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Episode 40's. Married, yuk...

As promised, Mirza drove Arumi home that afternoon. While the car that was brought this morning Arumi was delivered by Mr. Harto, one of the William family drivers.

The silver sports car drove at medium speed leaving the William family mansion courtyard.

"Sir..."

Ciiiiit....

Tweet the sound of the car engine when suddenly dismissed. And suddenly the bodies of the two swung for a moment forward.

"Why did you stop suddenly..?!" said Arumi who immediately greeted Mirza with a flick on Arumi's forehead.

KTA....

"Aw...! Why are you touching me again?" arumi was a little upset.

"My hands itch every time you hear me call me sir. Is there no other word to call me?"

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Arumi silent. His eyes seemed to indicate that he was thinking.

"Em, Cake?"

"Other than that..."

"Ec, Um..."

"In addition to that." said Mirza annoyed while shaking her head.

"Em, uncle...?"

"Hah... besides that." said Mirza increasingly upset. Even he pressed his voice and sounded even more resounding.

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Arumi was silent again. His lips moved like a spell. Apparently he was repeating his conversation with Mirza just now.

"Abang...?" suddenly Arumi called the call.

"Perimony may..."

Arumi hid her smile. He knew what the man he loved meant. Arumi just fucked it up.

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"Em, how do you feel at the press conference and deny the news?"

Mirza. Only his eyes only occasionally glanced towards Arumi.

"Sir... how?"

"Mr... Again father. I won't talk until my call changes..."

"All right...."

"Yes, Arumi will change the call to me. Come...Arumid. Quickly call me with honey, my love or at least brother.." - Inner Mirza.

"If you don't want to talk, you will. I'll be quiet too"

"What...! Yeah, God. So stubborn of you, Arumi. What is it hard to call me by any name other than father. The fates of having a lover are still unstable." - Mirza.

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Mirza. His eyes were hinting in annoyance. But he can't do anything. What made him angry was the girl he loved.

"Good.good. I'm losing. You can call me anything. I'm surrendering..."

"I'm sorry Arumi, Brother...?"

Ciiiii.....

The car engine squeaks back when Mirza stops the car suddenly. And again Arumi swung forward and almost touched the dashboard. Luckily Mirza's hand quickly grabbed Arumi's shoulder and held her back.

Arumi's face. This time Arumi failed to hide her shock and fear.

"Why do you often stop suddenly? Hobby yes. " said Arumi with his hands rubbing his chest.

"I'm sorry I was surprised by what you said just now. Can you repeat again?"

"Fuck, anyway..."

"Come on..repeat just once"

"I'm sorry Arumi, sister..."

"Yes right. But his last word..."

"Sister.." said Arumi innocently. When he realized what he said, Arumi immediately smothered his own mouth. Mirza smile. There was a feeling that was stirring at that moment. A successful feeling is aroused only because of a call from a girl.

"That's much better, honey. Older brother...Em, I like that"

Mirza's hand rubbed Arumi's head with anxiety. Meanwhile Arumi smiled faintly. There was a shiver in her heart that she always felt when she was treated like that by Mirza.

"Don't ever leave me, baby..."

"Who will leave? Brother maybe?"

"I? It won't. I will never leave the girl I love and I can't leave her. So I'm asking you not to leave me..."

"I'm so happy. This is the first time a girl has called me sister. Especially since the one who called out was you, the only girl I loved. And I promise you, I'll never leave you..."

"Marling..."

"So dreadlocks, baby..."

"Either why lately ba. Is it because the crash course is over?"

"Haha...."

Mirza laughs. A rare sight that Mirza looked up and back Arumi witnessed.

"Darling, marry yuk..."

"Hard, Brother? Suddenly we are getting married"

"Yes possessed. Possessed love Arumi..."

"Hehehe...." Arumi laughs.

"Hehe...Getting married, said possessed. Hadeeuh.i'm serious, baby. Rather than like now, wanting to kiss the lips just can't. Though I've been tempted with your thin lips that blush it"

PLAQUE.....

Arumi hits Mirza's arm. Powerful enough to make the handsome man grimace.

"It hurts, baby..."

"Bad brains..."

"Haha....." Mirza laughed again at the name pinned to her.

"Yank, we'll stop by the cafe first. I haven't been to a cafe in a long time..."

Arumi nodded while unraveling a smile.

As usual, Mirza will come down first. Turn around the body of the car and open the door for Arumi. Not to forget, he will help Arumi while breaking down her distinctive smile. Apparently the human refrigerator has begun to melt.

"Thank you....Sis" said Arumi a little gagu when it was standing perfectly outside the car.

At first glance Arumi's eyes swept around the cafe. His eyes are so meticulous looking, even tend to be vigilant. Indeed, Arumi keeps worries about the presence of paparazzi always come and go like a nettle. Paparazzi are always straggling with questions to anyone who is being hunted. Hadeeuh.

"Don't worry, I've prepared everything. Especially safety and comfort when we are at the cafe" said Mirza with a smile and step along with Arumi.

"Aren't you sure...?"

"A thousand percent sure." said Mirza with a smile.

"Welcome, Mr. Mirza, Non Arumi." said a man who is none other than Mr. Daniel. Mirza's trusted man who was handed over to manage the cafe.

"Sir Daniel, the place is ready...?'

"Already, Sir. As always, my favorite place. Let me go to the roof..."

They also stepped towards the place in question. Arumi breezed casually near Mirza who occasionally rubbed the shoots of Arumi's head slowly or asked her to walk carefully while climbing the stairs. It was a simple thing, but enough to make Arumi keep all the treatment as a beautiful memory in the corner of her heart.

"Please, Sir. The dishes will be delivered soon. Please, sir and Miss, wait patiently..."

"Thank you, Mr. Daniel." said Mirza shortly before Mr. Daniel passed.

"We haven't ordered anything yet, brother. But why is Mr. Daniel talking about dishes...?"

"I ordered it..."

"Ow, so everything's planned?"

"Hehehe.iya, dear. Can ya?'

"Can. Arumi is no problem. But beware.if the menu is nothing I like.."

"What will my future wife do if the menu does not fit..."

"I'll punish you..."

"Well, I'll see how Miss Mirza punishes. Hehe.." said Mirza as she pinched Arumi's chin.

"Ah, it's very disdainful of Mr. Mirza." said Arumi while rewarding a spoon in the stomach of Mirza.

BUKS....

"Ouch.." - Mirza.

Mirza grimacing. But only for a few moments. Next Mirza laughed a little. The pain had turned into laughter. And that's how love is.

"Yes, back to the previous conversation. Marrying. How's it?"

"I'm not resisting. But.Can't we postpone it until I fulfill my wish that is my ideal"

"The desire that becomes the ideal. What's that...?"

"I want to finish college and.I also want to taste the world of work for a while while trying to make a performance of painting. Both of these are my responsibilities as a child. Dad wanted me to continue the company, so I went to MB. While the art of painting is already in my blood from the mother who also likes the art of painting.."

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Mirza. Only her eyes were looking into Arumi's beautiful eyes. Eyes that are now glazed.

"I understand. Alright. I'll wait for you..."

Mirza's hand held Arumi's. Sometimes I rub it slowly. Once upon a time, gently kiss it.

Meanwhile, Arumi looked at the man who was acting sweetly towards her.

"But.kalo can propose what if I propose to you and we get engaged. Just keep me calm, baby..."

"Why should I be engaged? You get married." said one man.

Sontak Mirza and Arumi turn their attention to the owner of the voice.

"Dad....?!'