Marrying Sister-in-law

Marrying Sister-in-law
Finally


"Mother, there's a break" said Rian Office boy in the virgin's office and gave Lily a bouquet of flowers.


"Thank you" he replied to Rian. Dara accepts it and opens the card tucked inside.


"Beautiful flowers, as beautiful as you are in my heart" Unknowingly a faint smile rose on your lips.


Dara kissed the flower. Fragrant and beautiful, the bath. Lily is her favorite flower.


Andara put the flowers in the vase on her desk and continued her work.


"Cie.cie ya g get flowers. From whom?" asked Hanum smiling mischievously


"nothing important." answered Dara ketus.


"Hem.I know this, must be from a beloved husband, right. Oh...so sweeet!" hanum continued to mock the wench.


"Can be silent anyway," Dara sewot, instead of silence Hanum increasingly continue to mock him. Dara got up and walked towards the pantry. Perhaps drinking coffee can cool his upset heart.


"Well, wait!"


Dara turned.


"Pak Arfan" said dara slowly.


"Become, I already know everything, you married Pras, because of his son right? you don't love her, do you?" said Arfan who tried to pull the virgin hand, but dara immediately pulled his hand.


"Mr investigated me?" ask dara


Arfan was silent, the sentence of the virgin made him lose the word. Arfan sighed and finally nodded.


"I'm sorry, I was just wondering why you got married, and that's with pras."


"Sorry sir, I still have a lot of work" Dara wants to pass leaving Arfan, herself upset, Arfan is too curious about her.


"I'm sorry virgin, I know I was wrong, but I did it because I love you. I will chase you, because I know you don't love Pras" Arfan said.


Arfan sentence ignites emotions that have been tried to be redam by dara. "Know what you know about me, how far you investigate me. You know I accept this marriage, and I won't divorce my husband" she said.


"You're not lying, I know you're not happy."


"I'm happy, thank you for watching with me, but please don't bother me anymore because I'm a married woman. I don't want any slander about us in this office. Excuse me."


Dara passed from before Arfan, he went into the bathroom, and closed the door. Behind the door, the virgin cried, blowing all the burdens on her.


His tears would not stop even though he had repeatedly wiped them violently. Why I cried, all that Arfan said was right, he and Pras did not love each other, but not the slightest bit ever terbesit in his heart to separate.


Am I wrong God, if I accept this marriage even though I know the purpose of our marriage is wrong,


I know I'm not a good wife to my husband, I don't do my duty as a wife but every time I can be a good mother to my son, I love him, I love him, love her and I'm willing to do anything for her because she's my life,


I think that's more than enough, as the reason I survived.


Forgive me God, forgive me.


Dara got up and rubbed her face on the wetafel. Once enough was felt, and the data had felt better, he returned to his room.


"Where are you from?" ask Hanum


"Handphone loe continues to sound." said Hanum again.


"Bathroom"


Dara picks up her phone and writes some missed calls from Arfan. There were also some messages, but the virgin refused to open them.


Dara turned off her phone and refocused her work.


...****************...


Pras' car had been parked five minutes in front of the office, repeatedly he tried to contact the wife, but could not. His wife's cell phone could not be reached.


Pras was waiting impatiently. Today he wants to take the virgin to buy clothes for Hanum's wedding.


Fifteen minutes waiting for Pras to enter and ask the receptionist.


"Can you call Miss Andara Ramadhani?" pras


The receptionist was fascinated by the good looks of Pras, he fell silent and continued to look at the handsome face in front of him.


"Bak" called Pras again.


"Say her husband is waiting ahead"


Pras's reply made the smile on the receptionist's face disappear.


Mbak dara husband, when did mbak dara get married? did I mishear, the receptionist said inwardly.


Pras, who was impatient, chose to enter and search for his wife's room.


While walking towards the elevator, Dara saw Hanum. "Hanum" he called


Pras knows Hanum because Hanum often goes to the house of virgin and his only friend.


"Kak Pras?" Hanum was surprised


"I'm coming to pick up Dara, where's the room?" pras


"Become..." Hanum stopped his speech seeing a virgin coming out of the elevator, walking towards him.


"Hanum come on" said Dara raising her face.


Dara was surprised to see Pras standing next to her best friend.


"Kak Pras" he said slowly and surprised.


"Hanum we go first." Pras pulled a virgin hand, a few steps away trying to let go of her hand.


"I want to have lunch with Hanum" he said


With a faint smile Pras glanced towards Hanum.


"Hanum, I'll borrow some virgin for a second, will you?"


Hanum nodded, disbelieving Pras' sweet demeanor, which was strange in his opinion.


"I don't want to" said the virgin and stomped her hand.


Pras pulled the virgin over and whispered, "I'll kiss you here if you don't obey, do you want to make a fuss in your office, baby. I don't mind them seeing our affection." whispered Pras


Dara fell silent and chose to bow.


"smart" he whispered again. His hands clasped his hands and took him out of the office.


Many eyes were staring in disbelief, the virgin who was known to be quiet and closed, suddenly married to the CEO of a mighty company and none other than her brother-in-law, making rumors about her soon spread.


"Satisfied, you've humiliated me" said the woman in the car.


"You mean?"


"They must have thought nothing of me marrying my sister's husband, they must have thought of me.. I.." hiks.


Pras pulled his car over, he looked at the wench who was still crying.


"I'll explain to all of them, if you don't take me from Dinda, why are you crying?"


"You don't know, I don't want to be said to be an actor?"


"actor?" reintroduction


"That far? hahaha it's weird that they think, obviously we got married because of Ega and that's after Ega was almost three months old."


Pras raised his hand stroking Dara's head gently. Dara's still hiccuping.


Pras sighed, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that, I can explain it to them as well as everyone,"


The two of them fell silent, only the occasional sobbing was still heard. With a heavy breath Pras spoke again


"is that as bad as I'm in your eyes, so you're afraid to just walk with me? well this is the first and last time I'm gonna pick you up,"


"Free, they all already know" replied the ketus.


Pras was surprised by the reply.


Free, which means he still wants me to pick him up.


Pras felt very wrong, I picked up angry, said no more angry, dizzy my head, Pras said in his heart.


It is difficult to understand a woman's heart. Sweet smile created again his lips, without talking Pras back forward his car.