The Disabled Young Master's Substitute Wife

Dilemmas

All the ways Anggi did to get Arief's heart.

This time he asked Chandra to accompany him shopping for baby clothes for Asyia.

"Ngi loh why buy all baby clothes? another hamidun? He said you were a virgin? but instead of shopping for baby clothes. "ask Chandra while driving while Anggi is still improving with her make-up.

"Look, I want to see his nephew Mr. Arief, aka look for Chan's face. Just once Mr. Arief was intrigued to see my sincerity." Angels.

"Is ish Sincere from where? Do you want a baby if you were Arief's wife?" chandra asked, glancing towards Anggi.

"Yes, don't dong! What's the point of me marrying the president director but still having a baby. Yes find a babysister for his nephew. My son is not necessarily the cave that takes care of. " Anggis.

"Eh started to fantasize about it again. If not, people can go crazy" ucsp Chandra pursed his lips.

"Silent look away, "grunts Anggi.

They also entered the baby shop.

After selecting some clothes for the baby girl, they headed straight for Arief's house.

***

Santi was at her dresser, getting dressed, the plan was that today they would visit Assyia.

In addition to the two of them, Barley also invited Mr. Marco and Wati.

Barley opened the door to his room and saw his wife adorned.

Hm

"No one should have welcomed me at the door, my wife was busy dressing up apparently, " barley said as he wrapped his arms around Santi's stomach and then smelled the niche of his wife's neck, sipping the scent he always missed.

Santi smiled as she touched her husband's face.

"I want to look more beautiful, dear, to be worth it to you, "he said as he leaned his head against the chest of the husband's field.

"But I'd rather see you without thick make-up. " Barley's.

Santi turned her body, looking at her husband.

"I just want to be the best for you" he said, staring at Barley's face with a sparkling gaze.

Barley laughed.

"You are the best, and you can never change" he said as he kissed his wife's lips.

Some time they also link their lips together, making out with affection.

Santi pulled his face, as he felt tight almost lost his breath, due to Barley's lips.

"Dear, comeon. It'll be too late. After Arief's bang house we stopped by my parents' house."Santi.

"Yes, honey, I'm getting ready. " Barley's.

***

Barley and Santi walked out of the room in warm arms.

And no less friendly is a couple who are in another love drunk.

Mr. Marco and Wati. Both of them seemed to be joking and chatting.

The face of Mr. Marco was so sparkling, the sincere love he longed for came from a woman as simple as Wati.

Not a businessman or celebrity.

Because he no longer wants to be hurt by pseudo love.

"Let's Daddy go ." Take Barley.

Two couples of different generations but both look friendly walking hand in hand through the corridor.

A sense of happiness and pride felt by Wati when walking through the corridor, with a wealthy businessman.

Likewise Mr. Marco, although Wati is not as beautiful as Andini or his wife in Milan, but with Wati his heart feels calm.

Now it is no longer Munir who accompanies him anywhere, but Wati.

The woman he will marry soon.

Mr. Marco plans to marry Wati next week, they will marry in Wati village.

All plans have been prepared by Barley without bothering Mr. Marco himself.

Because of his busy life, Barley did not have much time for Santi.

***

The atmosphere of the night was suddenly tense and gripping, because the face of Mr. Alex who looked sad.

All seemed to have no taste in eating their food, the shadow so loose immediately filled their heads.

After dinner, the plan is that Mr. Alex will talk to the princess about the plan to match her with Mr. Demian.

Tings, spoons and forks are placed on the plate.

Gleak.a glass of drinking water pushes food that feels stuck in his throat.

"Cintya! Papi wants to talk." Mr. Alex.

"Speak to Papi. " Cinty.

"Cintya, there's only one way that our company can bounce back. And of course we can save the company and pay the company's debts."

mr. Alex deliberately spoke at the time they had finished enjoying dinner.

"What is Papi? "ask Cintya while playing her spoon on the plate.

Mr. Alex threw his breath out violently.

"You must want to marry Mr. Demian." Mr. Alex.

Miranda turned her face toward Alex.

"Bapy! you mean Mr. Demian the real estate entrepreneur? " ask Miranda in shock.

"Yes Mami, "that's Mr. Alex with weight.

Cindy looked at Alex's face.

"Originally he's a rich businessman. Its okay's. I am agree." Cintyas.

Sir Alex swallowed his saliva. Heard the statement from his daughter.

Cintya doesn't know who Mr. Demian is.

Miranda rubbed her chest.

"What fire is there is no other way to save our fate. Why sacrifice Cintya. She's our only daughter."Mirandas.

Cintya looks relaxed, she thinks Mr. Demian is a handsome businessman like Barley.

Of course he agreed.

"What's wrong Mommy. Just for a few moments, at most a few more years. The old man is dead" said Mr. Alex.

Uhuk uhuk uhuk, immediately Cintya choked after drinking water in her glass.

"What's? Old bangka? " question Cintya was shocked with glaring eyes.

"Yes Cintya. Mr. Demian is indeed rich, but he is an old man of sixty-five years and has many wives! " clearly Miranda.

Cintya was shocked.

"What's? No Papi! I don't want to marry an old man. I want to marry a handsome CEO like Barley Hiks. "

Cintya was shocked and immediately cried hysterically.

Hiks hyks.

"Cintya! But that's the only way to save our fate and Papi's company. And once Papi's company rises again we'll take revenge against Barley!" mr. Alex.

"Hiks hiks, why am I the victim of Papi. I feel disgusted if I have to get married and sleep in bed with an old man, who is even older than Papi hiks. "Cintyas

Cinta got up and ran while crying towards her room.

"Bapy! don't you have any other way? pity Cintya Papi," said Miranda.

"Papi had no other way, even Papi willingly bowed his face before the arrogant young master to avoid all this." Mr. Alex.

The two husband and wife stared at each other, feeling tense again.

While Cintya cried sobbing in her room, the choice was so difficult. Choose to fall poor or marry old grandparents who have many mistresses.

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