THE PASSION OF THE CEO
CHAPTERS 146. FRANS AND ROSA
“Why are you here? Didn't I get married after my seven-monthly event?” asked Deandra who looked at Frans and Rosa who were facing in her office.
“Hem..begini mistress. I want an after---” application event
“No need! Lamar-lamar, waste energy. Get married!” Deandra racau.
“Dea, when there is no application is marriage directly?”
“Irit cost, if in time a little belly loe distended like me. Want?”
“Eh...direct time bloated? Loe nakutin me huh?”
“No! Mending hasten aja, quickly marry after that you want to do what is up, already halal.”
Frans did not dare to comment, afraid that the madam could get angry. ‘I am really happy if you get married as soon as possible.’ Frans muttered in his heart while smiling.
“Assistant Frans! You're a tambet, huh? Why smile of your own from earlier?” ask Deandra.
“Bu—not so mistress. If you can today I want permission to take Rosa to the boutique to choose a wedding dress.”
“Ah...go away. My mumpung mumpung again kind.” expel Deandra. Frans immediately drew Rosa's hand leaving the mistress chuckling in her study.
While exiting the elevator, they cross paths with Verrel who accidentally comes to his wife's office.
“Where are you going?” verrel asked astonished to see Frans pulling Rosa's hand.
“I—ini, Sir. We were expelled madam.” said Frans stammered.
“What? My wife kicked you out? Why?”
“Because I have not bought a wedding dress for our wedding.”
“Married? Meaning?” ask Verrel who doesn't know about their marriage.
“Whatever the madam didn't say, Sir? Madam forced us to get married after her seven-monthly event. Because I was busy forgetting about the wedding.”
“Ehm. Yes already gone there.” Verrel scrunched his forehead and went into the elevator. Upon arrival at his wife's study, Verrel opened the door. Deandra smiled broadly at the arrival of her husband. “Honey, I want to ask.”
“Ask what?”
“So I met Frans downstairs, said he wanted to get married. What right?”
Instead of answering, the pregnant woman laughed out loud. “Why laugh, baby? Is Frans really getting married?”
“Iya. I forced them to marry. Instead of making a sin.” said Deandra without guilt. Again he chuckles at forcing Frans and Rosa to marry.
“But why? I don't understand what you mean.”
“They are both single, I think they are also a compatible couple, aren't they?”
“Surely there is something! What have you done Miss Verrel?”
“Ha...ha...ha....I got them married on Saturday.”.
“What? A saturday? But they don't love each other, baby. How could you force those two to marry? If they're not happy, don't you feel guilty?”
“Ssssttt. They like each other, in fact they make out in-upss,” Deandra immediately covered her mouth with both hands, she slipped.
“What? Fondled? No no no no.. There's no way Frans did that.”
“But the truth is, I saw for myself, so I'm legal they should get married! Sooner than later bloated like me.”
Verrel still can't believe what he's hearing. Frans really did that? Since when did his assistant become such a pervert? What the fuck, my assistant and my wife's assistant got married?
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“Welcome Mr. Frans. Please sit down, my staff will bring some dresses to try,” said Melia the boutique owner. Rosa circulated the sight of seeing expensive dresses. “Frans, why should this be cut? It must be expensive, we go elsewhere yes.”
“No. This is one of the boutique subscriptions of the Ceyhan family, the big lady who told me to bring you here. Madam also chose the dress, you just try and choose which one you like.” Frans explained. She already knew Rosa would definitely refuse especially if the girl knew how much her wedding dress was worth. Boutique staff brought some dresses to try, Rosa tried some pretty dresses but the choice fell on a simple dress. But Frans refused with too simple a reason. She wants Rosa to wear a beautiful and expensive dress at the wedding, even though the wedding is not as luxurious as Verrel and Deandra's wedding.
“It's so expensive! I want a cheaper dress,” Rosa said as soon as she saw the price of her wedding dress.
“Loe what does it want? Masa loe want to marry a cheap dress?”
“Not that Dea, I feel bad, the price of the dress is expensive.” replied Rosa.
“Loe don't mind price! Loe's husband is a lot of money! Loe favors Rosa, wedding only once, remember that!” deandra said then cut off the phone. Rosa could only sigh deeply. Continuing to argue is also meaningless, finally Rosa just kept quiet when Frans chose a wedding dress and other necessities.
“Where else are we going?” ask Rosa.
“Ke hotel, my dear my love.” joked Frans.
“A—what to ho—tel?” rosa asked with a trembling voice.
“Iya, to hotel!”
“Ah no! I don't want to!” refuse Rosa shaking her head.
“Why not? We have to go to the hotel now.”
“You're the only one to the hotel. Basic perverted issues, would like to go to the hotel.”
“Hah? Who's the pervert? Eiittt. Must be weird thinking because I took you to the hotel. Aye? Come ngaku.”
“No! I don't think weird. What to do in the hotel?”
“Ya, make a look at our wedding venue ROSA!”
“Oh! Going to the hotel just for that? What is our wedding at the hotel?”
“Do you want anything else? May also..he...he.” said Frans joking but make Rosa's face red because she had been mistaken. “We went to the hotel on the orders of the Madam, she said our wedding should be held at the hotel belonging to the Ceyhan family. Not the hotel where the event was yesterday but the other hotel.”
“Oooo so! I don't know why I asked, Frans!”
“Huh! The wife has no romance. Call darling or honey or baby so,” protest Frans.
Rosa just grunted unwilling to answer because she did not know what to call Frans. Frans pulls Rosa's hand into the car and drives to one of the Ceyhan family's hotels. This hotel is not as big as the hotel that yesterday hosted the seven-monthly event but is one of the famous hotels in Jakarta. Rosa just glared at the hotel building where her wedding will take place.
“Frans, this is the place? Surely the rent is expensive, why not somewhere else?”
“Eh...Rosa Rosa! Who has a hotel does not ask to be paid.”
“Hah? You mean, Dea....”.
“Iya! Don't call names impolite! The big lady told us to have our wedding here. If you want to protest, just protest with Madam and Mister!”
“You're so chatty! Either I can survive being your wife or not!”
“Oho….Rosa! Don't talk like that, my dear. You won't be able to get far from me when it's close. The proof from earlier you hold my hand continues, hm.” said Frans glanced at his arm which since getting off the car always held by Rosa. Suddenly the girl's face blushed but somehow she was reluctant to let go of her hand. Frans showed the hotel's convention hall to Rosa. A WO is waiting for them and shows the design for the wedding later. The invitation card was completed and given to Frans. “When is this invitation printed? Why don't I know? It's beautiful once.”
“No need to ask your opinion! All in protest, but you like the invitation?”
“One likes! Thanks darling!” finally Rosa subconsciously called out to him sweetly.
“Ha...ha..ha....finally say too! I told you that being close to me will definitely keep sticking.”
They were busy with their wedding day. Rosa was driven home with a lot of stuff. “Tomorrow we spread the invitation, I pick up at seven o'clock in the morning ya.”
“Good. What breakfast will you make tomorrow?” ask Rosa.
“Make a good one yes my dear Rosa is beautiful!”
“Already Frans! No need to seduce no mother.”
“It's okay Rosa. Mom was also once young.” sahut mom chuckles. ‘Finally my son got married too even though I never saw him dating.’
"Oh yes. Let's go inside us eat first surely you guys eat, right? I've cooked a lot."
Rosa pulls Frans hand following her into the dining room. Various dishes are served at the dining table. Frans felt overwhelmed, for so long he had not felt like eating together like this.
