Mr. Perfect & Miss Careless
Wedding Plan

The next day, Arvin took his father and his mother to the home of the future-in-law. Although he felt that he and Ira had never done anything beyond bounds, but the ultimatum of the Candidate-in-Law made him inevitably have to propose to Ira as soon as possible so that their marriage was soon held.

All of Ira's extended family had gathered in the living room. The room is dominated by white with classic European shades that look more crowded than usual.

Arvin gulped his saliva with great difficulty as almost the sight of the entire Ira family staring at him made Arvin feel intimidated.

"When are you going to marry my granddaughter?" the sound of barito Rangga Wijaya echoing in the living room made Arvin nervous.

"Fastly so."

"When is that soon?"

Glug. Arvin swallowed his saliva, not that he wouldn't marry Ira as soon as possible. He wants to even really want to marry the girl of his idol as well, moreover it is undeniable that his male desire often appears suddenly when he is alone with his lover. But he also did not want to set aside the ideals of the Beloved who wanted to become a doctor before marriage.

"The answer to my question is clear!" tell Rangga with an intimidating look.

"Mas, don't be so fierce! You scared him!" whispered the Star that sat next to Rangga.

"Darling am I scary?"

"Dadies. Still asking again. Mas's attitude has not only made our son-in-law's future grandchildren afraid, but look at your son and daughter-in-law also scared." The star pointed at the child and his son-in-law who were sitting in front of them. Tama, Dion, Micah, Keenan, and Anindhira looked down. If outside the house they are feared and respected by their employees, but in the house the dominant attitude of Rangga is able to make their guts shrink.

"Oma's right, Opa. Opa, don't be afraid to remember the age!" sahut Qilla's.

"Qilla!" rebuke Micah and Dion together.

"Yes, Honey. Opa will not be fierce with your future husband," replied Rangga while rubbing his granddaughter's hair.

"Now answer my question, when are you ready to marry my beloved granddaughter?" this time Rangga asked in a somewhat softer tone than before.

"If Ira is willing, now I can marry her, too" replied Arvin firmly.

"Ira, how? When do you want to be edited by your lover?" now Rangga's gaze turned towards his granddaughter.

Ira looked at Arvi and vice versa as if she was asking each other questions.

"If Opa, Oma, and the others expect us to get married quickly. I'm also willing to marry Mr. Arvin now." Ira answered her grandfather's question honestly.

"Alright, then it's decided your wedding will be held in two weeks. At least when you have to go back to college, you already have the status as a wife. How are Mr Alvin and Ms Nayla, you don't mind?"

"Of course we don't mind Mr. Rangga. Instead we are happy because it will soon be different with the Wijaya Family and Sebastian Family," replied Alvin.

After the discussion of the wedding was approved by both parties, the event was continued with dinner.

"Why? Don't like it because we're getting married soon?" ask Arvin. He walked up to the Beloved who was standing on the porch of the house.

"No, it's not that. I'm happy because we're getting married soon. But.... "

"But why?" arvin asked while looking into Ira's eyes.

"You're not getting married again, are you sure I can't have children?"

"Why do you think that far?"

"Just answer my question!"

Arvin looked straight ahead. "The purpose of married people other than because to unite love must also want because it has offspring, right?"

"So, you're getting married again if I can't give you offspring?"

"Not so, dear."

"What does it mean to answer Mr. Arvin just now?" Ira was upset. "It turns out that for a man a wife is not enough. Let alone because the wife can not give offspring, a good wife can still be beautiful. Then we better not get married, I'll tell our families if we don't get married" Ira said at length without giving Arvin a chance to talk.

"Hey honey, I don't." Arvin grabbed his girlfriend's hand. "I don't mean the child in question should not be the child born from your womb. We could... "

"What?! So Mr Arvin wants to rent a surrogate? No, I don't want to. Like the story in the novels of the husband so fall in love with the woman who owns the rented uterus," Ira cut.

Arvin hits Ira's forehead with his index finger. "It's not a concept either, honey."

"Continue?"

"I mean we can adopt a child from an orphanage."

"Is that so? Thank God, I think Mr. Arvin will find another wife or rent a surrogate uterus."

Arvin can only shake. "But darling, how can you think that far when we're married yet?"

"Just in case dong sir. You see, in the novels that I read, usually men will marry again if his wife can not give offspring."

'Tuk!'

One flick landed back on Ira's forehead. "That's not going to happen to us, baby," Arvin said. They then linked their fingers while looking at the stars.