Miss Crazy Rich's Contract Husband
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Hospital xxxxxxx

city centre.

The glare of sunlight burst through the window glass on the left side where Wiraditya's body lay overnight. The man gasped and woke up, conscious of his fainting.I don't know since what time he fainted he didn't know. He was surprised because his body was fitted with an infusion hose, trying to think for a moment and remember what happened. But suddenly his memory switches to the mother he says is in the hospital and his sister who is back in critical condition, trying to get up quickly and release her infusion tube quickly.

"O.oooooo... Wiraditya, you're still not okay" One voice shocked him, making Wiraditya stop his action as a hand held back his movements, he turned his head.

"Sir Ram?" The man was surprised.

"But sir..my mother and my sister?"

"It's been moved by the queen Mother into the VVIP room, they're fine" the middle-aged man spoke, patting Wiraditya's back slowly, convince Wiraditya if both his loved ones are okay.

Listening to what was said by Mr. Ram made the man immediately take a breath of relief, he tried to lie back and just felt some of his limbs pain and pain.

Moved to VVIP space?. It was so incredible, that it was as easy as it was that the rich did everything with money?!.

"Sorry because you are late, it is not easy to contact Queen at such curfews, her personal life is so hidden, if not a confidant, can not access her existence and life, she said, he shut himself up even from his own family" Mr. Ram spoke slowly, choosing to sit back in the chair where he had been.

Wiraditya stared at the man in front of him for some time, still remember last night he spoke to Mr. Ram from behind his butut phone while waiting for Arlina.

"I'm still in the company sir, wait for Bu Arlina to come home" At that time Mr. Ram wanted to bring her to meet some friends, play badminton together.

"Who asked?" Mr. Ram looks worried down there.

"Mother Arlina is forcing" Wiraditya replied innocently.

"Be careful, I'm so worried about this, he had a few previous cases of teasing some other male employees, but they like to like the same boy, you don't be provoked "Mister Ram keeps reminding.

Wiraditya still thinks well of Arlina.

"Married to Miss Queen is far more honorable than stuck with a woman's wife"

And hearing Mr. Ram's words made Wiraditya speech silent, he did not answer the man's words until finally Arlina called his name, making Wiraditya rush to put his cellphone back in his pocket, he said, he forgot to turn off his call. Mana knows if his call is still being monitored by Mr. Ram at the other end.

When aware of the call is still connected after he was trapped and gep by security and one company employee who came suddenly.

"I'm sorry for bothering you" And Wiraditya bowed his head many times, thanking the man sitting next to him with all sorts of thoughts swirling into one.

They were eventually silent, letting the sound of the morning wind pass through the windowpanes on the left side of Wiraditya.

"Did you recommend me to Miss Queen?" Until Wiraditya finally broke the silence, he asked while staring at the man on the right side.

The middle-aged man chose to be silent for a moment, staring at Wiraditya's eyeballs for some time.

"This is good for you, Queen needs someone to stop the marriage urges of her family, and you need someone who is able to support and help all the circumstances that befall your family, son, it doesn't hurt you two, you're just two strangers who get caught up in different difficulties and need each other "Mister Ram speaks slowly.

"Father can't give just any man to Queen, although after all, she is still the nephew of the father's wife, the girl who is already exactly like the father's own daughter, her soul is not fine, he said, he was hurt by treason, how can he marry just any man even if only through a piece of agreement, right? there will be a crime that may happen in the future if he chooses the wrong man "and Mr. Ram keeps talking convincing Wiraditya.

"Daddy believe me?" and Wiraditya asked uneasily.

"God willing, let's just say this is the instinct of a father" and the man answered the question steadily from Wiraditya.

Hearing this immediately made the man silent, he looked at the middle-aged old man for some time then slowly Wiraditya turned towards the window on his right side, staring at the morning sky that continues to shine brightly, accompanied by a gentle breeze that hit the shady trees beside him where several sparrows meandering display his beauty.

Never once was it within her to get married in this way, but did she not have another choice to save her pride, the state of her mother and sister?.

Getting into the Hillatop family was not his dream, his dream was only to work in Hillatop company, using neat clothes with a solid deadline and a large salary that could support his sister as well as his mother, who was a big boy, fix their reot house and buy Aisyah a seken motorcycle for her sister to use to go to school if she recovers from her illness. His ideals are so simple, not grandiose and excessive, right? even dreaming of asking the good girl he loves with a dowry that is not so fantastic according to his own pocket, busy with wedding preparations, laughing together, joking together to make a couple like friends, he said, brothers are also wives who equalize and appreciate each other. Struggling together from O to inshaAllah success hit them, having children who are Soleh as well as Solehah and he became a good priest in their household.

Why does such a noble ideal seem to be so expensive, so difficult to achieve even by a Wiraditya?!.

Queen W, marrying the girl as if awakening herself from a dream, she is ultimately only under the rule of a woman, becoming a master over women and performing charades based on money. It was so low he felt when he accepted the deal, but he had no choice anymore right?!.

"He's not as bad as you think" and Mr. Ram's voice surprises his daydreams.

"You just don't know her yet, she's got an adab above the average girl, the kids in the Hillatop family are taught hard about adab customs, he said, they are not rich just rich who if they want something to stay in their hands and are free to act arbitrarily because they have power, it is not true. He had a good adab and would not behave badly to others" The middle-aged man returned to talk, so gently reassuring Wiraditya of his restlessness.

Can he believe it?!.

Astaghfirullah hul'adzim, he's already bad at it.