
Many say that first love will never disappear even though time continues to roll. First love has a privilege in the heart and it is difficult to disappear and can even forever be something eternal in the life of every lover. Struggling hard to get the reciprocal of that natural sense, willing to erode the sense of ego or tired. All rest on first love.
This is the reason that Abraham Sarha, who loved a woman named Marrisa Claudya Ramana so much. Top beautiful models of Indonesia. Both are born from a wealthy family and are known to many people. If anyone sees, surely many judge they are mismatched pairs, deserve to rise to a more serious level.
Abraham or commonly called Ibra, had a special feeling for Marrisa for quite a long time. Although Marrisa repeatedly refused, but it did not make Ibra discouraged and discouraged.
Ibra was the son of the Sarha family, and in the Sarha family there was no word of surrender. That is what the grandfather always instilled in the offspring of the man in the Sarha family.
Ibra is now 28 years old and is the only child of Fatah Sarha and her mother, Nadira Sarha. Ibra does look quite adequate. The grandfather's education has made him a strong person in the face of social environment, but not with love life.
For Ibra, Marissa was the first love that could never be replaced. Ibra always refused to try taste games with other women. Whether stupid or out of love for death, Ibra never wanted to love another woman other than Marrisa, a high school fellow then until now, as Ibra's age approached the head of three. The mother knew very well about it, she knew how much Ibra loved Marrisa, but she still could not do anything because Ibra did not want to be helped. Ibra wants to fend for herself to get Marrisa's love.
“Ibra, how is Marrisa? He still rejects you?” The question that my mother asks every day.
“Hmmm ... Mama take it easy, soon she'll be Mama's daughter-in-law. I promise.” Ibra was applying bread for breakfast before leaving for work.
“But Mama right, want as soon as possible, Ibra. Mama wants to have a grandchild soon, not to mention you will live in Jakarta for a long time. Mama herself also wants to follow Papa in Singapore, no one lives in Lombok. Separation if your wife is left alone.” Ibra's birth originated in Lombok. In addition, the Sarha family business is centered there. Sarha's family managed a hotel that is quite famous, can be said to be successful, proved many other parties who invite cooperation. Ibra as the successor has been introduced since early. Moreover, it has been the last two years all the work was left to Ibra. Her parents are just monitoring.
“Though I get married as soon as possible, Marrisa still has model contracts in Paris and Italy, Ma. Take it easy he will not be lonely, it looks like we will be busy de-ngan work each.”
“That's him that made Mama fret, surely you guys delayed pregnancy. When did Mama have her granddaughter if you guys were like that?” Nadira looks pensive.
“Just Mama take it easy, I'm sure Marrisa wants to get married and have a child with me,” replied Ibra very confidently.
“Mama instead of fussy, Honey, Mama has a lot of stock of future daughters-in-law if you want.” Nadira looked at her son expectantly. Ibra shook her head, as if knowing the answer, Nadira just snorted resignedly.
“Iya, Mama knows your love is only for Marrisa, even though Marrisa used to be with you,” explained Nadira annoyed.
“Mamaaa..!” Ibra stared hard.
“Iya .. forgive Mama.”
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Ibra was determined to propose to Marrisa, for this time she hoped to succeed even with the appeal of the material.
Currently Ibra pick up Marrisa who is attending a fashion show in the South Jakarta area.
“Hai, Darling. Can you get out already? Must be tired from the fashion show. You are so stunning, Darling.” Ibra peeked at Marrisa's cheek which was answered indifferently by Marrisa. For Ibra it was common, whatever reaction Marrisa would always receive.
Marrisa realizes that Ibra is a kind-hearted man she has known for a long time, but Marrisa wants freedom, she does not want to be bound. Enough of her parents and family to tie Marissa up. Being a model like this now only requires a struggle to pocket permission. A good name and all sorts of family rules should he follow. Although behind him he could always find a gap to rebel.
“I'm dizzy again, Ibra. My mother wants to introduce me to her colleague Papa, my guess will continue to a more serious level. Eventually I will just be the wife who takes care of the household as well as the child, so baby sitter.” Ibra laughed with the complaints of the woman she loved so much.
“Absolutely you don't want to get married?” search Ibra.
“Everything you accept my proposal, if married to me you are free career, I promise it.” Ibra stroked Marrisa's cheek while focusing on driving the car.
“You're serious?” asked Marrisa enthusiastically.
“Yes when did I ever lie to you, honey? I loved you a long time ago, Marrisa, you never realized, anyway.” Ibra's grunt was slightly responded by Marrisa.
“But this is it, Ibra's wedding. I still want a career, and I don't believe love, relationships with men are passionate relationships for me, Ibra. You should know my judgment about love.” Marissa spoke honestly. She's a free-thinking woman with no attachment to feelings.
“Yes, I know you like that, but I still love you, my heart remains unchangeable, dear.” Ibra remains firm. For him, love is accepting what it is. He had always accepted what Marissa was.
“OK, now that I accept your proposal, what do you expect from me?”
“I want you to be pregnant with my son.” Marissa looked shocked. It was as easy as Ibra asking for things to think through.
“That's easy, Marrisa, you don't need to be surprised.” Once again Ibra said relax.
“Ibra, I'm a model, in a period of a few years this does not allow me to get pregnant, anyway I do not want to get pregnant. I don't want to be tied.” Ibra looked disappointed. She should have remembered Marrisa's job demands did not allow her to get pregnant if she was still under contract.
Marrisa again thought of finding a mutually beneficial meeting point. It looks like Ibra could be the answer in the search for freedom. “What if we adopt?” Ibra shook her head with Marrisa's idea. Although her heart was a little happy because it meant that Marrisa accepted her invitation.
“My son should resemble his face to yours, Darling.” Ibra stroked Marrisa's cheek again. The woman just kept quiet and brushed off Ibra's hand. His brain was looking for a way for all he could control.
“OK, I give you time to think. I always wish you would accept my proposal, tomorrow you have an event? We go, want?”
“Still, Ibra. Tomorrow I have a fashion show in Bali, sorry.”
Relax, Ibra, no matter what happens you have to get Marrisa.
While Marissa thought hard. Deep down, he actually wanted to accept Ibra's offer. But hearing the word pregnant was able to make Marrisa think twice about accepting it. And with the freedom Ibra gave him?
“What should I have a child if I marry you?” ask Marissa again. Ibra nodded while laughing lightly. Looks like the seduction this time is acceptable to Marrisa. The girl used to not care about Ibra's previous seduction, but this time it seemed like Marrisa was welcoming.
“Married it to connect offspring, Honey. I want a normal wedding. Have a child and live happily. Simple.”
“Adoption can also be a way out,” bela Marrisa again.
“But not similar to us, Darling.” Marissa has not been able to find a profitable solution. But leaving Ibra is also not the best solution. She needs the status of Ibra's wife if she wants freedom. Remember that! Ibra will give her permission to remain a model, achieving all her dreams without difficulty.
How am I supposed to get a kid whose face looks like mine, huh? inward Marrisa continued to seek solutions to these tempting offers.
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