A, B ,C ,D I LOVE YOU
THIRTEEN

The next day Bian told Mihrimah to come to his apartment through a short message he sent after the meeting was over.

"Please tell everyone, I don't want to be disturbed. " Bian said as he got into his car and then drove himself without a driver. Indeed, he deliberately did not want to be supported at that time, for him either work or anyone including the driver would potentially interfere with his affairs with Mihrimah. Yes, now that his world had been slowly focused on Mihrimah, he was excited!

Mihrimah who did not want to be picked up turned out to have arrived first and just stood in front of the apartment building which was closely watched. Bian then told Mihrimah to get in the car, then lowered the windshield a little.

"Remember her face, if she comes please give direct access to my apartment." Bian said shortly after being in front of the guards. The guards who bowed slightly turned their heads and looked at Mihrimah's face, that right made Mihrimah so unwell.

"Ready Sir!" Say the guards who bowed again to pay their respects. Mihrimah chuckled in admiration, she was astonished. Is that the power of a Bian? Thought with a face guessing.

They had already arrived inside Bian's dwelling. Just as Mihrimah entered, Bian hugged her from behind.

"I miss you." Bian bamaja said.

Mihrimah immediately turned her head slightly back and saw Bian had already buried his face into his back neck.

"Eemmm, let's talk about our deal first." Mihrimah said trying to control the atmosphere so as not to lead to anything else. Bian smiled, he then sat down on the sofa and told Mihrimah to sit next to him.

"Here!" Bian said as he patted the sofa pad to have Mihrimah sit nearby. Mihrimah according to him.

After they sat a short distance away, Bian grabbed a white paper at the table and a pen.

"We have to write down the extent of our deal." Bian said that began to lead to the core discussion of their meeting.

"meaning?" Ask Mihrimah.

"So, since this marriage is mutually agreed upon, we should have a written contract that binds us. For example, what things we want in this marriage and what profit we will get if this marriage takes place. It also serves to protect our rights and discuss our obligations in this marriage. If one of them violates... The consequences can end." Said Bian in straightforward language like he was leading a meeting.

"All right."Mihrimah Brief. He felt that it was indeed better that everything that would happen was written in black on white for the sake of safety and comfort together.

**Agreement.

A. Marriage takes place without coercion, neither party should demand more than it should. The innate treasure remains each one's.

B. We must not curb each other because before the marriage both parties already have their own lives.

C. Have rights and obligations. The husband finances the entire household's interests including the wife's pleasure and happiness. The wife is willing to obey the husband while still within the limits of fairness.

D. The marriage lasts as long as both parties agree and can disband according to conditions that are no longer possible.

Ttd. Ttd.

Mihrima. Bians.

"Okay, now we're talking about my rights. I still want 70 million a month sent out at the beginning of every month." Mihrimah

"Emmm... You you? What's demanding of me?" Mihrimah asked after she expressed her wish.

Bian looked at him deeply, looking at Mihrimah's entire body from top to bottom. He then sat straight from the back of the sofa. Sighs once and then grabs

"What are you nervous about? Aren't you the one who asked me what I wanted? " Said Bian while running through Mihrimah's face that suddenly turned deathly pale from nervousness.

"A.a.p.a...I'm hungry! Let's eat!" Mihrimah said breaking the already strange atmosphere. Bian removed the grip of his hand from Mihrimah's hair.

"Take good. I want to eat your cooking." Tell Bian to relax.

"I said eat, not cook!" Grumbled Mihrimah with a pouting face.

"I'll say eat, cook..." Bian imitates Mihrimah's sentence while being attached with a made-up face mimicking Mihrimah's indulgence.

"AWWWW!" Bian complained, holding his chest that had just been pinched by Mihrimah. Mihrimah looked at the man furiously, she then laughed while looking at Bian who was laughing along.

Finally, the two of them went out to eat, along the way Mihrimah never stopped staring at Bian. If with Bian, he can feel scared as well as calm. That guy is special. Maybe their relationship is a deal, but Mihrimah does not realize that in his heart the deepest slowly the name Bian Jonas Mahendra began to be engraved clearly.

"Don't stand behind me." Said Bian who then immediately embraced Mihrimah's shoulder to walk hand in hand beside him. Some aides who came following them in different cars immediately placed themselves on the left right side and also behind. Mihrimah still felt strange with such an escort, she was not used to it yet.

" Message." Said Bian while thrusting the menu book in front of Mihrimah. Mihrimah then opened the menu, and frowned because none of the menus were known.

"You'll order it." Mihrimah said doubtfully. Bian nodded, instantly understanding.

"Ah.... How could a girl not be stunned by him? He was so gentle in every moment. Handsome, rich and her body is ah. " So filled Mihrimah's heart as she looked at Bian in front of her. She did not even think that the man would marry her. Although the beginning of their meeting was felt as a disaster, but now the existence of Bian actually became a shield for him in every misfortune.

"Come with me home. Stay in the apartment." Take Bian as Mihrimah rests on her shoulder because of the satiety. They were finally driven home by one of the aides.

Mihrimah shook her head, though she knew they were about to get married soon, but they were not yet official. In any case Mihrimah felt prestige if she had to trouble Bian. He doesn't want aji mumpung even though Bian allows it to happen.

"I'll just go home." Answer Mihrimah.

"So when did you stay with me? We have already...."

"Shhh..wait." Mihrimah cut off Bian's words while attaching her index finger to Bian's lips.

Bian is indeed Bian, can not see the opportunity, he kissed Mihrimah's fingers so as to make Mihrimah keelian.

"You are this !" Mihrimah suddenly pinched Bian's cheek which always stole the opportunity to tease him.

Bian smiled broadly holding back a laugh, he was really already hooked on the girl.

Half the way his phone rang many times.

"Why not lift?" Asked Mihrimah who realized Bian had deliberately switched off his call.

"It doesn't matter." Reply Bian while closing his eyes and hugging Mihrimah who is leaning against his chest.

Elsewhere, a woman holds a test in her hand that shows a line of two. He then slammed the phone to the floor, ruffling his hair with the angry growling look of his face.

"Review you're Bian!" Gurmurm.