Stuck Married a Contract with a Young Arab Master

Crazy idea

Sultan drove his car towards Corniche, Corniche is a road that stretches on the beach around the beach.

This time the Sultan took Maymunah to Seif beach, one of the beach names that stretches about 2 km on the Red Sea coast.

This beach is the coolest and most beautiful beach in the city of Jeddah.

"God, that's beautiful"

"Sultan, why do you call this sea the Red Sea?, when the water is the same as the other sea water" Maymunah asked while sitting on the foundation that became the boundary between sea water and sand.

"This is because in this sea there is a group of bacteria called Trichodesmium erythraeum, this bacteria turns blue sea water into brownish red. Some say that this is because there is a desert around Egypt which is eaten by a red desert. Allahu a'lam, I also do not know for sure "Sultan said while looking at Maymunah's face which was still covered with a veil.

"Oh yes Sultan, I've heard in Jeddah there is a very beautiful fountain. Are you taking me there?"

"You mean Nafuroh Malik Fahad (fountain king Fahad)?, Tomorrow I take you there, In sha Allah"

"Aren't we going to the immigration office tomorrow to get me a ID?"

"Make it later, after we register our marriage. I'll extend your visa. Tomorrow I'm going to the interior ministry to take care of my files"

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As the day wore on, the Sultan began to get ready to go to the ministry office to register their marriage.

"Alhamdulillah, we have arrived. You wait in the car! I'll be right back." He said after they arrived at the interior ministry office.

The sultan rushed into the office and consulted with the ministry employees who were there.

But dear thousand, he was late. It turned out that her brother and Summayyah's parents had already registered her marriage and Summayyah.

"Sultan, why does your face look gloomy? What the hell's going on? " Tanya Maymunah after the Sultan returned to her car.

The Sultan smiled faintly. He immediately got into his car and drove his car without answering his wife's questions.

"Oh my God, what should I say to Maymunah? he must have been disappointed with his "Murm in heart.

"Sultan why don't you answer?" Maymunah tried asking again.

"I'm sorry, honey. But you don't feel sad. I'll try another way."

"Why indeed?"

"Darling, I'm late. Brother Muhammad and Sumayya's parents have registered my marriage with Summayya"

Degs...

Maymunah immediately froze, a clear bulir was seen inundating his eyes and began to wet his veil.

"That means you can't register again, unless you dare to thwart your marriage to Sumayya, or.or if you marry Sumayya, then you need a license from Sumayya. Aye right?" Maymunah asked in a soft voice.

"Yes dear. And it's so hard, I .I'm sure my mom will refuse to cancel my and Sumayya's marriage." Answer Sultan pasrah.

Maymunah leaned his head against the glass of the Sultan's car.

"Does that mean you're going to be polygamous? And not necessarily also Summayyah gave permission" Tanyanya cirih.

"Darling, don't despair. God will give us a way out. Rest assured sweetheart!" The Sultan continued to try to persuade Maymunah who had now frozen.

Maymunah remained silent, until they arrived at the Apartment, Maymunah immediately went into the room and locked herself.

Tok Tok Tok Tok's..

"Darling, please open baby! please don't make me go wrong. I'm definitely looking for the right way out for us baby"

The Sultan kept knocking on the door of his room, but there was no reply from Maymunah.

Shortly after, his phone rang.

Trings..

[Sultan, I've decided, I'm going back to Indonesia. I can't continue our marriage, if it's just Sirri's wedding. It's not that I don't love you, I'm really in love with you ..But I. I love more of my future children and descendants. I couldn't have had a child without an official identity. How will their fate be. Sorry Sultan, if this decision will leave a wound, but believe me. The wound of my heart is deeper than the wound of your heart] .

The Sultan's eyes rounded immediately, as he read piece by piece the sentence sent by his wife.

He rushed to the door and knocked it back.

"Darling, why did you decide unilaterally? Aren't you thinking of me? Baby.open the door! let's talk about our problem again..Honey!" Seraya cried Sultan while banging on the door of his room, but Maymunah did not budge at all. Even if he is behind the door.

Maymunah, who was behind the door, was only able to cry a mouthful. His body and also the Sultan's body felt limp and sag. Their bodies sagged down simultaneously despite being blocked by the door.

"Sultan, I'm sorry! hu hu hu" Maymunah muttered in between her tears.

Night began to creep, but Maymunah still did not want to open the door to the room. Because in his room there was a bathroom, he still did not want to open the door for the Sultan.

"[Dear, I'm going with my friend. I bought you food. You have to eat"] Sent.

After sending a message to his wife, he immediately rushed to the place where he would meet his friends Fahad and Faisal.

They held a meeting in a hidden place in Jeddah, where they could freely enjoy their freedom.

"Hey bro, how are you? Have you forgotten with us hah.haha since marrying your Indonesian wife, you forgot our same" said Fahad greeting the Sultan.

The Sultan smiled briefly. While Faisal remained silent, he still felt awkward about trying to do something embarrassing to his friend's wife.

"She's leaving, I'm so confused. On the other hand, I can't afford to refuse mother's request to marry a real girl here, but on the other hand, I can't possibly afford to lose Maymunah" said the Sultan.

"Here bro, all women are the same, just love the money later he melted and still want to be with you and you can still marry a Native girl here" replied Abdurahman.

"You're wrong, Maymunah is different from the others. She did not ask for my property, all she asked for was one hundred officially as wives recognized by our country as well as her country".

"Well.really?"Fahad.

"Yes, now he's decided to go home and get divorced with me, because I can't register our marriage. My sister registered my marriage with the girl of my mother's choice. Either way I had to persuade him to stay and stay by my side" replied the Sultan

while mengegelak drinks are served by his friend.

" Ah you, if she doesn't want to already. Not that you've already straightened the honey. Yes let him go " Fahad said at will.

"I told you, I couldn't quite leave him. I'd rather die if I had to part with him "

Fahad and the others laughed laughing at the Sultan's wryness.

"Hahaha lebay you Sultan, rich there are no other girls" they said between their laughter.

"What's so good about him?" Ask Fahad.

"Where do I know, we haven't done the first night "The Sultan replied. He was affected by the drink he drank.

"Haha yes indeed. Then you do dong.

As long as you know Sultan, a woman who has felt it once, she will be addicted and she will not be able to leave you. So if you want him to stay by your side, do the first night with him" Fahad added.

"I don't dare, I'm afraid he'll get even more angry"

"Ahkh don't be stupid. They will be angry for a moment, but later he will also forgive you and will not be able to lose you"

"Is that true?" The sultan asked again.

"Yes it's true. I'll give you medicine, then give it to him, and enjoy it next"

With gontai steps, the Sultan rushed back to his rented apartment.

He was really worried, between carrying out his friend's crazy idea or still letting Maymunah go from him.