When Miss Nyolot & Mr. Arrogant Forced to Marry

Bertrand is a bitch

Bertrand delivered Marsha to the front of the house. Throughout the journey they kept quiet. Sometimes Bertrand tried to glance at Marsha. Marsha threw her gaze at the window beside her on the way to her house.

Marsha opened the car door, before descending she thanked Bertrand for driving her home.

"Thanks!" Marsha said as she exited and closed Bertrand's car door again. Marsha thought Bertrand would soon continue his journey back, but unexpectedly the man who had just been him while driving his vehicle actually came down from his car. Marsha looks confused to see Bertrand who is also out of the car.

"Why do you want to do something?" Ask Marsha.

"Gue has gone home, can't you make a little pleasantries to stop by?" said Bertrand cuek.

"Well, I didn't ask, but you're the nawarin yourself, right?" Marsha asked confusedly.

"Although elo not ask, but at least elo say thank you, bargain stop and drink a glass of coffee the same people who already want to voluntarily send elo home! that's called manners!!" Bertrand said as he passed by and sat on the porch of Marsha's magnificent mansion.

"It's weird for people!" mumbles Marsha quietly. But his murmur was heard by Bertrand.

"What was that about?" He asked while standing in front of Marsha.

"What?" Marsha asked as she looked at Bertrand who was before her in annoyance.

"Gue heard what you said just now!" Bertrand ketus.

"Well, what's the name?" Tanya Marsha is no less ketus.

"It's rude!" Bertrand said while pinching Marsha's head. Yoke!

"Aww!!! Sick tau!! Why black elo my head!" Jerit Marsha while holding his head which became a victim of Bertrand's story.

"That's so that you can appreciate people who have done good to you!" Bertrand said as he sat back and berseljor on the terrace stairs.

Marsha snorted in annoyance.

"Whatever elo!" Keto.

He walked up the stairs hard, then when he was about to open the door, someone had already opened it from inside. Marsha's Father.

"Marsha's? who did papa think it was!" Papa Marsha said when he saw his daughter at the door.

"Well, Bertrand? Why is the jam there? Since when did you come?" Papa Marsha asked confusedly.

"Bust oom, nganterin Marsha home!" Bertrand said as he stood up from his seat and walked over to papa Marsha. He reached out his hand and kissed the back of papa Marsha's hand politely.

"Well, this surprise! But why didn't I tell you to come in, Sha? Come on, son Bertrand, let's go in, there's a grandpa inside!" Papa Marsha is friendly.

"Thank you, Oom!" Bertrand said, and without hesitation walked inside. While Marsha was just dumbfounded by Bertrand's behavior.

"Sha, how can you be dumb? let's get inside, it's getting dark!" Tegur.

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"So you met Marsha at the cafe?" Grandpa asked enthusiastically to see the closeness that began to intertwine between his grandson and his best friend's grandson.

"Yes cake, we deliberately make a deal, keep me drive Marsha home" said sweet Bertrand. Adiwijaya looks very happy. They talk about a lot of things. Until Adiwijaya invited Bertrand to dinner at their house.

"Well, where's this Marsha? how come it doesn't show up?" Ask Adiwijaya to papa Marsha.

"So she went straight to her room, maybe cleaned up first. Try checking up, Ma, say Grandpa's having dinner." Papa Marsha tells his wife to get ready at the dinner table.

Mama Marsha nodded. She immediately headed to her daughter's room, and took her down to dinner together as her husband ordered, then she went back down to where the other family members were.

"Where's Marsha?" Ask Adiwijaya to his son-in-law.

"Before a minute, Marsha has just finished her bath." replied mama Marsha.

Before long, Marsha came down and arrived at the dining room. He leisurely walked over and pulled up the chair next to Bertrand. Adiwijaya and Marsha's parents smiled at her.

"What's wrong, what's with that smile?" Marsha asked while sitting in her chair. He was not aware of Bertrand's whereabouts.

Bertrand turned his head towards Marsha, making Marsha startled!

"Well? How are you still here?" Speaks spontaneously. He thought the one sitting next to him was Andrew. Because Bertrand and Andrew's posture is almost the same.

"Dine, Grandpa!" Bertrand said with a sweet smile.

"Hush! Marsha!! Not polite like that. Why is it so shocked anyway? Not that this afternoon you also finished the agreement with Bertrand, until delivered back home again. How is it like that now?" Papa Marsha's.

"Udah oom, no pa-pa, maybe Marsha thinks I've gone home without saying goodbye to her first, so shocked!" Bertrand said in an understandable tone while staring at Marsha. While Marsha could only shut her mouth murmured inwardly while glaring her eyes at Bertrand. Bertrand laughed inwardly at the expression of the girl next to him. For some reason today he was so happy to tease the girl who would soon become his soul mate.

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Throughout the dinner until Bertrand was ready to go home, Marsha continued to relentlessly mourn in the heart with all the sweet antics of Bertrand before his family. Not to mention Grandpa's speech before Bertrand said goodbye to come home, which Bertrand replied with a cute snob, according to Marsha.

"Often visit here, let us get closer, what else is your wedding plan and Marsha is also getting closer. You should meet more often to exchange ideas about the future!" Adiwijaya said while hugging his friend's grandson.

"Yes grandfather, Marsha doesn't mind me playing here, I must be here!" Bertrand said while glancing at Marsha who did not stop glaring but could not do anything in front of his grandfather.

"What the hell does this guy want? How could he be so rich gini good-ass? Usually also pretentious, arrogant, arrogant. Just watch until you want to mess with me!!)!" Marsha said in her heart.

He remembered his conversation with Bertrand at the cafe earlier, that he would not put any terms in their temporary marriage.

"Well, until it's discovered he has untrue intentions!" Marsha said softly as she closed her eyes and tried to sleep in her comfortable room.

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