Beautiful Girl
Marrying

Rania occupied the same room as Dion.

"I'll just sleep here."

Said Rania while pointing towards the sofa that was in their room.

"Why???"

"That's. we.."

"I thigh. Tomorrow we will take care of our marriage letter and you. I'll just sleep on the couch."

"Don't do that...You have a home. So let me just.."

"It has. Don't think. Sometimes sleeping on the sofa is also not papa."

Dion answered while looking into Rania's eyes. Actually Rania pity Dion too. But at the moment their status is that of a stranger. Dion threw himself on the couch. Rania watched Dion from the top of the bed. They were silent with their minds.

"Have you slept Nia??"

"Yet. What's up??"

"Why haven't you been married to date??"

"Because I don't want to pick the wrong guy for Clara."

"There's nothing in your heart that you feel for me?? If you ask me, I exist. I realized that I started liking you after you left my life. I lost at once I felt love for you. I mean it and it's not about responsibility."

Rania was silent to Dion's words.

"Miss..."

"Yes. I hear. I have been really fond of you for a long time. But I realized who I was and how I was. So I tried my hardest to ignore my feelings. I dare not like you more than a friend."

Dion and Rania were both silent again with their respective minds.

"Tomorrow morning we formalize our status. You brought the necessary papers, right??"

"Yes. What if we go with Clara??"

"Tomorrow I'll ask papa to take Clara to the office. So we can go for a minute."

"Yes." Yeah."

"If we rest now. I'm a little tired too."

"Yes." Yeah."

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Morning greetings at Dion's residence. Rania had been awake since morning and immediately made breakfast for Clarabella.

"This one's later for Clara, and this one's for the others. Don't get it wrong. Because Clara can't eat anything."

"Good Mistress."

"Call Rania, ma'am."

"I don't dare."

Rania frowned. Confused by the words of Ms. Linda.

"Mamaaaa.."

Clarabella was in Dion's arms. Dominoes follow them from behind.

"Who's been in the shower?? Whose shower was that??"

"Papa. But Clara hasn't used telon oil. Papa doesn't know where it is."

"Let's find mama first. You guys eat first. Mama's taking a bath. Miss Linda please have Clara."

"Good mistress."

"Immediately put on a neat shirt. We will eat immediately leave. Bring the necessary papers and please prepare Clara's needs. Because papa's gonna pick up Clara and Domino."

"Domino coming too??"

"Yes. He's Clara's best friend, isn't he??"

"Yeahya."

Rania went up to her room to clean up and prepare all Clarabella's needs. Rania had already finished her task when she heard the sound of a car entering their yard.

"Is that Dion's papa??"

Rania rushed down. Papa Dion was talking to Clarabella.

"Mamaaaa..."

Clarabella ran towards Rania. And Domino followed her from behind.

"You go first. I'll have breakfast with my granddaughter."

"Yes the cake."

"Call Pa. Here you are my son-in-law."

"I.iya Pa."

"Where do you need Clara??"

Ask Dion to Rania.

"Yepam..."

A girl in her early twenties came to Dion and Rania.

"It's Nita. He'll be accompanying Clara while we're not at her side. Any food that's forbidden and allowed you can tell her."

"Good morning, Madam. I'm Nita."

"Ah yes. I'm picking up my son."

"Good mistress."

"Pa, let's go first. This is Clara and Domino's stuff. Later after his business is done, we'll go to papa's office."

"You're not going to your office first??"

"Tomorrow Dion will begin actively working in Dion Pa's office."

"Yes already. You guys go. Get in line."

"Yes Pa."

"Mama same papa go first huh. Clara's at Opa's. Mama's gonna pick Clara up for sure."

"Yes Ma."

Clarabella approached Rania and Dion then kissed her parents on both cheeks. Dion and Rania leave the house.

"Let's just register our marriage, right??"

Rania asked when they were in the car.

"Yes. That's it already. We'll just pick Clara up at papa's office."

"This is what confuses me. What do you mean papa's office and yours??"

"When I found out that I had children with you, I worked hard to raise my own money so that I could charge you and Clara. From cafe employees, cleaning service until finally I make my own company thanks to the help of papa. Everything finally went well. And I have my own company. Although sometimes I also help papa's company."

"I didn't think you could try that hard."

"Papa company yes to papa results. My company as a result I bought a house and its contents that we now occupy. I saved up long enough."

"Thank you On. I shouldn't be stubborn first."

"Sir papa. Otherwise I wouldn't have known that I really loved you."

Rania smiled as Dion's hand touched her hand. They also arrived at the wedding office. Thanks to the help of an insider known to Papa Dion, they were able to obtain marriage letters quickly.

"Finally so are we husband and wife."

Dion said while they were in the car. Dion then took out a small box.

"It's just a symbol. Never let go of anything that happens."

"Yes." Yeah."

Dion pinned the ring on Rania's ring finger. Rania stared at the simple ring but Rania could estimate the price.

"Pair it to me too dong."

Pinta Dion's. Rania also put a ring on Dion's ring finger.

"Thank you."

Dion approached Rania and their lips intertwined with each other. Dion stopped his kiss when he was out of breath. Red lips of Rania.

"thank you. I love you so much."

"I am too."

They looked at each other until Rania's phone rang. Rania frowned because of the foreign number that contacted her.

"Whose number is this??"

Dion looked at the screen of Rania's phone.

"Ah that's papa's office phone number. Must be Clara calling."

"Oh. I'll try to lift."

Rania also answered an incoming call from the foreign number.

"Call..."

"Hallo mama huh??"

"Yes dear. What's up??"

"When did you come here??"

"Mama's going there soon. What's up??"

"Clara's hungry."

"Where was Clara last??"

"It's over Ma. Now Clara's hungry. You can't eat the same opa. He said ask mom first."

"OKAY. Don't eat first. Mom and dad will pick you up. We'll eat at home."

"Yes ma."

Dion drove his car to his papa's office.