Mr. Ergan's Secret Wedding
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After Amelia's departure, Pras and Juminarti looked at each other in silence. They were swept away in each other's minds.

Actually Juminarti was disappointed with Amelia's decision to reject Pras' proposal. Actually when Pras expressed his intention to marry Amelia, he was very happy and happy. How not, she loved Amelia very much and already considered her as her own biological daughter. Since Amelia was in the pesantren, she felt lonely because there was Amelia who always accompanied her, what when Azka was born, she was happier.

"Patience son, maybe this is not the right time for you taaruf. Or he's not the soul mate God sent you." Juminarti.

"I'll talk to him Mah." Pras then walked out of his office. He headed to the warehouse to see the drying process of the tea leaves. And check the stock of goods they will send to the city center.

When it was four o'clock in the afternoon, Amelia returned to the boarding school. Amelia cleans up and searches for Azka.

Azka Narendra Mahesa, Amelia's son has a face very similar to Ergan, ranging from nose, eyes, eyebrows, and hair, only her lips are a bit thin like Amelia. He is also smart and quick to respond. If you notice the nature is also very similar to Ergan, speaking as necessary, his gaze is flat and cold and likes to intimidate.

After half a day at work, he missed his son. Amelia leaves Azka with Yuli while she works. Yuli doesn't matter because Azka is basically a calm and submissive child. While teaching the naji children in the pesantren, Yuli also deliberately invites Azka to hear it. Azka the child who read until the age of just two years has memorized some short letters of the holy verse of the Quran, such as the letter of Al-fatihah, Al-ikhlas, Al-Sychlas, surat Al-falaq though still cut into pieces but how to call tajwidnya also good.

"Awka..." Calling Amelia, she immediately took Azka from Yuli's lap.

"Mom.mam.." Azka stretched out her hand asking to be carried.

"Darling...today learning najai again huh?" Ask Amelia.

Azka smiled as she nodded, she put her mungill hands on Amelia's neck. Her little lips came closer to kiss Amelia's cheek.

"Try Azka naji Mama will listen." Amelia pinched Azka's puffed cheeks making Azka pull her face backwards.

The cup! cups! cups!

Amelia's piercing kisses on Azka's adorable face.

"Azka wants to pay Mam's salary."

"OKAY. We're starting."

Azka began to teach, repeating what Yuli taught children in pesantren. Azka was so perceptive to hear what was taught that she could memorize quickly.

At first Yuli did not believe when she first heard Azka suddenly could teach because the child was playing. It turned out that even though his hand was playing a toy car, his ears were focused on what he heard.

Azka began to chant An-nas' letter with her small, melodious voice. Makes Amelia pick on hearing it. It was very cool to feel his heart and feelings when Azka was teaching. In his heart he was very grateful to have Azka at the lowest time in his life. Now Azka is his priority and his happiness.

After Azka finished her meal, Amelia cheered happily, she rewarded her son with the kisses and cakes she bought when she came home from the tea garden.

"Who's smart kid is this?"

"Mommy." Azka answered tightening her embrace.

"Pinter..! Now Azka's taking a shower?" Take Amelia to her room, take Azka, undress Azka and enter the bathroom.

After Azka's clothes, Amelia takes her to play with Santri. He had to help Juminarti and Yuli's mother prepare dinner for the santri in the boarding school.

Two hours passed, finally the food was already available on the long dining table. All students queue to take food and then sit in the chairs that have been provided. Before eating they pray, do not forget to wash their hands and eat together.

At night, after Azka slept, Amelia cleaned the kitchen and headed to the yard. He sat on the park bench alone. It has become a habit of sitting there until midnight because it is difficult to sleep.

Pras watched Amelia from behind, occasionally hugging her body from the cold. Although already wearing a sweater, but the air at night in the mountains is very cold.

Pras did not think, why Amelia really likes to sit alone at night until midnight.

"You here?" The sound of the baritone from behind blew away his reverie.

"I can't sleep."

"Need this?" Pras handed over a cup of hot tea to Amelia.

"Make you." Reject Amelia, her heart is upset.

Prasetyo sat down next to Amelia. This time he will talk to Amelia from heart to heart.

"You love him so much that you can't turn away? if you don't mind, I'm going to town to look for him."

"Not to look for him. He must be happy with his family. I don't want to be a prankster in his life anymore. I've been feeling peaceful living here." Amelia's view was blank ahead. Without feeling her tears come back. He had been gone for three years but his tears did not stop flowing every night.

"Aren't you afraid that one day he'll come to take Azka?"

Pras's question instantly made Amelia turn her head. Amelia squinted her eyes, why she had never thought of it before.

"I'm not gonna let that happen. So it's better that he doesn't know where Azka and I are."

"If you don't want to lose Azka, marry me so I can protect you. I promise, there are no more lies you get. Only happiness I will give. I need you to complete my life. We can raise Azka and Rangga together.

Netra Pras never separated from the beautiful face of Amelia. Pras hopes that Amelia will accept his request even though there is no love for her yet. Despite living far away in the countryside, Amelia takes good care of her face. He used natural ingredients as a mask on his face.

Amelia looked back to the front, her gaze blankly thinking about her decision.

"Alright, bismillah..! I'd like to accept your proposal." Amelia nodded confidently, after an inner role, maybe it was the right decision to forget about Ergan and start a new life.

"Alhamdulillah.." Pras gave thanks while praying and then rubbed his face with both palms, "Thank you Mel, have accepted me." Inadvertently Pras immediately grasped Amelia's hand.

"No muhrim, Pras." Amelia reminded Pras to scratch his nape that did not itch.

"Hehehe, sorry." Pras is so happy, his eyes sparkle and his smile never comes off. If only there was no Amelia there, she was so happy.

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Ergan boarded a private jet to the bridge construction site. When he got there, he was very satisfied with the work of his men. They finished everything on time.

Ergan towards the villa that has been provided, he must rest before the inauguration of the bridge begins.

"Tir, have you ever been here? Ergan asked as they were sitting in the villa living room enjoying coffee.

"Well, if not three times wrong. I came here to see firsthand the quality of the materials they use. Why mother?"

"It's okay, I just feel comfortable and calm here. After the inauguration of the bridge, lo temenin gw walk, the air here is cool and comfortable, I like." Praise Ergan.

"Every boss, I'll take you to the most beautiful place in the village."

"What place?"

"Tea garden. The view is very beautiful as far as the eye can see, the air is cool through the recesses of the heart, anyway you will not nyesel follow me deh." Tirta then sipped the coffee from the cup.

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Seriate......