Mr. Ergan's Secret Wedding
Deal

"Look, I'm not gonna fuck around, we need to talk to each other." It was clear that Ergan was keeping Amelia calm and not thinking badly of her.

"Next place, right?" Turn Amelia back in.

"It's just a safe place. Let's get down."

"No!".

"It can't be! you're not fighting me?"

"Can't."

"Down, or do I kiss?" Threaten Ergan.

Apparently the style threatens to become powerful words to make Amelia become obedient.

Amelia let out a rough sigh. He can't refuse anymore. With a heavy heart he got out of the car when the door was wide open by the driver. Ergan came out and told the driver to wait there.

Ergan clasped Amelia's hand towards the elevator. It was as if Amelia had escaped her life.

"No need to hold on, I can walk on my own."

Amelia tried to pull her hand from Ergan but still could not escape. His hands went into the elevator and out of the elevator.

Ergan opened the door by entering a passcode that only he himself knew, after which went inside and turned on the lights even though it was still daytime.

"We have arrived, can you take my hand? it hurts..!" Melas Amelia, apparently Ergan was too tight to hold it.

"Sorry." Ergan let go of her hand then took Amelia to sit on the sofa.

"Okay, we're talking, but you keep your distance from me by two meters." Said Amelia because Ergan was sitting next to her. He was always afraid when he was close to Ergan, his heart was always pumping faster than usual.

"Why do I obey? Whose place is this?" Ask Ergan.

"You." Answer Amelia

"Whose apartment?" Ask Ergan back.

"You." Brief Amelia.

"Trus, why do you want me to sit down?"

Amelia fell silent and looked at Ergan.

"Okay, whatever you do, what do you really want to say? I don't have much time to go back to the airport." Amelia did not want to waste her precious time.

Ergan takes Amelia's hand, kisses her lovingly and puts it on her lap, her neutrals looking at Amelia expectantly. A hint of hesitation to express his intention to propose to the girl he had spent the night with. Although there is no love for him yet, he is a man who never runs away from responsibility

"Mel, I'm sorry I hurt you. I know my actions are unforgivable, give me a chance to atone for all my sins, WILL YOU MERRY ME?" Eventually those words escaped Ergan's lips as well.

Amelia was silent, digesting well the sentence thrown from Ergan's mouth.

"Married to me Amelia. I don't like to promise anything, but I want to take responsibility and make you happy. I want to always be around you, take care of you, and live with you." Ergan said sincerely.

Amelia was stunned, her eyes were teary, her mouth unable to speak. Very speechless with what he just heard. Ergan proposed to him without preparation.

"Hows it? you want to marry me?" Melas Ergan is hopeful.

"Sorry, but I can't. I'm still under contract with the company." Reject Amelia.

"How much longer?"

"One year."

Ergan was silent for a moment, pressing her temple while thinking about what step she should take now.

Pucuk dikinta ulam arrive. In an instant, Ergan's face changed into a smile. With the reason still under contract at the company, Ergan no longer need to find a reason for Amelia to keep their marriage secret.

"Then we get married here, we keep it a secret from your office until you finish the contract. Enough of your parents are present, so that this news does not leak into the ears of your friends, how?"

Amelia frowned at Ergan's silly idea. Never crossed his mind to get married in the near future let alone marry siri.

"You mean, we married Siri?"

"Yes, why? you mind? it's better than getting pregnant before you get married. Just so you know, I keep my seeds inside."

"Hehehe. Think carefully, aren't you ashamed of being out of wedlock?"

Amelia went back to silence, in fact she was also afraid if she got pregnant after doing that with Ergan. But right now he still harbors hatred for Ergan.

Ergan cupped Amelia's face, now that their neutrals are back together. "Hey, listen to me, I know, you still hate me, my mistakes are really big on you, but give me a chance to make up for it by marrying you. Isn't forgiveness better than hate?"

Ergan is the best at making a woman's heart melt. If he fails to praise Amelia, not Ergan her name.

Amelia kept silent, she was not ready to get married for now. There is still a lot to do for his future. But what if she really got pregnant out of wedlock.

"Jawab Yes first, I just drove you home." Ergan Assert.

"No." Reject Amelia. She still doubts if she will get pregnant because she only once connected with Ergan.

"Then you'll stay here until your plane flies."

"Who is that?" Amelia's growl.

"As far as I dong." Ergan answered casually.

Amelia thought for a moment, rather than linger in Ergan's apartment, let her give in for now.

"Okay, fine we're married!" Amelia's Passage.

"Deal, next week we get married, apply for a three-day leave. I'll take care of everything." Ergan.

"Huh?! next week? which is really. I haven't prepared anything yet. I still have parents and I need to talk to him." Reject Amelia did not accept Ergan's decision.

"No problem, talk to your parents, the sooner you talk it's better. I don't want you to get pregnant first. We're definitely getting married next week. Deal..?"

Amelia let out a heavy sigh, "If you've decided everything, why talk to me, huh?" Amelia growled and picked up her sling bag.

"Are you crazy? applying for leave also needs a process, there's no way in a week I can get it."

"If you can't, I will." It's not hard for Ergan to do what no one else can do.

Ergan took her phone nailed to her pants then contacted Tirta.

"Tir, take care of Amelia's three-day leave for next week. We're getting married here. You know what you have to do."

"Ready boss!" Tirta replied then the phone connection was cut off.

Ergan smiled watching Amelia's confused face.

"Make me coffee."

"Why tell me? this is your apartment."

"Thank you learning to be a good wife from now on."

Amelia pursed her lips, put her bag back then walked inside towards the kitchen.

Ten minutes later, Amelia headed to the living room with a cup of coffee on a tray. He still remembers Ergan's taste, coffee is not bitter nor too sweet according to Ergan's request while on the plane.

"I'm just telling you to make coffee not pick coffee. Very long."

"Korong dong, I don't know where your kitchen stuff is." Amelia then put the coffee on the table.

Ergan took the coffee from the table, blew it slowly, then took a sip full of delights.

"Lumayan." Praise Ergan.

"Huh?! just passable? basic byebelin! tired of making it, the comment is just that doang." Amelia's mind was upset.

"Are you beating me up?"

"No." Sergey Amelia. "Can I go home now? Karmen must be worried." Amelia Melas.

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