Forced to Marry My Friend's Lover
TMKS 12'S. Pick up

Hiro sat in his great chair while staring at the screen in his hand. On the screen was clearly a happy face when taking pictures with Nara. A photo he took while both were on vacation in Russia. I don't know what they had in mind when choosing Russia as their destination. Ah, it is possible that they intend to help Vladimir Puttin's army to attack Ukraine.

"I've noticed that for half an hour you've been staring fixedly at the screen of the phone, sir. Is something going on?"

Yokohama, which is often called Yoko (do not call with the call Hama yes all, all, afraid like a pest of leafhoppers that often attack rice plants) was astonished because not as usual Hiro dissolved in his own mind like this. He was worried if something was going on with this boss of his.

"Ah, it's okay, sir. I just miss Nara. He's been to Africa for a week now for a photo shoot. So, just by looking at the photo on the screen of a mobile phone like this can erode my sense of longing."

Yoko was a little surprised by what was conveyed by Hiro, because he heard the news that his boss had broken up with his lover. But why does Hiro still seem to love Nara so much?

"I'm sorry, sir, I heard that you are no longer in a relationship with Miss Nara. But why does Master still miss him?" yoko asked a little astonished.

Hiro slightly flinched. He realized that rumors of him breaking up from Nara had been heard to the ears of people in the office. Hiro tried to rush around looking for a reasonable answer.

"Betul sir, I have indeed broken up from Nara. But I still find it hard to forget. But slowly I will try to forget."

"Oh like that, sir? All right, like that." Yoko looked back at the tablet screen she was carrying. After lunch, you have an appointment to meet with one of the relations from Singapore at Banyu Bening's restaurant."

"OK Ko. I'll prepare everything."

Yoko slightly lowered her back. He waltzed away leaving this boss room of his. Just a moment Yoko walked out of the room, suddenly the door was opened again from the outside.

"hiro!"

"Grandfather!"

Ichiro walks into the granddaughter's room and she lands her ass on the sofa. "It's been two weeks since you broke up with Nara. Hows it? Have you found your future companion?"

Hiro's massaging his temples. I want him not to be locked up in this situation. But he played a role like this.

"Grandfather .. I've actually found a woman who I feel is like a grandfather criterion. I met him while I was in the hospital. Even before I broke up with Nara."

Ichiro's face was slightly glowing. There was a hue of happiness emanating clearly in the eyes of the twilight-aged man.

"Is that really how Ro? What's-her-name? How's nature?'

"Hana Makaira's name, Kek. As for nature, so far as I've seen she's a good woman."

Luckily Hiro had asked about the full name, address, work of the crazy woman to Nara. That way he knows a little about Hana's life. In these circumstances, information about Hana is very much needed.

"Hana Makaira, what a great name. Which has the meaning of a flower and someone who brings happiness. Grandpa's feeling is that the presence of that woman will bring happiness to you, Ro!"

Issshhhh ... Issnhh .... Issshhhh ... What flowers? Carrion flowers? His face was geeky and his skin was very dull. His clothes are cheap. And what did grandpa say? A woman of happiness? Happiness from where? There's a fucking carrier woman.

Hiro was busy monologuing in his heart. Over and over he berated the prospective wife of his contract. Really he did not accept if a name that has such a beautiful meaning was given to the woman. Until Hiro also tesadar from his daydream.

"Hiro doesn't really understand Kek. Because Hiro only knew him for a moment. It's good that Grandpa just met Hana in person."

A wide smile expands on Ichiro's lips. I don't know what happened, there was a sense of happiness that struggled in the heart when he first heard the name Hana Makaira. That sense of happiness is what Ichiro considers as one of the premonitions if Hana is indeed the right person to be the life companion of the grandchild.

"There is no need to delay any more. This afternoon invite Hana to meet Grandpa at home! tell Ichiro as if he can't wait to meet Hana soon.

Hiro. " This afternoon, cake?"

"But this afternoon Hiro has an appointment to meet with relations from Singapore, Kek. Hiro can't cancel it."

Ichiro just smiled faintly. "That's all dizziness. You just ask Yoko to represent you and you invite Hana to come see Grandpa!"

"But Cake...."

"Srsstttt .... There is no buts. This afternoon, you should be able to bring Grandpa together with Hana!"

Hiro could only nod his head. It felt like he did not have the power to refute this request of his grandfather. Rather than will result in a bad thing for Ichiro himself.

***

The shiny white sedan car drove through the streets that looked a little more crowded. Time shows the lunch hour, so it is not surprising that the road conditions are a little crowded with iron horses passing by.

"Geez, it's nothing but the woman's presence has made me dizzy. Especially Grandpa who forced me to pick up that crazy woman. Am I the driver?"

Hiro was busy monologuing softly with facial features that looked so upset. How not to be annoyed, if he was made to bother like this.

"Buehhh ... If only, I hadn't gotten caught up in this game, I wouldn't have picked up that crazy woman."

Hiro's annoyance was trimmed when his car entered a yard that was not too wide. Even the building of this house looks very small but neatly arranged and looks beautiful. The man got out of the car and intended to meet the owner of the house.

"You?" peekik Hana when she saw Hiro was already on the porch of the house.

"Yes, it's me. Wh why? Shocked? Now, change your clothes and then come with me."

Hannah was made to wonder. Still not lost from his shock at seeing Hiro's sudden arrival, now the man asks him to join his gait.

"Where are you going?" ask Hana a little scared. I don't know what he's afraid of.

"Already, don't talk much and don't ask much. Now change your clothes and come with me!"

Just as Hana wanted to go back into the room to change clothes, Ichiro came with her wheelchair. The man seemed to be a little curious because there was a faint sound of someone's voice coming from the direction of the veranda.

"Loh son, any guests? How come you didn't come in?"

Hana smiled wryly. "Yes Well. Meet me, this is Hiro. The man Hana told me about yesterday."

Without saying much, Hiro approached towards Ichiro. He stretched out his hand with a slightly bent body.

"Good day Uncle. I'm Hiro. I'm a close friend of Hana's, Uncle's daughter."

Ichiro's lips gaped wide as if he could not believe who he was talking to. "You want Hiro?"

"Betul Uncle, I'm Hiro."

"Yes God ... It turns out you're handsome and dashing, son!"

"Thank you so much for your compliment, Uncle. But I feel mediocre" Hiro said as he glanced at Hana. Hana who felt glimpsed was just a cynical smile.

Idiihhhh ... Can big head tuh men get compliments from dad. Behold, his face has shown the veils of pride and arrogance.