The Soul Must Be Together

*11

After speaking, Dirly immediately focused on the paper and pen in front of him. While Amelia, she was smiling at the thought of the words Dirly said just now.

To be honest, those words were enough to make an Amelia lose her memory for a moment. Lost memory of who the real Dirly is now. Because that remark made Amelia soar into the air instantly.

Dirly wrote down what she wanted to write with focus. However, her focus was suddenly piqued by Amelia who continued to look at her with a fixed gaze.

Now it's Dirly's turn to feel groggy like Amelia felt before. Initially, Dirly wanted to ignore the taste, but unfortunately, she couldn't. Amelia's focused gaze on him made her unable to think what she wanted to pour on the white paper.

"Mm .. Miss Amel. Can you think about what we're going to talk about now? Didn't you just say that you want to go back to the office after our business is done?"

"Eh .. iy-yes. I'm .. ah, I'm sorry that I couldn't focus because something had disturbed my mind."

"Whatis that? What good looks do I have?" asked Dirly in a confident tone. Then then, he laughed after giving that question to Amelia.

Amelia who heard the question felt a little amused. But ...he also felt a little comfortable with Dirly's chatter that felt like they had known each other for a long time. Not in a matter of months. Or rather, in a matter of weeks.

Amelia and Dirly were finally able to focus on their respective papers after laughing together just now. Both look so serious about writing down what is their respective rules.

Ten minutes later, both of them had already completed the rules they had made. Dirly and Amelia exchange papers to understand each other's rules before they contract marriage.

"Well, there's a lot of rules you've made, Miss Amelia. Should I obey everything?" dirly asked as she looked at Amelia's paper.

"Of course I should. If not, why should I write it?"

"You don't lose much either" said Amelia again, focusing on the paper Dirly gave her.

"Not too much. There are only five. And you have fifteen."

"Read it. If we don't agree, maybe we can fix it. But I think you have to agree on everything. Because it is all the rules that will keep our relationship from .... "

Amelia hung up her sentence. Making Dirly have to lift her face to see the woman in front of her at this time out of curiosity.

"Waking from what? From the temptations of the devil, huh?"

"Ah already. Don't talk too much. Read and understand what I have written. After that, we'll make a payment deal."

"All right, miss." Dirly said with a warm smile.

Then, the two refocused on the paper in each hand. Of the many rules, there is the same one they write. That is, you cannot fall in love with each other.

Without giving any reason, the two agreed to abide by the terms that each made. Finally, the two agreed to undergo a contract marriage starting from this second.

The contract marriage papers will be signed tomorrow. While the two have each undergone a deal, they also ended the meeting with Amelia who immediately thrust a yellow ATM card in front of Dirly.

"I don't know what this money is for. But I suggest, do not use for things that harm others. Inside this card is one billion, you can take it directly with a password .... "

Amelia deciphered the combined numbers on paper. Then he handed it to Dirly. Dirly took the paper because she was curious about the combination of numbers.

"It's none of your business. Because it doesn't matter, does it?"

"Yes already, I'm saying goodbye now. Remember meeting again tomorrow here. I'll bring you a valid marriage contract tomorrow."

"Yes okay. I'll see you again, miss."

After Amelia's departure, Dirly was still sitting quietly in her place. The VIP room felt bland and desolate as he sat alone.

Dirly took the cards that were on the table. He smiled a little with a sad face mixed with happiness.

"I have earned enough money to treat the rare diseases you face, Ajeng. Hopefully with this money, you can be healed. And we'll live happily together." Dirly said softly with tears in her eyes.

To be honest, if he was still the young master in his family. That one billion dollars was nothing to him. Getting that kind of money only needs to say one word.

But unfortunately, he is no longer a member of the Prayoga family who is famous for wealth is also respected. It's all because of love. Because of the love he holds for the person he loves the most. He was willing to do all of that with all his heart without the slightest bit of regret.

Dirly rushes out of the restaurant when a call comes into her obsolete cell phone. The call came from the hospital. Who reported that Ajeng back drop and must be immediately in surgery in order to make the woman a little treated.

Without a second thought, Dirly immediately ran to get to the hospital. As she ran out of the restaurant, Amelia, who was waiting for a food order for Anggun, saw what Dirly was doing.

Feeling sorry and curious, Amelia asked the Muslim man to run the car immediately so that he could get to Dirly who was running.

"Wait Dirly! Where are you going? Why so hastily?" Amelia immediately shouted at Dirly from inside the car.

Dirly who was running immediately stopped her footsteps. He looked so panicked as he turned towards Amelia.

"Help me! Can you take me to the hospital now. I beg you."

Without asking any more questions, Amelia immediately allowed Dirly to go inside. That was the wise attitude Amelia had. She could be a super-bug girl when it's time. But, it can also be the most understanding woman when certain conditions are too.

"Tell me which hospital we should go to, Dirly."

"Nation Medical Hospital. Please take me there right away. Someone's waiting for me there right now."

"All right."

"Sir Muslim. You know the hospital he said just now, don't you?"

"Know, non."

"good. Run the car at moderate speed so we can get to that hospital right away."

"Good, non Amel. We'll be there soon."

"Well, now, you can calm down a bit. Calm yourself so that the person waiting for you can also feel that calm."