Forced to Marry Brutal Principal
Eps 102s

Finally they continued their journey with a thousand languages silent, until finally they arrived in front of the famous boutique owned by mama's best friend Ridho, previously they had come here with Mama Ridho to measure the body for the clothes they would wear on their wedding day later.

Ridho got out of the car, then opened the car door for Fathiya, fathiya was still silent because she was embarrassed to remember the incident that had just happened between them, while Ridho tried to behave nothing happened.

Ridho clasped Fathiya's hand as he walked into the boutique, Fathiya looked at Ridho's hand that touched him and followed Ridho's every step until now they have been in the private room of the boutique owner.

“ hi Ridho..” greet Madam Sinta when she sees her best friend's only son.

“ Hi also aunty...how are you aunty??” greet Ridho friendly.

“ Aunty good dear...you guys how ?? ready for the show??” ask Madam Sinta on the two people who are in front of her.

“Mhm...su..dah aunt..” replied Ridho while stealing glances at the embarrassed looking Fathiya.

“ yes already..yuk we see your clothes..” invite aunt Sinta while taking them to a special room wedding dress.

Aunt Sinta picked up the dress she had ordered for Fathiya.

“ You try first yes son..” said aunt Sinta Benarga while telling an employee to follow Fathiya to help Fathiya wear the dress.

Fathiya and the employee walked into the dressing room and put on a dress that had been designed specifically for Fathiya.

A white, slightly covered wedding dress at Fathiya's request, the dress is garnished with a glittering bead accent on the chest, which makes it elegant and classy for anyone wearing it.

Before long Fathiya came out wearing a very beautiful dress. Ridho who had been sitting down and opened his tablet while waiting for Fathiya, now looked at the perfect beauty of Fathiya in his eyes. So Ridho also me; forget the tablet and the tablet fell to the floor.

“ Dho..” call Aunt Sinta.

“ uh...tan..te...” is stammering.

“ it you know your tablet fell..” said aunt Sinta told Ridho that he had dropped the tablet because he was fascinated with the beauty of his future wife.

Ridho was aware of his silly behavior, Ridho took his tablet on the floor, but his eyes were still focused on Fathiya.

“ This is the Tuxedo that you will wear..” Aunty Sinta offered a silver tuxedo that was very suitable in a match with a white dress now worn by Fathiya.

“ Yes tan..” Ridho also took a tuxedo from the hands of Aunt Sinta and took it to the dressing room to wear it.

Not waiting for long, Ridho came out very handsomely wearing the Silver Tuksedo, Fathiya who had finished tidying up her dress now stared charmed at the good looks of her future husband. In his eyes Ridho was absolutely perfect.

“ Here..try standing next to Fathiya..” pinta aunt Sinta.

Ridho approached Fathiya, standing beside Fathiya.

“ Perfect..” Seru aunty Sinta praised the results of the plan and the compatibility of the two people in front of him.

“ Dian...please document this dress suit yes..” Aunty Sinta's orders to the employee who helped Fathiya earlier.

“ Yes buk...” replied Dian.

Dian also pulled out her phone, then prepared to take a photo of the two prospective brides. Dian asked Fathiya and Ridho to express themselves like a bride.

“ Mas...can you please hold her waist anyway..” Pimnta Fathiya on Ridho to make it look friendly. Ridho also holds the waist of Fathiya slim then Dian took a photo of their action.

“ Thank you..” Dian said after she was done with her task.

Although Dian had completed her task but Ridho still held Fathiya's waist, if she felt at home posing like that.

“ hem...ehem..” Fathiya who began to feel bad at Dian who was now smiling saw them cleared their throat so that Ridho was aware of his behavior.

“ uh...sorry...” watered Ridho then released his hand from Fathiya's waist.

“ Okay aunt...” said Ridho.

They changed their clothes with the clothes they had previously worn.

“ Okay aunt..we say tan first..” said Ridho on aunt Sinta who sat in his big chair.

“ Yes Ridho..thank you son..send greetings to your mama yes.” said aunt Sinta.

Ridho grabbed Fathiya's hand and took her out of Sinta's aunt's room, they went out of the boutique and walked to the parking lot.

At the Ridho Park opened the car door for Fathiya and then dai walked to the steering door and entered the car. This time Ridho saw Fathiya had not installed his seat-bealt. Before he drove his car, Ridho also paired the seat bealt for Fathiya.

“ to..ka....you want what...??? “ ask Fathiya nervously.

“ you are always careless..” shrewd Ridho while taking the seat bealt rope and then pairing it to Fathiya.

After that, he drove his car.

“ Where are you going??” tanay Riddho's.

“ Whatever...” replied Fathiya.

“ We ate lunch first yes...you haven't eaten yet right??” ask Ridho again.

“ Yes no...” replied fathiya again.

Somehow Fathiya became groggy to talk to Ridho, there was a feeling that rose in his heart for Ridho but he felt that Ridho could not possibly love him.

“ Yes We have lunch first..” said Ridho then he drove his car to a luxury Resto in the city center.

Ridho parked his car, then took Fathiya into the Resto, Ridho still clasped Fathiya's hand every time he walked, as if Ridho did not want to be separated from the woman who notes bene his future wife who will be married because of force, although forced but his heart has been filled by a name that is Fathiya.

Unknowingly the seeds of love had grown in his heart on the woman he was about to marry, but he tried to shake off his love because he was afraid Fathiya did not love him.

They enter the Resto, Ridho chooses a seat in the corner so that he can enjoy his lunch with his future wife.

Fathiya was sitting right in front of Ridho, Ridho called the waiter to order food.

After they ordered the food they wanted they chatted while waiting for their order to come.

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