Forced Marriage to Cruel CEO
Happy Ending's

Cherin is busy choosing the clothes she will wear for herself as well. The dinner so sudden it made Cherin distraught because her stomach started to get a little big. So he is confused to wear clothes which are so many choices.

Even the clothes in Cakra's closet are almost all out and messy because Cherin felt she did not find the right clothes for her child. Not only is Cakra's wardrobe, but the closet is just as messy.

"God ... Mas! You try to call who the cake is to make good clothes now. I'm afraid I don't have any good clothes at all. Especially for Cakra," Cherin lamented as she stomped her feet several times in annoyance after returning from Cakra's room.

Hanes, who was still busy with her phone, just took a deep breath and then left to choose the dress that Cherin would wear. "It's good, honey! Try me! I'm sure you're getting prettier with this one" Hanes said, then handed the dress to Cherin.

Instead of accepting it straight away, Cherin turned back several times the clothes still held by Hanes. Her lips pursed like she did not like the choice of her husband.

"Is this really good?" ask Cherin in doubt. The dress was never worn by Cherin. The habit of women who only like to shop, but still say they do not have good clothes to wear.

"Yes. Try it! Cakra business, let it be the same Bibiknya. You are beautiful. Cakra will be handsome wearing any clothes, so you don't have to worry!" continued Hanes and Cherin also according to grab the clothes referred to Hanes then change clothes and dress up.

Hanes also gave chakra to her baby sitter to be dressed well. While he was also looking for the right clothes for the dinner invited by Erlan.

...***...

Sapphira really could not do anything else when her mother forbade her to go to the dinner held by Erlan's extended family. Since a few minutes ago he was trying to think of a crazy idea of what he should do in order to get out of his house because Jio was about to arrive at the pick-up spot.

"Jeez .. How is this!" muttered Safira was still pacing around in her room while squeezing both hands that were already sweating. If he hadn't come, Jio would have been disappointed. But he had no idea to get out of his house because the exit was locked and the key was held by Romlah's mother.

"Safira! Fried fish!" yelled Mother Romlah from the kitchen. Safira was forced to step into the kitchen. The tangled look on her face made her hit him with a rice pitcher.

"Don't daydream, fish-fried chips! Mother was laper," said Mother Romlah staring cynically Safira then gave a container containing four pieces of fish mujair.

Finally, Sapphira took the container with a big heart. But when going to take cooking oil, Safira get a brilliant idea. He knew that the cooking oil in his house was running out. Sapphira also pretended to stumble and spill the oil.

"Ow .. sick, Buk!" moh Safira pretended to be in pain.

"What the hell are you? Our oil abis instead you spilled. Buy it there! Don't talk in the shop!" mother Romlah then gave the money twenty thousand as well as the key to the house to Sapphira. Not wanting his plan to fail, Safira still pretended to be upset about receiving money and the keys to his house and then left.

But he did not really go to the stall, but ran straight to the alley out of his home complex because Jio must have reached where they had agreed to meet.

Sure enough, after a long run, Safira has found Jio standing leaning on a car with a cool style and looks to be making a phone call. "Mas, the hunt's in!" said Safira with a breath that hunts because of tired running.

Jio who was surprised by the arrival of Safira immediately opened the car door and drove his car immediately. Long enough Jio waited for Safira's explanation because his breath could not speak smoothly.

"Honey .. We buy clothes first means yes?" asked Jio who seemed to understand the appearance of Safira who was still catapulted.

"Huft .. It's full of struggle, Mas! I have to swear the oil used to be able to get out of the house," Safira explained making Jio chuckle. "You're even smirking the hell I'm so cute? All of this is proof of my love for you, Mas!" connect Safira with an annoyed tone.

"If love why not invite for children, hm?" seductive Jio made him instantly get a punch on the shoulder. "Eh ... haphazardly, if I bump into people keep going to jail, how?" jio asked, but still with a soft tone.

"Yes easy! I stay married to Rendra or Ferdi or tourists who usually meet me. I'm pretty, a lot of people want to be like me, huh!" safira answered and folded his hands on his chest.

"Yes .. yes, sorry! You should not amit-amit dong even for me to want to kill the people you mentioned earlier," said Jio while wiping the tip of Safira's head.

Sapphira did not respond. Jio lets Safira's anger subside until they finally arrive at a boutique. Jio lets Safira choose the clothes and other accessories she needs.

