Dream Wedding
Women are troublesome

...~Love is not about perfection, so long as you are happy in a simple way; various stories, jokes and laughter-those who flirt with luxury are no reason to end togetherness~...

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Ilyas did the work inside the mansion until he could not remember the time. When he came out of the workroom it was dark, he forgot his wife. When he returned to his room, he found his wife who wanted to get out of the room.

They passed in front of the door. Seen Dian surprised and immediately lowered her head, Dian slightly rewinded her body making Ilyas again screech in wonder.

Was he that scary? Her thought. Ilyas was indeed an insensitive person.

" Where are you going? " Tell the man

" The Emm, my master wants to pray but..."

The handsome man clucked. Why does this woman always hang her words "Say."

" I don't know the direction of the Qibla sir."

Ilyas was silent, to be honest he did not understand either. Although he is diverse Islam, but it is all only in his ID card. He never prayed except when he was a child, when his parents were alive.

" Ask Mega." Exclaims. He did not know whether Mega knew the direction of the Qibla or not, he very rarely hunted the servants.

" Ba. good sir." The woman went past Ilyas' body to meet Mega, the middle-aged maid who delivered her earlier.

Dian entered the elevator, fortunately he had seen how the elevator works when riding with Mega earlier. After getting out of the elevator, Dian started looking for Mega.

He just realized, the waiter who was abundant this afternoon is now invisible to none. The woman became dizzy where to go, the mansion that was too big made her not know where to go.

" Mr, why are you here? " A cold voice from behind made Dian turn his head.

" ah... Alhamdulillahot... " Swiping his chest, he thought he would get lost inside this huge mansion.

" What's wrong, madam? " Look at the wonder towards the beautiful woman. Although the woman was the master's choice, Ardo had to be careful, it could have been a shipment from his master's enemy.

" Em do you know the direction of the Qibla in Mr. Ilyas' room? I want to pray but don't know the direction of Qibla." He seemed to be able to talk casually with the man in front of him because the aura released was not as frightening as Ilyas.

Ardo was silent "are you planning to pray in Mr. Ilyas' room? "

Innocently Dian nodded "Is it forbidden huh? " His big eyes flickered looking at Ardo

But believe me, Ardo is not a person who is easily tempted let alone the woman in front of him is the wife of his master "If master Ilyas does not forbid you can do anything. For the Qibla direction, you can face right in front of the wall and turn your back on the bathroom, and turn a little to the right." Ardo.

Ardo and Mike are both Muslims, of course, know where the Qibla is.

Dian smiled happily "Thank you. Then I go back to praying." Ardo just nodded

" Assalamu'alaikum."

Ardo again nodded "Wa'alaikum salutations." The answer is which makes Dian smile more happy.

Dian entered the room after knocking on the door, she did not find her husband inside. Frowning, finally heard the sound of water from inside the bathroom. Dian only mangosteen then immediately pray.

After the prayer, Dian saw Ilyas who was on the sofa while playing a mobile phone. The man was still wearing a bathrobe and the sight of water droplets falling from his hair made the man even sexier.

'Astagfirullah is actually my heart this is why' just look at the sexy scenery, Dian has been shaky.

Is his faith really thin? or the sight of torn bread that is too tempting?

Still using the face, the woman entered the walk closet and soon came out with a face that had been released and only used a long hijab and a man's clothes in her hands.

Carefully, the woman standing in front of Ilyas made Ilyas' focus split and looked up "What's up? " ask. Only Dian can make Ilyas ask first even though he does not know what the woman wants to say.

" Em this is the master of clothes for you. It must be cold to wear a bathrobe. I'll also dry your hair." The thrill of showing her a shirt and pants and a small towel.

Put the phone "Put it here." Pat next to him. Dian said he put the clothes next to Ilyas.

Afterwards the beautiful woman went to the back of the sofa "Excuse me.." she said, then very slowly started rubbing the man's hair.

Ilyas just kept quiet and enjoyed the touch Dian had done in his hair. He enjoyed the woman's tenderness. Although in his heart he always wondered, why is he actually very comfortable with Dian?

Another case with Dian who wants to do his duty as a wife. He realized that he was married now, although still shocked by his sudden marriage but he still had to carry out his duties as a wife.

" Em sir.." There's something the beautiful woman really wants to know

" Hmm? " Close eyes enjoy the gentle strokes of Dianra.

Ilyas clucked in his heart. This question again. Though Ilyas always deliberately avoids the question, but it seems Dian also does not want to lose just like that.

Actually it's not that Ilyas always wants to dodge. It's just that he is also confused about her agreeing to marry Dian. His words at that time came out spontaneously without being blocked. However, there is no way Ilyas is telling the truth.

" Do you not want to marry me? " Not answering, instead deliberately asking questions.

" Uh? That's... Not like that, just that we don't know each other at all. We don't love each other either." Still rubbing Ilyas' hair

The handsome man chuckled and as insulting as "Will his marriage be on the foundation of love, can guarantee the marriage is long lasting? If it lasts long, you can't be a widow." The man's sarcasm.

Dian's hand stopped. True also well, she allowed in the heart even though the words of her husband were very piercing.

Back to moving the hand "But still, you may already have a lover. L am..__"

" oo." Sounds from Ilyas cut the words Dian made the woman silent a thousand languages and did not dare to speak again.

The man then got up while taking the clothes that Dian had prepared earlier "Don't think of anything strange." He then went inside the walk closet to wear clothes.

Dian echoed the towel he held. He just didn't want to be disappointed anymore. Her once-destroyed marriage left a deep trauma for the beautiful woman.

" Am I wrong to ask her purpose in marrying me? That way I'll learn how to deal with it."

Dian was scared when she gave heart to her new husband, but was betrayed like the first.

Dian is not a woman who easily gives her heart to men. The beautiful woman will give her heart to the one who will truly be her husband or her husband.

That's what she did with her ex-husband. She never loved Malik before marriage, but after marriage she tried to learn to love her husband even though he was betrayed.

Therefore Dian did not want to experience the same thing, he did not want to fall into the same hole.

Ilyas came out of the walk closet. The man looked at the woman who was now his wife, the woman just stayed where she was and looked down while holding a towel.

Haaaahhhhh

" What are you doing there? You want to be a statue and decorate this room." Again the words of sarcasm came out of the sexy lips of the handsome man

Sontak Dian looked up " Eh? The statue? Who sir? Me? " Pointing yourself "No. No. I just.."

Ilyas looked flat at Dian's behavior even though he was actually very anxious to see the reddish face was nervous. " That's it." Tighten her and walk out of the room.

" Women are troublesome." Grumpy the man. He wants to get back to his pending job in the workspace and it looks like there Ardo and Mike are waiting.

While Dian only kept silent while looking at the departure of his handsome husband with a grumbling mouth.

" Hahhh again I pissed him off." Pat both cheeks

" Conscious Dian. You mustn't be a hassle, maybe that's why Malik is suing you." Walk slowly towards the bathroom to hang the towel.

He came back from the bathroom and sat on the couch. Just sit and don't know what to do. Maybe he is indeed talented to be a statue, thought the woman until..

Kruyukis..

Kruyukis...

The sound of her stomach voice echoed in the quiet room. Holding the belly of "rich I have no talent for sculpture, just look I can still starve."

Wailing, but not knowing what to do. Does he have to go out to get food? But he didn't feel good about getting out of the room. " But didn't Mr Ilyas say I'm the hostess here? " Snakes fast

" What the fuck, the thought of where else it is. Haisss doesn't have much to say about Dian. Hahh I should've sised yellow rice for me to eat." Although he did not know whether the yellow rice can last until the night.

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