by so many people, Yu," she said.

This time I was the one chuckling to hear him say that. "You're the one who made the show, why are you sorry?" I asked, wanting to laugh actually, but I just held it.

Arga pursed his lips, his gaze now focused on the increasingly crowded streets in the afternoon.

"Father who wants a big party, if I really want us in KUA alone is enough, so that no one else admires your beauty," said Arga again. There was a tone of voice that was upset and not accepted.

"Yes, if I was up to you how. You yourself want to throw a party. I want it to be simple" I said. It is imagined how later in the party, a party made by rich people that I often see in Korean dramas. Will it be the same as in the movie?

"I can't fight Papa if it's like this. Papa is very happy with our relationship, especially because Gara also fits you. Know how a grandfather spoils his grandson. So to welcome you into our family, Papa wants everyone to know about you. Know who the daughter-in-law of the Ramayudha family is. My wife will." Arga looked at me with a very sweet smile. I smiled as well, in my heart there was happiness, but also fear. In this way I cannot will as I please and must be able to maintain the good name of the Ramayudha Family.

We didn't go anywhere after that, because Arga had other business and I also had other work at home. Silence and no activity makes me now focus on my writing back.

"Rare you going to eat first?" asked Arga to look at me a little.

"No, next time. You have a job, right?"

He's nodding. "But I can quit my job later, all right."

"Don't, work isn't good if it's delayed. You better finish your job first."

"Yes already is. I'll just go with my future wife."

The car was close to home, he deliberately brought this car at a slow speed until I could not wait to replace him who was driving.

"I'll call you later after my work is done, yeah." Arga said before I got out of the car. I nodded and said yes as the answer.

Arga's car was gone, I went inside the house and saw Mom watching TV.

"It has. Let's go to the room first huh, ma'am." I said. Without hearing Mom's answer, I immediately entered the room.

I took a picture of myself in the mirror with the two clothes I tried. Smiling satisfied with what I saw there. I do look different from that outfit, is it because it's expensive? I checked on Mbak Yeni's IG page, and also asked Desi, the price of one outfit from there is no joke. According to me who is not a bear, the price of the dress is quite astounding.

The tring!

The noise made me slightly round my eyes while reading the contents of the message. There was one chat from an editor who reported that the script I sent to the next place with the logo 'F' passed the script curation. I didn't think that because I was unemployed, I turned into a big dreamer.

[Good afternoon, I'm Lina – pseudonym yes 🤭– from 'F'. I would like to inform you that the manuscript with the title: I Hate U, But I Love U has passed the editor's review and we will immediately send an email for his signature. Please prepare valid personal data.] The message in the chat was with a heart emoticon and was red.

My chest pounded loudly, not expecting that the story I sent there finally had news also after a few weeks ago I sent by email. I was just sending my script there. Trying a new place that is said to be difficult for many people. Thank God, sustenance is for me because I can get this opportunity.

I got to prance happily in the room for getting this good opportunity.

I quickly set up my ID after replying to a chat from the editor. Before long the email came with the name of the company when I opened it, containing about the exclusive contract signature agreement that I received.

After getting the email, the story I sent to the editor I copied to the web with the address of the new place.

I don't know what I was thinking at the time, making up the story of a girl who helped her best friend's sister when she was drunk. He had just come home from work at night and found out that his best friend's brother was drunk. To cause good intentions to drive the man home even ended with unexpected events. The ensnared honor made the girl hate the figure she had just helped. The girl went away and hated her best friend's sister with all her soul. However, the brother of his best friend never knew if the figure of the woman he was g*uli last night was a different person to the person he met in his room in the morning, he said, this makes the man accountable to the wrong person.

Where he thought, if after the incident she was pregnant, until one day the girl had to return to her hometown to meet the man who had desecrated her because of the state of her son who was seriously ill.

Geez, imagining a child with severe pain makes me a little claustrophobic. It's just a story, I just want to bring a story with another theme, not just a polygamy theme that I've been making all this time.

I looked for the file with the title, and immediately copied it. Adding a few chapters that have been thought of for a long time, so it was interrupted by Mother's call from outside.

"Mandi, Yu. already wants Magrib!" call Mom from outside my door. I who was in charge of my work immediately stopped and took a towel to take a bath.

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Sorry, Othor ngacapruk, is trying hard this ⁇ ️😂😂.

Yuk, gass!!

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