The Struggle for Love of the Ceo

Sah

Amalia grabbed a blanket to wrap her already undressed body. Angga who was slightly disappointed that his passion was not channeled, slowly approached Amalia.

"I'm sorry, honey. I can't control my lust." Angga then hugged Amalia's body which was wrapped in a blanket. Amalia let out her tears. Angga who saw the woman he held crying, felt very guilty.

He cursed his foolishness that could not control his lust.

Now they are fully dressed. Amalia still looks moody, after the incident. He decided to get out of that room. Angga who sees Amalia will come out, then hold her by grabbing her hand.

"Darling, let me sleep outside. You sleep here, yes," said Angga then slowly out of the room. A moment later he paused for a moment and turned his body around as he said.

"I'm sorry, I promise I won't do it again." The man who looked tangled was trying to calm his lover who still looked sad.

After Angga's departure, Amalia returned to her bed. He's laying his body there. The shadow of Angga who would hook him again was still very visible in his eyes. His body became confused, if he remembered the incident. Her memory floated when Angga first did it at the hotel club' that night. The source of his problems is with Angga. He should have hated that guy. But why does he love the man who is the source of the problem.

Now in the head of Amalia crossed all the events that happened after the honor was taken by Angga. Trouble after trouble comes and turns to befall him. Not finished the problem with Mr. Dwi, now he has to bear the fetus in his womb. Mr. Dwi's threat will make his family suffer if he still remains with his son. The anxiety now enveloped Amalia's heart. He was confused which one to choose, between marrying Angga and ignoring the threat of Mr. Dwi or leaving the man he loved and raising his fetus alone.

Because of her heart's turmoil, Amalia decided to pray tahajud. He wanted to ask God for guidance on his problems. If there is no place to complain. There is still a God who wants to hear us. If there is no way to solve the problem. There is still God with all his help. Rest assured that no trial is given to God beyond our means. Maybe with the test we receive, it's God's way that we always remember him.

🤭🤭🤭🤭 little typo yes...

While Angga who was in the guest room. He could not close his eyes. He's still thinking about what happened. He was afraid that Amalia would be disappointed in him after his treatment earlier. While laying her body on the living room couch, she looks for ways to keep Amalia from getting disappointed. One idea fell on his head. Tomorrow before going to Bogor to officially propose to Amalia. He will propose to Amalia romantically in a romantic place. Despite his sudden plans he wants to make the moment to be impressed in the life of the woman he loves. Angga took his phone and sent a message to Niko. The message contained an order to prepare his plans tomorrow.

After sending a message to Niko, Angga's heart was a little relieved. He can't wait for tomorrow.

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In a simple house looks like some people are busy preparing a wedding. The usual living room filled with shabby sofas is now transformed into a room filled with white roses. With the carpet lying there. There was also a small table in the middle of the carpet that was already stretched out. The table was covered in a maroon-red tablecloth. In the corner of the room there is also a small table above which is composed of several objects there. It looks like it's a beautiful set of prayer tools wrapped up there.

The room gradually began to fill with people who would witness the ijab qobul of the two brides. The ruler who married them sat in the middle. A man wearing a black suit and a white shirt was already sitting in front of the hanger. The man was Angga Dwipangga. On the other side was a middle-aged man sitting beside the ruler. That man is Saptaradja, Amalia's father.

A person who looks looking for someone. He's looking for his bride-to-be. A girl who's been stealing her heart all this time. It was clearly a happy roar on Angga's face. His long wait will be true happiness. His feelings were now filled with nervousness.

A woman dressed in white kebaya and batik cloth walked with two women flanking her. A smile emanated from the woman's face to everyone in the room. That woman is Amalia, the bride-to-be.

The voice of the MC resuscitated Angga who was still fascinated with the beauty of Amalia that day. Various events were presented by MC. Now is the time for the ijab qobul event to arrive.

Now comes the time for the ruler to carry out his duties to marry Angga and Amalia.

"Pak Saptaradja, the Father himself who will marry the daughter of the Father or be represented to me?" ask pengghulu sir to Mr. Saptaradja.

"I want to marry my daughter, sir" she replied.

"Well now Nak Angga please shake Mr. Saptaradja's hand," the pak pengulu's order gave instructions to Angga.

With a slightly trembling hand Angga grabbed the hand of Mr. Saptaradja. They faced each other, looked at each other, and shook hands. Pak Sapta began to recite his ijab qobul.

"I married and married my daughter Amalia Rahayu Saptaradja binti Saptaradja to Angga Dwipangga bin Dwipangga with a dowry a set of prayer tools and money of three hundred million paid in cash."

"I accept his marriage and the marriage of Amalia Rahayu Saptaradja binti Saptaradja with Angga Dwipangga bin Dwipangga with the dowry in cash."

"Witnesses, legitimate!" sahut pak penghulu after Angga successfully expressed their marriage pledge.

"Well" said everyone in the room. Then pak pengulu recited a prayer for their wedding.

Now Angga can breathe a sigh of relief. His dream of Amalia becoming his wife has come true. The woman next to him is now officially his wife. Both of them smiled happily.

"Now you are officially husband and wife. Nak Angga put a ring on his ring finger Nak Amalia," said the pak pengulu gave instructions that Angga wear a wedding ring on Amalia's finger.

The goose opens a red box containing a pair of wedding rings. Then take one of those rings. On the other hand, Angga's other hand held Amalia's. Slowly the ring was pinned on Amalia's finger. But when the ring only half entered Amalia's finger. A voice made Angga surprised.

To be continued...

Sorry late up...