The widow's sealed

Call me Reza

"Di, sure you don't want to know Mia with me?" ask Reza.

"No need," answered Dion lazily.

"Don't you be afraid that I'll break it if you marry him just for losing a bet?" tejek Reza's.

"He knows" replied Dion.

"Halah, don't believe me. Where's the guts of you saying that to her?" said Reza.

"Look tanya directly with him. I can't believe it to be a person" Dion said.

Yesss, successfully. So dong from earlier. I just want to know.

Reza follows Dion to Mia's room.

"Mi," called Dion while knocking on the door.

"Oh mamaeee, soft times your voice leee," teased Reza.

PLASTERED

"Whispering" said Dion.

Mia opened her bedroom door and looked down respectfully as she saw Dion and an unknown man meet her.

"Hi Mia, I'm Reza." Reza held out her hand.

"Mia," Mia replied as she welcomed Reza's hand.

Just keep going, hold on, hold on until calluses. Look out for you guys.

"Sir, sorry for the hand." Mia tried to let go of her hand held tightly by Reza.

"Let's go, boom to call this," replied Dion annoyed.

"Eh, yes sorry. Forgot me. Don't call me sir, just call me Reza! Let it be more familiar" said Reza who ignored Dion's remarks.

Look at you Za, Za. Find a chance. Relax Dion, don't be jealous. Harha self down ceban nih can-can.

"Whose real man is he?" ask Reza.

"Ne't talk stale. Za, your goal here is only for nanya if Mia does know our marriage is only because of losing bets" said Dion.

"Warming first why the hell Di? Ah, you don't know how to play anyway. If you go straight to the core, shock, danger. That cowo can't be that straight away. Later it will be less effective," said Reza.

"What the hell is that?" ask Dion annoyed.

"Yes, the point is you want to ask if Mia knows the reason for this marriage is only because of losing a bet, right?" ask Dion.

"Whataaa? Brash child," cried Mrs Helen.

Because hearing the voice of Dion and Reza who are mutually unpretentious, inviting curiosity to the maximum level of Miss Helen. And how surprised he was, when he heard his son's confession. To Mrs Helen, that sounds very degrading to women.

"Mama" said Dion, surprised.

"What did you say?" ask Mrs Helen.

"Ma, not so. So look," said Dion.

"Enough Dion. Mama was disappointed," snapped Miss Helen. "Mia, is it true what Dion said?" continued Mrs Helen.

What is the power of Mia who is innocent and frightened. Mia could only nod, confirming the statement that had come out of Dion's mouth.

"Broody brash. Feel this!" said Mrs Helen while hitting Dion many times.

"Ma, my gosh ma. Yes sorry Dion ma. Dion was wrong" said Dion.

But Lady Helen's hand still hasn't stopped hitting Dion. Mia just smiled looking at Dion being treated like a stepson.

Rasainic. Tasty mom. Haha

"Mrs, enough. Mr. Dion was wrong. But we can talk about everything well. With a cold head," said Mia hugging Miss Helen.

Mistress Helen became devastated when she received a sweet treatment from Mia. Perhaps because Dion was growing up, Lady Helen never received such treatment from Dion. Finally Lady Helen stopped everything and took a deep breath to calm herself down.

"Mia, come with me!" pinta Madam Helen.

"Okay, ma'am" replied Mia.

Mia let Madam Helen walk first. After Lady Helen was far enough away, Mia approached Dion and whispered.

"Master has a debt of gratitude to me. Don't forget to pay. Nothing is free in this world. Ok," said Mia, raising her right thumb and running after Miss Helen.

"Waaaw, it's smart that Mia's looking for an opportunity. Nothing is free, he said," Reza said with a satisfied laugh.

"Whispering ah. All because of you, Za. If you don't want to see Mia, I won't hear any of this. Everything will be fine" said Dion.

"Hey, remember the young man. You invited me to meet Mia. Don't pretend to forget ah ah," Reza said in self-defense.

Yes, it was Dion who invited Reza, but it was all because of Reza who kept pumping Dion. Ah already, what is certain is that now Dion is stressed.

