Married Handsome Pocong
Chapter 1 - Beautiful Young Entrepreneur

Chapter 1 - Beautiful Young Entrepreneur

"We have to leave tonight, Na," said Risawati, a petite girl with a height of 155 cm. Sometimes he corrected the position of his glasses on the nose of the bangir.

"You've booked a ticket, haven't you, Sa?" ask Ana.

The woman named Rizkina Bunga Kusuma with a height of 165 cm turned to the right and to the left. He was afraid too if anyone was watching. Though the building is very large about two thousand square meters. Each room is even separated by a courtyard and a small garden. However, due to the large number of courtiers and some bodyguards, Ana fears they are being watched.

"I bought tickets online. Oh yeah, you brought your dowry jewelry, right?" The hair painted brown looks teasing the face when the wind hit.

"Udah. You got the gold?" ask Ana.

"Big!" Risa nodded.

"Yes, I want to get ready first. We'll meet at nine in the backyard. We're gonna run tonight, if we can just take it straight to Germany, okay?" Ana lifted her thumb.

"okay." Risa also replied similarly. The two then split into their own rooms.

Risa heads to the guest room, while Ana heads to her bridal room.

...***...

That night, Ana tidied up all her clothes. That black, jet-shoulder hair he's a ponytail. The black berhoodie jacket was neatly mounted on his synthetic body. Ana stared at the photo of a couple in traditional Javanese clothes that she then kept in her dresser drawer. Not even one day of her marriage, Ana prefers to be a widow rather than a wife of a pocong.

"I'm sorry, Jaya, I can't live like this. I promise that this child is born, I'll hand him over to this kingdom for you." Ana rubbed her stomach. Inside there was a six-week-old fetus.

Ana holds her backpack, then sneaks to the back garden. There, Risa must have been waiting for him. The gilded handle he lowered slowly and he pulled the door leaf slowly so as not to creak. The pair of flickering eyes closed as they took a deep breath of calm.

"Goodbye, Garuda!" he opened his eyes.

Ana was aghast when she saw the figure in the shroud pack in front of her. The chest part of his field was exposed. The six pack's stomach was perfectly plastered. The figure that is often called the pocong smiled broadly at Ana. The figure pulled his headband like a hoodie a jacket he lowered, hanging from his neck.

"Let's! It's me, Jaya!" said it.

..."Po-po-po-pocoooooong!" ...

Ana lies unconscious later.

...***...

Two months earlier.

At seven o'clock in the rooftop of the Heavenly Boutique building.

“We welcome the queen of our party tonight, the recipient of the best young entrepreneur top ten award of the year. Please welcome the one and only, Rizkina Bunga Kusuma!”

The voice of a man named Tomi echoed amidst the excitement of a glamorous party on top of the rooftop. Boutique owned by Rizkina, or often called Ana, five-story that reads Heavenly Boutique. The rooftop has been transformed into a private party area.

When Ana came, all the invited guests were stunned. The twenty-five-year-old young lady looked perfect. Wearing a bright red dress with no arms and a high cleavage towards her right thigh, stepped gracefully up the stage stairs where Tomi was. Black, jet, and smooth hair like silk, decorated with pearl clasps she stalls. Emitting the aura of beauty of a goddess.

“Wow, Anah! You are beautiful as always,” praise Tomi the gemulai man who has been a friend of Ana since at the High School.

“Thank you, Tomi.” The dimple of the woman's cheeks added to her charming smile.

All pairs of eyes were now on Ana who gave a word on stage, close to the table of a Disc Jockey named DJ Barbara.

“Thank you to those of you who have always supported me. Tonight is not only the fifth anniversary of Heavenly Boutique that we will celebrate, but also the victory of this smart, beautiful and successful selection of myself in the category of the best young entrepreneurs of 2022. Applause everyone!" Ana applauded enthusiastically and was greeted by applause by the guests.

“Hmmm, I expected. Ana remains our most narcissistic friend,” muttered Risa who now stands with Tomi and Mia. They are Ana's best friend and a successful team from the boutique.

“So, raise your glasses and let's toast to the success of Heavenly Boutique in the coming year! Let’s get the party started!” exclaim Ana.

The boisterous sound of invited guests and the clanking of crystal glasses clashed, instantly welcoming Ana's joyous shout. DJ Barbara has also started to play music and make the party atmosphere more lively.

Ana returns to her friends.

“I told you not to drink too much, Na! You forgot, huh? Every time you get drunk, you lose control.” Risa grabbed the crystal glass in Ana's hand forcibly.

“Come, Risa! I just had three glasses. After all, you will always be able to deal with all my problems with those men." Ana chuckles.

"Dear, please!"

"Sa, you are my best friend who will always pick me up when I'm drunk, right?” Ana hugged Risa from the side. His body is starting to get a little dazed.

“Wait a minute, what did you say? Three glasses you say?! You also always end up in a different hotel with our models.”

“Sssstt! Don't make a fuss, Risa. Just five models, kok,” whispered Ana.

“Stay you sleep with them. You should know that Casanova Woman nickname, right? And that's disgusting!"

"You should also know that I hate men. They're just there to play with, aren't they?" Ana tidied up her makeup at a glance with the reflection of the glass in Risa's hand.

"Ana, you must have been traumatized by Bram, huh?"

Ana immediately smothered her best friend's mouth. He did not want the name of the man to be heard again.

“I want to go to the toilet first, yes,” said Ana.

"Let's! You're infuriating!" risa's strangling lipstick on her lips was made by Ana.

Ana, trying to avoid Risa, accidentally collides with a handsome man named Raden Jayanegara Mangkulangit. Athletic body and height of 180 cm it does look like a male model. The dimple and split chin tempted Ana to say hello.

“You new model here, yes?” ask Ana.

“Not, Miss. My name is Jaya, the owner of Garuda Batik. My assistant already contacted you, right, a week ago?" Jay stretched out his hand.

"Oh, you're the new investor of the batik owner, huh? Hello, my name is Rizkina, just call Ana." Ana welcomes Jaya's hand.

"Did I come at the wrong time? You seem to be partying?" Jaya raised her voice because it collided with the music from DJ Barbara.

"Oh, of course not! You came at the right time. Want to dance and drink with me?" Ana seduces Jaya.

...*****...

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