
Satmaka was surprised, why his future wife laughed like that.
“You're so funny. Look at your face it.” Arshinta touched Satmaka's cheek which was still pouting in front of her.
“Of course I love you too baby. Why ask again? I just want to see your reaction. Look, your face is still like that.” Arshinta.
Satmaka sighed, she stood up and walked over to Arshinta who was sitting not far from her.
“Happy ya berate me like that?” Ask her with a soft voice in Arshinta's ear, her hands resting on the back of the chair that Arshinta was sitting on.
Arshinta did not want to lose, he shifted his face towards Satmaka, until they looked.
“Senice dong. Which I ledekin also you, my future husband.” Reply Arshinta draped her hand on Satmaka's neck with a smile.
They both smiled with that close and friendly position.
Ruly who when she finds out Satmaka is in her superior room, opts out of disturbing their affection.
“I'm finally relieved that you love me too. Suddenly I have a high level of confidence.” Said Satmaka still staring at Arshinta.
Arshinta's hand went down to Satmaka's cheek, touching her gently.
“They must like you. I'm sure of that, as long as you're serious about your feelings, because I'm serious about you.” Arshinta.
Satmaka smiled at him.
Cup…
Arshinta's forehead on Satmaka's kiss, although the real one who wants in his kiss is Arshinta's red lips, but still must be held first.
Cup…
Now it was Arshinta's turn to return the kiss on Satmaka's forehead as well.
Then they smiled again.
Satmaka stood up again, walked up and took a position to sit in front of Arshinta's desk.
“But, is it okay if we get married first than your brother, Abraham?” Ask him who is sitting.
“It's okay. If you wait for her to get married first, I can't wait.” Replied Arshinta again focused on her work that had stalled.
“Then with Ina? He should have been married first compared to Abraham, right?”
“Hhhahh.. I was very nervous once.” Satmaka sighed shaking his head.
Arshinta held back a laugh, only smiling at Satmaka's grievances.
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“I'm already on my way home. You should be ready yes, I don't want to wait anymore.” Abraham called Bellova who was to be picked up from home.
“Iya, I'm also ready, waiting for you.” Reply Bellova.
Abraham hung up his phone because he wanted to focus on the steering wheel of his car.
Abraham took a quicker time home, because he had promised to meet and tell their marriage to his extended family.
So did Arshinta and Ina, on the way to their parents' house.
At first Adley and Venam wanted to come, but Abraham did not allow it.
Ting.ting…
Bellova immediately ran to open the door.
Chequek..
Abraham was at the door. She saw Bellova who was neat, although not dressed up, her beautiful face was natural.
“You ready?”
Bellova nodded her head.
“Then, come.” Bring her.
“Do you not shower or change clothes?” Tanya Bellova held back.
“Not necessary. I'll take a bath at home, my clothes are there too. Come fast.” Abraham took Bellova's hand to leave.
“Se...sevena, I have to lock her door first.” Bellova.
Abraham waited, still clutching Bellova's left hand, while Bellova locked the door with her right hand only. Whether because Abraham was not aware of what he was holding, Bellova was only
quiet when she was very nervous.