When Miss Nyolot & Mr. Arrogant Forced to Marry

Packed

Marsha just finished packing her groceries. He had just returned from a supermarket not far from his apartment. Bertrand was not in the apartment. Earlier, when Marsha left for the supermarket, Bertrand also left for the office. A lot of work must be done, so that even this weekend he still went to work. Lately Bertrand also often overtime and go home at night.

"Bored, what do you want? " Murm Marsha. Marsha was going to visit her parents, but her mom and dad had an event out of town. So did Bertrand's parents. There was a relationship that held her son's wedding reception. While the usual daily ART help is also permission because the child is sick. Be Marsha alone in her apartment.

"Break the closet! instead of this, after all, have already bought food for lunch later!" Marsha immediately went to her room.

Marsha immediately went to the room to walk closed. He started to clean up the wardrobe. It started with Bertrand's closet. Then her own closet. Removing clothes that are no longer in use. Let's bring the ART later.

Finish making clothes. Marsya continued to tidy up the drawers at the bottom.

when tidying the drawer on the side of Bertrand's closet, accidentally a photo fell between the pile of maps. Marsha took a photo. A polaroid photo. There was Bertrand and the woman who was with him when they went to Paris first, embracing each other and laughing with happy expressions.

I don't know why someone was slapping on his chest when he saw the photo. Not wanting much longer, Marsha returned the photo to its original place.

Marsha moved to tidy up the drawer on the side of her wardrobe. Open one by one the envelope and the map inside. Marsha finds her wedding book with Bertrand. In the absence of the marriage book, it looks fitting photos of her and the photo of Bertrand who was opposite there, written clearly his name and Bertrand's name there. He picked up a paper that was also tucked in the same folder as his wedding book.

Pre-wedding agreement that was agreed with Bertrand. 1 Year. The agreed time to have a pretend marriage. Wasn't it! This marriage is real, legal and state. But it was he and Bertrand who made the agreement if this marriage was limited in time and pretended to be husband and wife in general in the presence of others.

Marsha saw the wedding date. It had been more than eight months since then and he and Bertrand had a show. Lying to his grandfather and parents, as well as his brother, that his marriage was going right.

Marsha took a deep breath, and exhaled her slowly. I don't know what happens the rest of the time. Maybe Bertrand will be back with the woman he was with in Paris. Then he's alone, Ahh! Marsha had no shadow at all about her future after this. He could not imagine his family's reaction later when parting ways with Bertrand. I don't know what drama Marsha will present later to finish everything he has done.

Marsha has returned to tidying things up. He saw the clock on his phone, it was almost two, and he missed his lunch time.

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Marsha looks at the clock on the nightstand. It was almost 5 o'clock, meaning that he had been asleep for almost two hours. After lunch, Marsha felt her head a little dizzy, after taking aspirin, she was sleepy. Lucky when he woke up he felt better.

Marsha got up, tidied up her bed. Then grab his phone and do something there. Marsha was not eager to cook, so she decided to order food ready to deliver.after that she returned her phone back to its original place. He needed a soak to restore his spirit while waiting for his order to be delivered by a courier.

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Bertrand looked at the clock that was coiling on his side. It's almost 5 in the afternoon. He squirms and stretches the muscles of his stiffened body. At this weekend, instead of relaxing, almost all day, since morning, Bertrand was in the office, busy struggling with laptops and files and documents on his desk.

There's a lot of work that Bertrand has to do, and he's got to go after it with time. This is a challenge from my grandfather. In order to fulfill his wish.

Bertrand tidied up the files and documents, sorted out some that would be brought home, then put them in his briefcase. He'll resume part of his work later tonight at his apartment.

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Marsha had just stepped out of the room, when she saw Bertrand leaning on the sofa.

"When do you come home? been long? " greet Marsha.

Bertrand raised his head and smiled faintly.

Marsha saw a package on the table.

"what's that package? "

"There was a courier in front of the door when I was just nyampe, he said you ordered, had pressed the bell no one opened the door, the phone was also not lifted. So I accept it! " Obviously Bertrand. Marsha only nodded at Bertrand's explanation.

"Want me to make you a drink? " Rose Marsha.

"May, make it a fresh drink. " Pinta Bertrand's.

Marsha nodded again, He took the package on the table, and brought it to the kitchen. Bertrand went up to his room. He needs a shower immediately.

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Bertrand watched Marsha who was more silent. Lately Bertrand has felt Marsha a little more reserved. It is rare to start a conversation if it does not start. Never again denied Bertrand's chatter. Sometimes Bertrand can also miss the nature of Marsha that used to be. Jutek and Nyolot.

Bertrand closed his laptop, finished dinner last night, he continued his unfinished overtime. As he entered the room, Bertrand saw the balcony door open, Bertrand stepped his foot there, the slap of Marsha sitting alone on the only sofa there staring at the sky. He sits himself next to Marsha, Marsha takes a quick look, and looks back at the sky.

"Why so?" Ask Bertrand.

"See stars!" Bertrand turned his head to look at the sky, the sky was bright, the starlight was sparkling with the perfect moon.

"You why? any issues? " Tanya Bertrand focused on looking at Marsha.

Marsha turned her head when she heard Bertrand's question.

"what? " Task Marsha back.

"I see you're different, you're quiet, it's rich, not you, why? you got a problem again? you can tell me who knows I can help. "

"Sir, it's normal" replied Marsha briefly.

"But not usually you gini, lately you are more calm, not rich Marsha that I know."

"We don't know each other, right? We only know a few things, and they can't be said to be familiar. "

Bertrand sighed. Seems right, there's something going on with Marsha. But it seems like this girl doesn't want to share it.

"Evening, enter gih, later you catch a cold outside. " invite Bertrand.

But Marsha was silent. Bertrand waited a while. But there's no movement. Until finally pulled his hand slowly Marsha, waiting until Marsha relented and followed Bertrand.

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