...***...

"Darling ... Where do I pack my clothes?" yelled Erlan was busy picking clothes on the walk in closet. He was never that busy before.

"God ... Mas! You are like a girl confused looking for clothes. We're just having dinner and coming out on our own. Who do you want to carper the same?" ask Diandra who's still dressing Ezra.

"What the hell you do, we want a photo together. I should look the coolest dong!" erlan said in self-defense.

"It's just a photo, what's so special! Which clothes are. No matter what you look like, the best looking and the coolest in my eyes it's just you, Mom! There will be nothing else" said Diandra immediately make Erlan misbehaved with his praise.

"Are you ready yet Oma's grandson?" ask Mami Hasna who will take Ezra so that Diandra can prepare without interruption.

"Start, Mom! A little more just wear shoes," replied Diandra who then put the shoes on Ezra. After that Mami Hasna took Ezra out of the room.

Diandra also chose clothes without confusion like Cherin and Erlan. Her husband even hung two thumbs up at Diandra who immediately put on the clothes she picked up in the closet. "My wife is different from the others" said Erlan not to make Diandra float. She came out of the walk in closet and sat in front of her dresser after she finished changing clothes.

"Em .. not pa-pa, dear. I want to see you so perfect." Erlan kissed Diandra's head.

"Ish .. Don't get dirty. We're in this hurry. Afraid of getting stuck in the street," Diandra said slightly pushing Erlan's body so she could freely make up for herself. His movements were of course limited if Erlan hugged him from behind.

"Yes. No really! But three nights tonight, huh? I want a min-"

"No! Basic pervert! I'm out there wearing shoes!" This time Diandra actually pushed Erlan's body. Indeed every time there is a chance both, Erlan really always thinks dirty. Diandra sometimes made dizzy with her husband. Although he actually likes spoiled men like Erlan's attitude.

...***...

In a luxurious restaurant that Erlan had booked specifically for a special dinner as a sign of Grandma Harma's welcome, everyone invited had gathered and sat down with beaming faces.

It was truly a very happy night for Erlan and Diandra. Moreover, Dona's mother has recovered and can join the night together at the restaurant. Diandra almost shed her tears seeing one by one the faces that had accompanied the sorrow of Diandra.

All the sadness, the loneliness, the, the tribulation and the sickness that had almost made him despair were finished and there remained a sense that could not be expressed in words anymore because clearly seen that night none of it was seen being sad.

Even Jio and Safira who have not received the blessing of Safira's parents alone, look very happy and enjoy.

"Let's all go, enjoy Grandma Harma's welcoming dinner as well as gratitude for Ms. Dona's recovery. May we all always be given eternal happiness" Erlan said, making everyone present smile.

"Eh, wait! We'll have a photo session together first, Mom! If we eat first, the lipstick will not be red anymore dong! diandra said immediately greeted the title of laughter. But that's normal for a woman.

"Eh, yes! I was enthusiastic about taking photos. Okay ... Bentar, the photographer was said to come a little late! I called first" Erlan said as she reached into his pants pocket. But not yet to make a phone call, the photographer in question arrived with bad breath.

"Sorry, Sir! To get stuck earlier," said the photographer who just came.

"Yes, not pa-pa. So what is the right position so that the photos are good," asked Erlan who was the photographer immediately looking for the right place and position to be able to photograph everyone well.

No need to be ordered again, the photographer and one friend who came along with him helped to position the fit and set the chair after counting the number of people to be taken pictures.

"Come, it's ready!"

Hanes and Cherin are at the far right along with Cakra held by Hanes. Followed by Jio and Sapphira who entered the Hanes line earlier with the women in the middle. Then in the after Pras who stood on Jio's side.

Erlan and Diandra sit in a chair with Erlan holding Ezra, while on Diandra's side there is Mami Hasna then Dona's mother. On Erlan's side is Grandma Harma.

After such a way that the photographer set the position, it was time to take the picture. The friend who was brought by the photographer tried to shift his gaze Ezra and Cakra to look at the camera with a typical smile of course.

Ezra and Cakra's attention was diverted until finally the sound of the camera shooting sign was heard several times so that the best picture could be chosen.

"Now freestyle! Count three, say chers. Ready it! One ... two .. three!"

Chekrek!!!

The third count, everyone raised their hands up with a beautiful smile engraved with all the happiness that had been perfect.

...~~~END~~...

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