Mr. Ergan's Secret Wedding
Pick up Wife

"Goddessam..." At once they answered.

"Sir Ergan." Pras reached out his hand welcoming the arrival of Ergan and Tirta. Likewise with Ms. Juminarti, "let's sit down, please" Pras said.

Ergan nodded then sat down on the chair with Tirta.

"I meant to come here to pick up my wife and son." Short, clear and solid.

Without further ado Ergan expressed her intentions. Ergan is not a person who likes to linger in solving problems. He knew that Amelia would have told them what her goal was to get there.

"You're ready, baby...!" ergan asked, holding Amelia's hand.

Pras glanced at her, there was an unease at the closeness of Amelia and Ergan. His heart was broken unceremoniously, it felt so painful to the heart of his heart. He really cannot accept all this.

"So long ago, Azka was still with Yuli, I took Azka first huh?" Amelia moved to the classroom which was located through six classrooms.

After Amelia's death. Pras looked at Ergan as well as Ergan. They looked at each other sharply and intimidated each other.

"Khemm, I made you a drink for Ergan's son for a while." Juminarti's mother stood up then headed for the pantry. It makes hot tea for Ergan and Tirta.

"Boss, I'll wait outside." Tirta left, unwilling to be in the midst of the man who loved Amelia.

After Tirta left now they were the only two in the room. Ergan let out a rough breath. How could Pras love a woman who is still his wife.

"Pras, I'm sorry in advance that your marriage has to be annulled. She's still my wife, I've been looking for her everywhere for three years, from home to abroad I've done, but my men have not found her. It was all because Tirta had closed off access for me, it turned out that she had found Amelia a few months after her departure. I can't take it off for anyone else because I love him so much. I know you're close, but I'm sure Amelia's heart is still for me." Ergan.

This time Ergan apologized to someone other than her parents. But seeing how Pras was so kind to Amelia and Azka, he was willing to lower his pride for the sake of the people he loved.

"Sir Ergan, I'm just asking you not to hurt Amelia. Today I take it off doesn't mean I don't want it, I love it and want to see it happy. If ever I hear of anyone hurting her again. Then I'll make sure I take it back." Pras Threat.

"Ck, don't worry, I make sure Amelia and Azka are happy with me." Ergan Assert.

"Yes, I need evidence, not promises" Pras said.

"You'll see," replied Ergan.

"..."

"Oiya, as an expression of my gratitude to your family. So I want to be a regular donor in this pesantren. How about Mr Pras?"

"No need to repay our kindness sir. Lillahitaala we are sincere and very happy Ameli and Azka here. They have become part of our family. So you don't have to pay it back. If you want to be a donor here, Alhamdulillah, but do it because of Allah azza wa jalla, not because of debt of gratitude." Pras Obvious.

"Alright, Mr. Pras, I will not return the favor to you, but let me be a regular donor here. I also want to get a reward. Tirta will take care of it. Give her your phone number" Ergan said.

"Alright, thank you Mr. Ergan," pras said.

Not long after, Amelia appears with Azka in her arms. Ergan stands up and takes over Azka. He stroked her cheeks and then kissed her.

"Azka, come with Daddy home? Papa has bought a lot of robots at home," persuaded Ergan.

"Really Daddy? azka wants to play." Azka smiled sweetly then nodded.

"Yes dear," Ergan sat back in the chair with Azka on her lap.

Juminarti's mother came with tea and snacks on the nightstand. He set it on the table then let Ergan enjoy it.

"Where is Tirta?" ask Ms. Juminarti.

"outside Bu. Let Pras call." Pras then moved out of the middle room approaching Tirta.

Tirta went inside, sat down, then had tea with Ergan.

Mas, I'll go to the room for a minute to grab a bag" Amelia said as she walked in.

"Take important files, your needs and Azka are ready at home" said Ergan.

"Dad, have some tea." Azka wanted to reach for the glass, but Ergan immediately held back her hand.

"Wear a spoon of Azka." Pras took a spoon beside the sugar and then gave it to Ergan.

Ergan was very grateful because the people around her son loved her. If only he was a little late, then his son would have been Pras's son. Fortunately he was willing to attend the inauguration of the twin bridge, otherwise he would lose the most valuable treasure in his life.

"Thank you." One word came out of Ergan's mouth making Tirta choke.

Purpff...

The tea that Tirta drank almost gushed out, if he did not close his mouth immediately, then the snacks and tea on the table became his victim.

Not long after, Amelia came out holding a bag in her hand.

Tirta immediately stood up then took over the bag belonging to his boss' wife.

"Darling... Are you ready?" ask Ergan.

"It." Amelia nodded.

They stood up and then came out.

"Sir Ergan, can I hold Azka? I will definitely miss him" Pras said.

"Please." Ergan handed Azka to Pras then walked first with Amelia's hand out of the house.

Amelia felt awkward with Ergan's attitude, maybe she showed off the intimacy in front of Pras. However, Amelia did not have the heart to hurt Pras anymore. For him to decide the marriage alone has made Pras hurt and hurt. Fortunately Pras is not a selfish type of man.

Pras always fulfills something with logic, always associates with religious sharia, he strongly believes in God's best destiny. Man is only striving but God is decisive, just as he is, he has tried to make Amelia his wife but God wills otherwise, Amelia must return to her husband.

Pras kissed Azka's face many times, without tears coming out of the corner of his sad eyes. His heart rumbled, shattered, and sick, he did not want to let go of Amelia and Azka.

Juminarti's mother patted her son's shoulder. He knows how his son feels right now. Destroyed and lost it for sure.

"Seekly, they are the care of God that we must guard. Now it's time for them to go back to their families." Juminarti's mother tried to calm the son. Her tears also trickled down as she stroked Azkamp's hair full of affection.

"Yes Mom, you don't have to worry, I'm fine." Lirih Pras hugged Azka.

They're near the car. Titra opened the car door and then put in Amelia's bag, after which just opened the backseat door for Ergan and Amelia.

"Amel." Call Yuli from the inside. He was almost late and did not meet Amelia again because he had to finish his teaching hours.

Amelia turned around, so she did not get into the car and spread her arms around Yuli.

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