The Forced Marriage Maid

Get ready

Nathan was in the study room with Rehan's secretary, who was busy treating bruises on his face, sitting on the couch, rehan was eager to laugh because his annoyance had been represented by Mr. Abdi's treatment that night.

"You know Rehan I'm getting annoyed with the hick, 'cause he's the one who got beat up." Nathan tore a new book in his lap.

Being beaten like this still blames the young mistress, ckckck you do not realize Master if it is all your own fault; inner Rehan.

"Ehh Rehan why keep quiet.?" Nathan hits Rehan's shoulder, which is still busy treating his face.

"I'm listening to you talk, sir." he slowly applied Nathan's cheek ointment with extra care. "I'm so upset." Nathan dumped the rest of the floor book cover how many sheets of paper were pressed in the room.

Rehan better be quiet bosen once serve the strange man was eager he scratched his face, fit Nathan's face in front of him but it is not a commendable thing.

Rehan stopped when Nathan was gone from before him, now the man was standing and Rehan's reflexes were standing respectfully beside him.

"I want to go to the hospital." He spoke while confirming his suit.

"Good sir." Rehan bowed in reply.

The two of them just went to the hospital, Nathan was embarrassed to see his own face why not look funny bonyok everywhere,who else if not the actions of papa and grandmother who defended the beloved crown princess so she was affected.

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Cling.!

Love's phone that was squeezed on the table rang loudly, when he just came out of the bathroom immediately grabbed his phone saw the incoming call with the name of Mr. Dilan without hesitation he replied.

{Callable conversation}

"Good morning Mr. Dilan, what's the matter." Kasih opens the conversation first while walking towards the window and then sits in her arms.

"Morning, you've got your ad aired today." Dilan was on the balcony of the apartment enjoying a glass of milk coffee.

"Yes I've seen it sir." he bit his nails.

"Emm so apparently, oiya you get ready there's someone who wants to meet you."

"Who is Mr.?" confused asking.

"Later also you know, neat clothes later I will pick you up at the usual place.OK bye."

Tut, Tut.

{Conversation after}

Kasih stared at the mobile screen digesting Dilan's words why did the man suddenly tell her to get ready to meet someone, for what?.

Not want to take a headache You get down from the window walking to the table and re-charge the cell phone battery, he entered the changing room to change clothes.

He chose his favorite udik outfit a long dark brown dress patterned with flowers,

skirts are very lace-faced flowers are very comfortable when worn.

He took the brown rubber pansus shoes from his suit senis with the appearance, as usual stylish with the geeky appearance of village hick-dick.

All finished he rushed away no need to ask permission from the lightning master at least he will get the answer "I don't care."

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Love has memorized who the owner of the car is Dilan according to his promise earlier he picked up Kasih.

Love immediately ran and in the end he arrived without saying a word he played in, a greeting he gave to Dilan the man returned his greeting the car drove down the road.

Kasih did not want to ask her fear that she would interfere with the concentration of Dilan who was driving so she played her cell phone.

After how long the car stopped in front of the cafe, Dilan went down first then the man kindly opened the door to Kasih he was a little unpleasant.

"Sir, where are we here.?" He stared at the cafe when he was outside the car.

"Later you'll know, come on in." enthusiastically invite.

Dilan holding the hands of Kasih like their lovers entered the luxurious cafe, an empty table with the VVIP logo is available on the spot. Dilan pulled a chair to let Kasih sit after the woman sat down he sat next to her.

"Servant!"

Flicking a finger to the passing servant, the beautiful woman came walking gracefully with the menu and placed it on the table.

Dilan took the book. "What do you want to order.?" Dilan offers Kasih to choose good food.

"Volcano curry and Fossil excavation cake drinking water limit only." The original love of choosing a Japanese menu he did not know how the shape of the food was occasionally not why the luxury style.

"I am the same." Dilan does not know which one to choose.

"Please wait for a moment." the waiter took the menu book from Dilan's hand and left.

Dilan opened his phone for a while then called someone as long as he called Kasih just silently look at the front page of the cafe, Cafe, the view is very beautiful ears on his left flickering to hear the conversation Dilan using Spanish either talk to whom.

"Love!"

Dilan had finished calling he called Kasih who was focused on enjoying the view of the cafe background decorated with various kinds of flowers, heard his name called he also turned to look towards Dilan.

"What's up, sir.?" he gave a simple smile to a man as handsome as Dilan.

The man shook his head smilingly looking at Kasih for a moment his eyes caught a pair of Kasih eyes, the two pairs of eyes stared at each other for a few minutes.

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

Dilan's question suddenly disperse his daydream the man discussed about what girlfriend he should answer, wanted to tell the truth if he said married is not possible, it is not possible, yesterday he claimed to be a girl and his status was recorded in all the files he filed yesterday when everyone knew including Dilan, so he had to lie again.

"Not yet." lying for the good doesn't seem like a good thing.

"Not yet, um how long have you been single?" Dilan is not sure that Love is really single but if judged in terms of appearance it can be so.

"Where there are men who want to be with me sir, I'm just finding crackers" said the mother-in-law is still stored permanently in her brain.

"Actually you are very beautiful but your appearance, uh sorry in advance, you look very kampungan with an ancient style like this but if you fox a little surely you will look more beautiful than all the beautiful women in one Asian continent." give a little death.

Dilan down Kasih's braided hair split her hair from top to bottom using her right fingers, a little amused Kasih felt she shifted her chair slightly away from the aggressive man.

The ordered food came Dilan stopped holding the hair of Kasih as soon as he took the food, they ate it together Japanese-style food that feels bad he feels willing to vomit when swallowing the food, he said, but already in the message how else.

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