"You know, don't stress that way. If you are angry and do not know about this bet, it does not matter. The stakes don't happen. Don't stress" said Reza.

Huh huh? Not so? What I have is more stress I've tried to bring Mia here but it ended before marriage. How's this? Should I ask that the wedding continue? Want to keep where my face is? Tuhaaan, help me.

"Eh, where are you going?" reza asked when she saw Dion leaving Mia's room.

Feeling that the situation is getting more complicated, Reza chooses to leave Dion's house. Not wanting to be involved further and will be frenzied by Miss Helen, Reza find safe to avoid.

"Mia, tell me the truth. What really happened between you?" ask Mrs Helen.

Mia looked into the eyes of Madam Helen. The aura of anger and disappointment was clearly visible. I don't know what's causing Miss Helen's anger and disappointment.

Not a story, right? A story time, right? Lady Helen could support Mia and keep Mia free from this crazy bet. Come on Mia do.

Mia started telling me everything from the beginning. All that Mia knew, Mia revealed without exception. Carefully Mia chose every word so as not to seem wrong to her. Mia's eyes occasionally stared at the look on Madame Helen's face that seemed unchanged at all.

"So it's true?" ask Miss Helen to convince.

Mia nodded.

"Mia, you have to make Dion love you so that he doesn't marry you just because of a bet. Make your face beautiful every day. Wear a perfume that makes Dion comfortable when he's next to you, be gentle. I don't want to know you should be able to make my son fall in love with you" Ms. Helen said.

Whataaaa? Why is it like this? This is not what Mia wants Madam. Huuhuuu

"But our Lady knows that Mia is a widow. Twice anyway. While Mr. Dion is still a bachelor. Shouldn't Madam find a girl for Mr. Dion?" persuade Mia.

"For what girl if it turns out to be unholy. Mending is with you, obviously his status. Nowadays it is difficult to find a real woman. Remember my duty Mia. Make Dion fall in love with you. I want to rest first! Dizziness," said Mrs Helen.

Mia looked at Madam Helen who was getting away from her. He was shocked at Dion's arrival next to him.

"Remember my mom's job! Don't let you hit your mom later. Because I can't be as good as you, who can help me out of mama." ridiculed Dion while leaving Mia alone.

The same mother is equally crazy. What kind of family is this? Not to mention his father. Hopefully his father is not like this. Eh but if his son is like this, his father will not be much different. The sableng family is like this. Patience Miaaaa, patience.

Mia went back inside her room with shaky steps. Mia closed the door of her room, locked it and sat behind the door. Mia lowered her head and started crying. She feels trapped in a strange family.

Mia stood up and approached towards the dressing table. The large mirror revealed Mia's face clearly. Eyes that are red and slightly swollen. Mia massaged her head because she felt a little dizzy. Until Mia chooses to lie on her bed. Finding the most comfortable position to sleep well.

Mia's eyes began to open slowly as her ears faintly heard the knock of the door and the call for her. The more he realized, everything became clearer.

"You're fainting? Long time to open the door," said Dion annoyed.

Mia did not answer. He just rubbed his eyes and yawned a few times.

"Shut up and change your clothes! Papa has come" said Dion.

"He didn't bring a change of clothes" replied Mia.

"I've prepared it in the closet" said Dion.

"Huh?" mia said in disbelief.

Mia immediately opened the closet and looked at the clothes that Dion meant. Right, there were nightgowns and some casual clothes deliberately prepared by Dion.

"Which one is she wearing?" ask Mia.

"Shirt sleep only. It's also night. I just know you as papa. Not long," replied Dion.

"Ok" answered Mia.

Mia immediately took a shower and put on the nightgown prepared by Dion. When she finished, Mia came out and found Dion standing outside her room.

"Master?" ask Mia.

"A long time. My feet ached from earlier," replied Dion annoyed.

I'm sorry sir, Mia didn't ask you to stand there. Tell him who's torturing himself? Why stand there? Why don't you sleep? Hahah

Mia follows Dion to meet Dion's father. Feels tense. What if it turns out to be bad? Can Mia face Dion's father? Mia was sweating as she got closer and I could hear the heavy voice of a man.

