Forced to Marry a Handsome Duda
Chapters 84. Phrase

Lope Lope Babang Andreas. 

Gita swung her lips towards Andreas who was in front of her. He had imagined how the man's lips would taste, must be chewy like yupi candy and washed away like a blue sea. For so long just wondering, finally he can taste the coveted first kiss. 

He slowly landed his lips. Opening his mouth then biting him, but instantly his heart immediately jolted in shock with a much different taste. 

You know how hard, when the guy is handsome his lips like a rock, it should be like cake dough, tender.

Curious, Gita opened her eyes. Instantly he screamed when he saw the figure in front of him. The thing in his mouth fell to the floor, causing a sound. 

"Mother" cried Gita. Look at the things on the floor. He looked at the mother who laughed at him. 

"Eat that dipper," said Miss Mila ketus. Pouring a broom and wipe and then get out. 

"So, it wasn't Mr. Andreas' lips, it was a dipper." 

Gita ruffled her hair, staring at the back of Miss Mila who disappeared behind the door. 

A few seconds later the door opened again, Madam Mila popped her head. 

"Although you're Andreas' future wife, don't be spoiled, still help me clean up the house." 

Gita just nodded lazily. 

"Geez, fortunately only the mother who saw, if until sir Andreas know, how?" It was a dream far more beautiful than reality. 

Because of the application event last night made Gita more crazy about her future husband. 

Gita got out of bed and went to the bathroom. After doing his duty, he helped the mother as before. 

Look at the phone on the table and grab it. Closing the door to check for incoming messages. 

"Already a fiancee didn't say good morning, refrigerator bottom," his grunts stared at Andreas' very handsome profile. 

Since when was he crazy about that guy? Gita was not aware of it, since the incident in his college days, he closed his heart to other men, afraid of disappointment again like before. 

Put it back and continue its activities. Just tidying up the blankets, Gita's phone rang. He immediately grabbed it back. 

The message came in, but not from Andreas but from Samsul. 

Git, meet me at the park office, I have something to talk about, it's important. 

Okay, reply Gita directly via message also with thumb emoji. 

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...

After parking the bike, Gita went straight to the destination. He looked at the back of the friend who was sitting in the middle of the park. 

"Samsul," Gita called out a little. He approached and sat down beside the man. 

"What's wrong?" ask Gita straight to the core. 

Samsul took out a small blue box. Pointing in front of the Gita. 

Gita knew it was a jewelry box like the one Andreas had given her. But, he did not know what Samsul meant. Why did he show her that. 

"What's that about?" ask Gita without touching that thing. 

He wanted to hear it from Samsul's lips. 

"Will you marry me? I love you." Open up that box. It has a diamond ring inside. 

"What?" ask Gita to make sure. Looking at the two eyes of Samsul who was filled with honesty. 

"I proposed to you." 

Gita lowered her head. He still remembers when he was in college. At first he loved Samsul, but because the man loved Lintang, Gita forgot about the taste. Friendship is more important than anything. 

Now that everything has changed, that love has disappeared eroded along with the time that runs. 

He regarded Samsul purely as a friend, not another. 

Samsul laughed and closed the box. Standing in front of Gita who was still down. 

"All women are the same. Will definitely choose a richer man." 

Gita stood up, even though that was not the story, still Samsul's speech offended him. 

"Why did you say that?" ask Gita enthusiastically. 

"In proof, Lintang rejected me and chose Mr. Yudha, do you still want to avoid. And I'm sure, you'll pick a rich man too." 

For a long time he just harbored a sense of disappointment, and it looks like this morning will reveal everything. She did not want to be considered a material woman by Samsul. 

"I used to love you so much, but you love Lintang. Is it wrong to turn?" Gita's eyes begin to look glassy, remembering the pain that once enveloped her.

It turns out that behind a close friendship there is a very serious problem. 

"Why didn't you say it?" pekuk Samsul, as if blaming Gita who harbored the feeling alone. 

"How can I say, that every day you only mention the name of Latitude and Latitude. I don't want to ruin the friendship between us. I don't want Lintang to misunderstand. Now you better find another woman. I already have a fiancee."

Gita turned her body around, wiping away the tears that had soaked her cheeks. 

Why should everything be revealed when I have received Mr. Andreas' proposal. If only you had paid attention to me once, I would have waited for you. Now that it's too late, we'll just be friends. 

Just a few steps, Samsul again called the name Gita. 

Gita stopped her steps without looking. 

"I'm sorry" said Samsul quietly, but could still be heard by the Gita. 

Gita continued her path towards the room. He sat down, rubbing his face violently. Can't focus on his job today. Want to scream but afraid to be mistaken crazy, want to vent but to whom. There's no way he's telling it all at latitude. 

"Gita," said Andreas from the doorway. 

Gita moved from her seat. Expel the uneasiness that settles. He did not want to be sad on this happy day. 

"I, sir," replied Gita respectfully. Even though the man is her future husband, Gita still has to be professional. 

"I want to talk to you for a minute." 

Gita followed Andreas towards his room. Walk together like a boss and an employee.

Upon arrival, Andrew closed the door. Now there are only two of them in that place. 

Andreas sat in the chair that raised his name. Staring at Gita who was standing next to her desk. 

"How do you feel about Samsul?" asked Andreas in a flat tone. 

Why did Mr. Andreas ask like that, did he just hear my conversation with Samsul. 

"Yes, I just heard your conversation with Samsul in the park. Now tell me everything, I don't want to marry a woman who's still stuck with the past."

"If you hear everything, why do you still ask?" said Gita a little snapping. 

I don't know what he's feeling right now, his heart is sad. He should have gotten a soothing warm hug, not the current interrogation, which sucks.

Silent 

Andreas can only move. Her lips were silent as she stared at Gita's cheeks which were beginning to fill with tears. 

Gita's getting messed up, she can't think straight anymore. Last night's happiness seemed to throw himself into a big problem. 

"Are you sure you won't tell me?" 

Gita shook her head without a sound, then went to close the door of Andreas' room.