Being a Dad to My Niece
Chapter 3. Marriage Agreement Letter
Chapter 3
The decorated bridal room is very beautiful and fragrant does not make both residents feel happy like newlyweds in general. There was no joking and laughter in spending the first night that would always be one of the good memories of their lives.
Arga's view never separated from the wife. Now in Marsha's hand there is a piece of paper containing several points and below it there is matrei. The woman read several times the contents of the marriage agreement submitted by the man as the first party and the woman as the second party.
"Aren't you serious about this letter of agreement?" marsha still doesn't believe it.
"Yes, of course I'm serious. It's for the good of all of us. Just so you know I'm the one who's been hurt the most by this marriage" replied Arga with a sharp look and a flat face.
Actually this marriage agreement suddenly appeared when Arga woke up. Somehow he did not want his free life to suddenly become constrained by the presence of a wife. What he did before would not change.
Marsha is also not her favorite type of woman. She's a good woman from a good family. How could she possibly ruin her honor as a woman who always looked after herself.
"Alright if it is indeed the will of Brother," Marsha said as she glanced towards the door afraid that someone would suddenly enter.
"I'll follow whatever you want, brother. Just allow me to work as long as I can. I promise to take good care of this baby" said the woman who had just been given the title of Arga's wife.
Argi's forehead shriveled at Marsha's wishes. Most women prefer to stay at home in early pregnancy because they vomit frequently, but these women want to go to work.
"You don't need to work as my wife. Because I will bear all your needs as long as you don't complicate my life," Arga said.
Marsha smiled sweetly and said, "I work the money for the children's home. Pity them because if there are no donors. I've been a regular donor since I went to college. If you want to …."
"No, thank you. It was done by my parents" Arga said, crossing both hands.
Marsha gave a stiff smile in her heart she said, 'Gift for orphans' will be her reward for herself. Why didn't Brother imitate his parents?'
Marsha re-read the letter of agreement over and over again so that she does not misunderstand. There are 17 points listed there. Not all burdensome, even this is arguably an equally profitable rule.
'I did not expect that Brother Arga was this kind of person. All this time I've seen him as a good and honorable man, Marsha's inner self as she affixes her signature.
Arga is happy that Marsha is willing to sign their marriage treaty. At least his life won't change much later.
"Has this agreement come into force now?" marsha asked as she glanced at the husband.
"Yes" Arga replied.
Marsha nodded her head slowly, then stood up then walked towards the door. Seeing that Arga immediately held his hand.
"Where are you going?" asked the man with a sharp look.
"Yes, move rooms. It's not that in the covenant letter we won't sleep in the same room," marsha replied as she rolled her eyes because she felt that this Arga had forgotten what she had written herself on the paper.
"Remember agreement number five! Our relationship should look fine in front of our family" Arga sighed by suppressing every word that came out of his mouth.
Marsha's eyes were rounded and only understood the meaning of that point. He thought that they should not fight in front of their families.
"So, tonight we're gonna sleep together in this bridal room?" ask the women in the headscarf instantly.
"Yes, if we're with our family then we'll sleep one room" replied Arga and turned around.
"Loh, Brother! What does this mean?" marsha asked as Arga gave her pillows and blankets.
"You sleep on the couch, I sleep on the bed" replied Arga as she laid her body on the soft mattress.
Seeing Marsha who was still silent, Arga woke up and sat down. He looked at the young pregnant woman with an annoyed look.
"Your body is short and enough to lie on the sofa" Arga said in annoyance.
Inevitably Marsha also walked to the sofa and slept there.
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Arga brought Marsha to the capital early in the morning because today she had to go into the office. At maximum speed he drove his car. There was no conversation between them during the trip.
Arga's eyes glanced at Marsha who was looking out the window. He knew that his wife was angry because she was forbidden to bring her beloved cat.
The trip takes about four hours. Arga put his car into the basement of the apartment where he lived all this time.
"Down!" command Arga while unlocking seat belt.
Arga sees Marsha having trouble unlocking her seatbelt because some of her clothes are tucked away in the seat lock. Without speaking he helped his wife open the seatbelt.
"That's!" shouted a beautiful woman in sexy clothes who ran towards him.
Arga turned to the source of the voice. It looks like one of the women he once dated and slept with. The woman immediately hugged and kissed the man's lips passionately.
Marsha's eyes widened almost out of place when she saw the sight. Somehow the value of Arga in his eyes now immediately fell. It was obvious that there was disgust implied from the woman's face.
"Where have you been? I'm three days in a row coming here, but you're not there" asked the woman still hugging Arga's neck. His face looked pouted, but his voice was pampered.
"My sister is dead" replied Arga.
"What's? Why didn't you tell me?" The woman who wears a shirt with a low chest model and even the contents almost spilled it now looks sad.
"Why should I tell you? You are nothing to me" Arga replied as she pulled the woman's hands from her neck.
After being separated from the woman, Arga walked to the elevator. However, his steps came to a halt when he heard Marsha's screaming voice.
"Sir, suitcase!"
"Bring all your things yourself. Why have a hand, "reply Arga then continue the path.
"Who are you?" asked the woman to Marsha with a full glance.
Marsha is confused as to what to answer. He saw Arga already standing in front of the elevator door.
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What will Marsha do after knowing Arga is a woman who likes to change dates? follow their story, yes!