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Chapter 15 Wife Of An Arya Pradana Part 1
I never thought of being the wife of an Arya Pradana. Just being around her never crossed Dinda's mind.
Dinda's just an intern who just came in. The first meeting in the large room, Mr. Arya had shown charm as well as his strong aura.
In the office, even a child management associate who is known to be smart is not necessarily able to talk casually to Arya. To talk to him, the interlocutor must be smart, connect, and understand the flow and strategy of the conversation. Moreover, an intern, crumbs - breadcrumbs that even managerial upwards will never glance at them.
The work of an intern is considered unimportant when confusing. Considered just a day job - a day that anyone can do so that any opinion is never asked of them. Every meeting can just sit and listen.
Now, Dinda still couldn't believe that that person, the man she never wanted to be with, was now her husband. That means, every day Dinda will face him, talk to him, meet his needs, and sleep with him.
*‘Ah no - no. I don't want to think about this. Don'tdon't. Already, Dinda. Don't think whatwhat. Just go through.’, Dinda's inner self yelling. *
‘Eh..’, Dinda was surprised, when a hand was already beside her waist and hooked her. The hand tries to reduce the distance between them. Dinda glanced to the side with a slight look up. Right, it's Aryan's hand.
“Oke, yes good mas. Defend, yes. One, two, three. Okay, once again.”, it turns out that Dito, his cousin Pak Arya who caused Pak Arya's hand to go anywhere.
Dinda looks very uncomfortable, her body tries to avoid the grip of Arya's hand which diligently follows the direction of Dito.
“Before ijab kabul, I have asked if you are sure to marry me. And you answered yes.”, whispered Arya slightly lowered her head into Dinda's ear so that no one would hear.
“Now, ijab kabul is done. You are my wife. It is up to me to hold where. Don't forget, later tonight you also have to serve me.”, said Arya with sharp eyes.
“But, Mr. Arya. You do not love me.”, said Dinda also whispered but not to the ears of Arya. The distance is too far. But his murmur could still be heard by Arya clearly.
“I don't love you, it doesn't mean I don't want to sleep with you. You have a pretty face, young, virgin. Maybe I'll have to pay a million for your rich girl in a nightclub. Now, there's free in front of me. Why should I miss?”, said Arya still with a serious face.
Dinda did not know this man was just scaring him, joking or really serious with his words. Dinda was still very uncomfortable when Arya's hand re-embraced her waist. Then move to the shoulder.
We are facing each other now. At first Dito told us to put the forehead together and take pictures on the mopaminan. A few times take was done, Arya immediately pulled Dinda's face into her range. He kissed Dinda's lips briefly. No movement but stick.
Dito was immediately excited to take a photo. He actually wanted to ask them to do this but felt bad about Aryan mas. Now it is the people who do. Dito had fun taking some pictures.
Dinda's face was immediately red. Not only was his heart stopped, but his body was also difficult to move. On the other hand, Arya just feels like winning.
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Dinda is now entering the dressing room. The clothes have been removed and replaced with a traditional kimono-shaped robe. Inggit led Dinda to her room. Of course, the room she was both in with Arya.
“Din, this is your room with Arya. From now on you sleep here, yeah. Take a break, mama has asked help Ibas to get food. You can eat here and rest. You must be tired. The show will start again tonight. So it's still a long time.
“Mother is there, chatting with papa's family. Don't worry, I'll be here later too. All men are preparing for Friday prayers’at. Arya will return after from the mosque with the others. You're here first, yes.”
Hearing that name, Dinda's heart beat again. After what Mr. Arya did during the photo session, Dinda is not sure if tonight she can survive. Moreover, he was still thinking about words - said Mr. Arya.
‘How is this. What if Mr. Arya really fucked me and dumped me like a woman in a nightclub.’
‘No. He's a man of principle. He also remembers his ex-wife. Even though she said that, I'm not sure she'd actually fuck me. He must have just threatened.’
Dinda drowned in her daydream on the sofa of the room. Aryan's room is very spacious. Once inside, you will immediately see the bed, then turn left a little, there is a sofa area. The arrangement is made like a living room. Maybe if there are guests who enter the room, can sit there.
Straight from the sofa, there was a room. The door's still closed. Dinda can't see into it yet. To the right of the room is the bathroom. Dinda could see it because the room was slightly open. In front of him was a large room that seemed to be a place of clothing.
Part of the room was made of clear glass and part of wood. So, it is easy to see the contents from the outside. Dinda could even see some of her clothes hanging there.
His clothes are only a few, the rest are new clothes bought by aunt Inggit and some hibahan from the collection of boutique aunt Meri. The old edition has not been sold, he said, so it was given to Dinda.
A little forward there is a balcony. At this time the door was still closed, but when viewed from his direction, it seemed like the balcony was directly leading to the garden. Dora did not dare to open it.
More precisely, Dinda has not dared to disturb what - what is here. Although this was Arya's room and she was now his wife, but still Dinda felt bad.
Not long after there was a knock on the door. It turned out that Fams was bringing food. Looks like Aunt Inggit told him to.
“Halo mba Dinda, this is me asked aunt Inggit to bring food to the room mba. I put the sofa yes.”, said Fams who immediately passed in before being told. It seemed like he had been to this room a lot, so was very familiar with the arrangement.
Dinda still stood clumsy near the mattress while staring at the path of Fams who had put two rice dishes complete with side dishes on the table.
“Drink later Bi Rumi who brought ya mba. I'm sorry, if I go straight in. Very heavy because.”, said Fams who felt bad had directly played in before being told by who had a room.
Dinda is also actually a bit strange why Fams immediately cheered in. Although she was first here, but in her home, Dinda was always taught not to go into someone else's room carelessly, even if it was her mother or sister. But hearing Fams' explanation made Dinda relieved.
“I used to nginep here mba. But not in this room yes, hehe.”, Fams hastily clarified his sentence so that Dinda does not misunderstand.
“Aunty Inggit room is below, above there are only children's rooms - aunt Inggit including Ibas and Mba Andin. So if aunty needs to call another one, I must be the one told.”, Fams replied while scratching her head. She still feels clumsy with Dinda's presence as a new family member.
“Iya gapapa, thanks a lot yes Fams.”, Dinda can only answer briefly. He's also very stiff. Dinda wants to extend the conversation or just start a small talk. But it seems like today is not the right day.
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