Married to a Big Boss
The Two Families

Now came the time, the neat Ica wearing an all-white dress sat at the dressing table. She looked so beautiful in that dress.

Ijab kabul is finished. Everyone was waiting for Ica to come down. Manda invites the child to meet the man who is now her husband.

"Alhamdulillah."

"God, tabarakallah."

The sound that echoed in the lower room was thrilling. Being greeted with happy cheers instantly made Ica also feel happiness. He reflexively painted a smile on his lips. However, he regained consciousness with Caca's words a few days ago, making Ica paled her face.

"Pak Bayu, is it not wrong to mention the time name ijab kabul? Did he mispronounce Raisa as Salsa? Did I run away, huh?" he said to himself in front of the mirror.

"Huh? Blurred? What do you mean? Where are you going to run?" manda asked with a thunderous voice that managed to make Ica surprised.

"Well, no, Bun. Just kidding, hehe."

"Don't fuck around, yeah, Ca. You're legal to be Bayu's wife now. Not running away will change your status."

"Yes yes. Mother take it, deh."

"Ica.., you get down there."

Ica had no idea she was going to separate from her mother. In fact, he did not think about it, because his mind was filled with all the things that concerned Bayu. Manda doesn't want to mention that now either. If Ica were conscious, she would definitely cry as she pleased and spit out her beautiful makeup.

Everyone looked towards Ica who was descending from the stairs gracefully. Likewise with Bayu who now without hesitation looked at Ica who had become his wife. Bayu greatly admired the beauty that emanated from Ica. He just realized Ica has a charm this big, he never knew Ica was a beautiful woman who is now his wife. In fact, what Irsyad knows, Ica always has a face of a bitch and a dissident. Put on a pouty face if given too many tasks. A shitty face, pissing people off.

Bayu.., actually he did not really see Ica make all the faces that he thought earlier. He hadn't really seen Ica all this time, except today. He only deduced how Ica expressed her face through how Ica expressed her mood with a voice. Bayu never looked directly at Ica, he kept his eyes very close. He never saw the eye area Ica for long, let alone look at Ica's face with open. However, now he did not need to keep his eyes on her anymore. He could happily look at Ica now. He can clearly know what kind of face Ica will make when with Bayu.

"Umm..., Mr. Bayu, I ask permission to salim your hands."

Bayu smiled and nodded in agreement. Then give her hand.

Ica seemed hesitant to hold Bayu's hand. He never touched a man who wasn't his mahram. But, if he is married that way, he should not hesitate, right? Seeing Ica's doubts, Bayu finally acts as well. He was also still shy if his hand was touched long ago by Ica. Then, Bayu quickly brought his hand to Ica's lips to immediately kiss. Then, immediately release his hand.

Without warning, Bayu also kissed Ica's forehead. Not so long, but it felt so long and so impregnable for the two of them who felt it instantly.

Both flushed after. Ica doesn't understand if there's a feeling in Bayu's heart for her? Why does it feel like the kiss on her forehead feels so soft and loving? Is that just Ica's feeling? After all, originally, the kiss did not last more than three seconds.

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The wedding party is directly on the title on the same day too. It was a hard day for both of them. Receive congratulations by standing up, taking pictures, and continuing to smile at guests. It is really exhausting being a bride like this. In fact, Ica is more grateful to be given a lot of work by Bayu compared to this.

The wedding building is near the Arshad family home, Ica's home. So, the two families returned to Arshad's residence after the wedding was over.

"I went to the bathroom first, yeah. But sorry for long. I am a girl." Ica asks permission to clean up before going to bed. He could at least sleep with his body sticky with sweat.

Bayu is waiting. However, this had been too long for him. Bayu also wants to clean up, he can't wait for Ica.

"She's! Raisa's! What are you doing in there? You've been there two hours." Bayu knocked on Ica's bathroom door with a huff. Not long married, finally her true nature was expelled again, thought Ica who was disturbed by the loud knock of the door.

"Yes. Mr. Bayu if you want to go to the bathroom, to another bathroom. Ica is really still a long time, nih," Ica's response half-screamed.

"okay." Bayu out with his change of clothes. He saw the bathroom next to the guest room where his sisters slept. It was on the second floor, the same floor as Ica's room. But not too far. He's heading there right away.

"Where might I tell him that I'm coming over for a monthly guest. Fortunately, he asked first. So, I can go to the room again take the stock of pads in the closet, "inner Ica after hearing the sound of the room door indicating Bayu has come out. Ica walks like a detective to her room. He had to hurry up because he only covered his body with a towel. If seen Bayu can be dangerous.

Finished Ica by taking care of her monthly guests, she immediately laid her body on the bed. She fell asleep, forgetting her current status as a wife. He did not even leave half the bed for Bayu bedi.

"She's! Raisa!" Bayu finished by cleaning his body. He called Raisa, waking her up more precisely.

"She's! Raisa!" Bayu repeated it again, this time louder, for Ica to wake up.

"M..., why?"

"Can you slide a little? How would I sleep if you took my share too?"

"Sleep stay asleep, Mom."

"Mass?" Bayu was surprised when Ica said that.

"Yes, but I also want to sleep in bed. You just slide a little bit there." Bayu started nagging.

"It can still be. Don't want to take on your own wife? It's legal, too." Ica really doesn't pay attention to her bed.

"Raisa, you seem to be destabilizing. How can I sleep too much like this. Even though you have been my wife. If it's like this, it's more spacious and flexible if I sleep on the couch."

"Mas Bayu bawel. Gini is still his wife's galakin. Right here, just sleep." Ica forcefully pulled Bayu to bed with Ica with a very minimal distance between the two.

They're dealing. Bayu was very surprised Ica could be this brave.

"Mas Bayu is so fierce, yes! Just like Mother who likes to take irahin Ica in this house. But still encouraged Mas Bayu, deh, I guess. Aa..., why also call you the same Mother? So different. Mother very dear to Ica. Angry Mother sign of affection to Ica. And Mas Bayu? Unfortunately Mas Bayu may exist, but Ica is not sure if the affection is for Ica. Why the hell, Mas, want to marry Ica for business again? Does that workaholic have to involve a personal life like being willing to marry someone who hates you?" Ica chattered as she closed her eyes, half conscious.

"Are you sorry you decided to marry me?" tanya Bayu sounded serious.

"No, kok. Mas Bayu who will definitely feel sorry for agreeing to this matchmaking just because he wants the best for the company with the union of two families."

"Ca, you're not conscious anymore and seriously talking about it, I know that. You're just slipping because of some soy sauce."

"The ca? Who is it, Mas? The caca? Isn't Ica called Raisa the same, Mas?"

"At a time like this too, Miss Caca who's on her mind?" inner Ica. Then, he really fell asleep. He could not hear the response from Bayu. Bayu did not actually respond, because he did not know how to respond.

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