"Bah," call Dion.

"Hallo Dion's. Hey, who are you taking this with you?" ask Mr. Wira.

"Papa's son-in-law" replied Mia.

Mia stretched out her hand and introduced herself. Mr. Wira seemed amazed when Mia kissed his hand. It's a very rare thing he's met with Dion's friends.

"Sit down!" said Mr. Wira.

Mia sat down even though her heart was still in turmoil. I don't know what else they'll talk about now. Mia just let it go.

"So when?" ask Mr. Wira.

Mia looked confusedly at Lord Wira then at Dion. As if he was asking for help, what answer should he give Lord Wira. Dion picks up the phone and leaves Mia with her parents.

Sultan of sableng. Watch out, feel Mia's vengeance.

"I'm just how Mr. Dion is," replied Mia.

"Why do you call me sir? What exactly is your relationship?" ask Mr. Wira.

Yes, Mia should have called him Sultan Sableng, not Tuan. That's more suitable for him.

"Mia employees at Mr. Dion's factory in Surabaya," replied Mia.

"So you're not Dion's future wife?" ask Mr. Wira.

It's getting complicated. Sultan's mother, please Mia napa. This is diem-diem bae. Same with nyebelin emang.

"Mia was the same betting material for papa's favorite child. He said he should marry a widow who works in a factory" replied Mrs Helen.

Ahh finally the mother of the bantuin sultan as well. Thanks, Mia kiss you later!

"So you're a widow?" ask Mr. Wira.

Mia nodded.

"Good dong" replied Mr. Wira as he kicked down the table and laughed in satisfaction.

Huh huh? Why is this all weird family?

"You take care of Dion and make him happy. Don't let your dad down!" said Mr. Wira.

Mia raised her face and smiled brightly. She had to return to her room after Mr. Wira and Mrs Helen left her.

"How's it?" ask Dion who surprised Mia.

"What?" asked Mia lazily.

"Chat," sneered Dion.

Mia did not reply, she just silently pouted in her regret. But somehow Mia's silence and frown made Dion feel that the woman before him was drawing her heart even more. Suddenly Dion closes the door to Mia's room and approaches Mia.

"Sir, what do you want?" ask Mia to panic.

Dion did not reply, he just kept getting closer and closer. Dion hugged Mia tightly. Inhaling deeply the scent of Mia's body that was able to make her even more crazy.

"Master," said Mia who continued to rebel.

"Shut up" said Dion in Mia's ear.

Dion's breath made Mia's blood rustle.

"But sir," said Mia who was still in revolt.

Dion who has lost his sanity drops Mia's body and oppresses her.

"Aaaaaaaaaa," Mia cried as she saw Dion becoming increasingly uncontrollable.

Succeeds. Dion immediately walked away and tried to restore his sanity.

Dion, what have you done? Your worth? Where is your pride?

"Don't make a noise!" said Dion.

"Master, don't be. The lord promised not to look for opportunities in narrowness. Not because Mia's a widow, sir can demean Mia so." Mia cries out.

"Don't misunderstand me. I just wanted to warn you. Don't let me do anything crazy because of your stupidity" said Dion, trying to hide his panic.

Dion immediately came out of Mia's room. Leaving Mia who was still crying inside her room. I want Dion to wipe those tears. Convince Mia that she is truly sorry for what she has done. Admitting all his madness. But somehow Dion still keeps his pride. He wanted Mia who was crazy about him. Not otherwise.

Dion, what are you doing? You are so stupid. Why are you acting like that Dion? What if Mia annulles the wedding? Ah no! Mia can't cancel the wedding.

Dion stared out of his bedroom window. Breathe fresh night air from inside her room. Trying to calm herself down so she can calm Mia down. Dion was contemplating what he felt and what he had done.

Guilt deepened as she recalled Mia's cries and panic. The words of Mia who felt humiliated made Dion feel sick.

Mia, I'm sorry. I know I'm crazy Mia. I promise I won't make the same mistake Mia did. I-i promise.

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