Forced to Marry Young Master
Weddings
The next day, Cheyka was getting ready to wear a wedding dress. Actually he's very lazy, wanting to feel like he's running away. But it could be the wrath of the young master, and what will happen next Cheyka thought.
"But I'm brave, what's wrong with running away." Cheyka glanced at the window glass.
Just about to open the window, Rukha suddenly pulled her shirt. Cheyka hesitantly looked back. Showing her best smile, as if she had not eaten a heart.
"Hi!" hello Cheyka.
"You're running away, aren't you?" Stare sharply.
"Hmmm.no, I just feel hot. I guess opening the window can make the wind go in more." Cheyka danced by herself, stretching out her hands.
”Say there was no physical contact, why was it holding my shoulder. Hah was used to breaking the deal, the proof was that last night he winked at me.” Inner Cheyka.
"Our marriage is just a transaction. But don't like to go overboard, or I'll destroy your family in a minute." Take warning seriously.
"Okay sir." replied Cheyka lazily.
Rukha placed her hands on her waist, telling Cheyka to hold her hands. Cheyka complied, until they got out of the room. The invited guests were already crowded, and all eyes were on them.
"It's so beautiful for the bride."
"They're very compatible."
"Don't expect them to get married, never heard from the relationship."
"Their wedding will be a romantic history."
Secyfa stared dislikefully, as people praised his foster brother. If he were in that position, he wouldn't either. Unable to see the cold nature of Rukha.
"Look, it's already pretending to be the queen" said Melodi.
"Look down, easy business. Let's just do it, he's not at home." Rhoky replied.
"True, that way he'll go" Melodi said.
"It must be the love of Rukha's treasure alone, where maybe he's sincere." Serfa.
Ijab qobul will be implemented, there is a sense of deg-degan for Cheyka. Although this is like a charade, but still the original marriage. They will be lawful husband and wife.
"How are the witnesses?" ask penghulu.
"Well." answer everything.
”Definitely Melody on purpose, sister laknat base. Dare to add to this session, without permission from myself.” Inner Rukha.
"Master, I don't understand dancing. Even these high shoes, they'll make it hard for me to move." Cheyka was worried.
"It's quiet, follow my movements." replied Rukha.
The two of them walked slowly, being in the midst of the invited guests. Start moving slowly, dance with focus.
"Just follow my movements." whispered Rukha.
"Okay sir." replied Cheyka.
Cheyka was often mistaken in her moves, and nearly fell down. Rukha immediately caught him, then they looked at him for a moment.
Suddenly Rhoky's voice rang out, which poured fire on the audience. Deliberately lengthen the stove axis, so that the situation gets hotter.
"Let's kiss Kak, if it's a real couple." Rhoky laughs.
"The kids are stiff, don't-don't never date together" Melodi said.
Kiss it! Kiss it! Kiss it! Kiss it!
The boisterous voice of the invited guests, made Rukha pull Cheyka's waist to get closer.
”Awas y'all, your facilities will I unplug. Dare to be disobedient to me.” Inner Rukha.
Cheyka shook her head, giving the code not to do so. Let them lose face, than they do. Rukha drew closer to Cheyka's face, but Cheyka continued to retreat. Rukha purposely let go of his embrace, making Cheyka's body about to fall. Rukha caught him again, then turned Cheyka's body against the guests. Rukha pretends to be seen kissing her, but only brings her face closer.
Plok! Plok!
A boisterous clap was heard, as they had finished dancing. Rhoky and Melodi feel upset because they failed, but have been willing to defend will be exposed to tantrums.
In the evening, Rukha gets a phone call from her manager. There was one member of his team, who was suddenly operated on in the hospital.
"All right, I'll be there soon." said Rukha.
"Yes, hurry up little Rukha" replied everyone.
For a while let Rhoky and Melodi not receive punishment. He has more important business, so he doesn't want to waste time.