Forced to Marry My Brother's Prospective Husband
chapter 68

"Rose, you want to be my wife?" Aby clasped both hands of the Rose with eyes that looked at the girl with a deep look.

The rose fell silent and did not immediately answer Aby's question. His eyes looked at Aby's pitch-black netera, his heart was flowery listening to all Aby's words to her.

"Thank you!"

"Thank you!"

"Thank you!"

Cafe visitors who are the majority of young people also voiced the word 'accept' to support Abymana. Although they do not know each other but their race of solidarity is quite high with each other.

Roses and Aby were staring at the visitors who were now supporting Aby with their heavy claps.

"You're what the hell, make me ashamed," said Roses to Aby.

"Because I love you."

"So how? Accepted not? We are all waiting" said Nasya.

"You yes, please. I promise after this I will no longer bring orange close to me," said Aby.

"What did I ask you to do to stay away from the orange?"

"Jawab first. You want to be my wife, real wife not boyfriend anymore."

The rose smiled widely and nodded slowly to the sign that she was willing to be the wife of an Abymana.

Aby smiled broadly and hugged the rose!

Nasya and all the cafe goers cheered happily. They also felt the happiness now being felt by Aby and the Rose.

"Iih, make envy," said Nasha as she nudged Aby with the tip of her shoulder.

"You're a kid, don't be jealous and never imitate our dating style" Aby said.

"Good Bro." A visitor who had hit the Rose table and Nasha immediately congratulated Aby.

"Good good to you both."

"Congratulations, may we be together forever."

"Congratulations, may you always be happy."

Some visitors congratulated the two happy people.

"Thank you, thank you for your prayers, may you all also always be happy and healthy always," said Aby.

The rose only fell silent with a smile that never faded from her lips.

"We're going home now. Nasya let's go home."

"Ready. Lets go!" Nasya walked first and let Abu and Rose walk later.

"Rose, go home with me" Aby said after arriving at the parking lot.

"motorized. How's it?"

"You guys are back on the bike. I've got Aby's car" Nasha said.

"Good bike?" Aby looked at Nasha who was smiling at her.

"Yes, brother, anyways good-looking brother is still visible despite wearing a helmet."

"Say if you don't want to take the bike."

"Where to take the bike, I can't. My own brother who forbids me to practice riding a motorbike."

"It can be done."

"Well, if you don't want anything, let me go home on the bike, I'm used to going home alone" said Mawar.

"Don't, we just inaugurated the time to go home separately," said Aby.

"Where's the car key, I want to go home now." Nasya puts his hand on Aby.

"Ogah also squirm your wash," continued Nasya.

Quickly, Aby gives her car keys and lets Nasha go home in her car.

"I brought the bike. You are just a passenger," said Aby while riding a motorcycle owned by Rose!

"Rarely you? Do not let you take me freefall from this bike," said Rose.

"Well, if it falls."

"No, let's go up. Don't forget the tight grip let you survive to the destination" Aby said as she pulled both hands of the Rose and pointed it at her stomach.

Now the rose was sitting behind Aby with her hands wrapped around Aby's belly.

"It's not gini either. This is your lucky one" said Roses.

"Luckily how. Just be usual." Aby started to slowly propel the bike.

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The village.

Michelle has arrived at the village where Randy's factory will be built.

He went straight to the land that Randy meant. He walked along the land while enjoying the cool weather that afternoon.

"I have to find a place to rest tonight" Michelle muttered as she continued to walk into the forest.

After a long time he walked, his steps stopped when he saw a black rose growing on the ground, he was curious and finally approached the flower!

"Black roses? Who planted this beautiful flower in the forest?" inner Michelle.

Michelle touched the flower petals that were blooming and stroked them gently.

"It's a pity that flowers as beautiful as this have to be cut down." Michelle immediately left the flower as she had to find a suitable place for her to rest!

Tonight and beyond, Michelle will sleep in the woods protected only by her tent. The money he got from Mr. Randy, for his needs there, he gave to his foster mother to meet the needs of his sisters in the orphanage.

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The Dirga residence.

"Ussy, why aren't you home yet? It was this afternoon" said Dirga upon arriving at his home.

"Ussy wants to go home sir, but wait for you to come home first" said Ussy.

"Why? Not payday yet."

"Yes, Ussy wants permission to bring this food home."

"Why should permission. I've told you everything here can be your night and you can take it home. Now you live with a lot of kids. Bring all that food and give it to them."

"But make you eat? Starving again like that."

"Simple, I can order online."

"Seriously Sir. If so, Ussy will take them all to the parlour."

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The Aby residence.

"Roses, what are you doing?" asked Aby who saw the Rose unbuttoning her shirt.

"You change clothes, what else" said the Rose while making her second shirt button.

"Relatedly? How come you're not upset with me?" Aby continued to look at the hands of the moving Rose in the data, when the button was released, she could definitely see something on the chest of the Rose.

"Don't look at me like that. I was afraid" said the Rose.

After all the buttons of the Rose shirt were missed, Rose opened it and saw the white top shirt that Rose wore and made as **********.

Aby immediately smiled and lowered her head.

"To be brave enough to open the shirt in front of me turns out there are other clothes that you wear" said Aby.

The rose laughed and walked over to Aby! He sat next to Aby and looked at the man.

"What do you think hmm? You want to see it?" ask Roses.

"If allowed but if not I will still see by force" said Aby.

"Rarely seeing? Don't want to hold, feel or even mere*as?" ask Roses as if teasing Aby.

Aby raised her head and looked at the Rose with an unusual look.

Seriate