My Favorite Wife
Episode 2's. Gathering

...MY FAVORITE WIFE'S...

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The next day the sky looked so bright.

In a cafe, there are two girls dressed in fashionable clothes who are chatting with serious mimic faces.

"Just because of the debt of return you were betrothed to master Elliot Alberntino to be his second wife?" cried Aleta turned her eyes in disbelief after Moza explained everything.

Aleta is Moza's best friend who works as a model but not yet Moza's classmate.

"Well, I don't understand why you're so proud I have to marry the married man." Moza grumbled annoyedly rolling her eyes in another direction.

"And you accepted it?." Aleta's question convinced Moza.

"You think I'm going to go to honey? I want to marry a man who has only one woman in his life." Screeched Moza with a sip of his drink.

"Oh Moza...Moza, what would the world say if they knew you were the second wife of the CEO of Fung Corp. It doesn't feel very elite you are the prima donna of the world." Aleta cried feeling unacceptable if Moza really had to marry into a second wife.

"I'm going to cancel the wedding plans, it's very unfair to me!" Moza said, leaning back on a sofa with a lot of thought.

"What plans are you making?" asked Aleta furrowing her brows with a curious face.

"Let's know, maybe I'll talk to him so that he'll call off this ridiculous matchmaking" Moza explained.

"You're going to meet him? When?." asked Aleta enthusiastically.

"Tonight, I will decide that I disagree and refuse to marry her" Moza said.

"I also disagree that you were made a second wife, yes even though Mr. Elliot is very handsome and has a lot of money." he said.

Moza also lowered her lips.

"A lot of handsome and rich men want to be my side, I think he's just the tip of a fingernail." said Moza confidently and arrogantly.

"What if you hire a girlfriend to make your match fail."

"How much girlfriend?" asked Moza justifying his seat.

"Your father betrothed you because you don't have a boyfriend!."

"Yourhhlft! It's free it looks like my dad will try to figure out a way to keep me engaged with that guy, I know what my dad's character is."

Aleta sighed while scratching her non-itchy temple scratch.

The two of them now continue their chat to spend time together because tomorrow Aleta will leave for Italy for a Fashion Week event and will settle there in the next few months.

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On that night at an elite restaurant, Moza had just arrived to meet Elliot the cold man with a million charms.

Although Moza was very heavy hearted to come to the restaurant, but he insisted that the man would refuse him.

He was now sitting opposite a handsome and valiantly dignified man who looked at him meaninglessly with a thousand silences.

Glacier!!!

Glenn, who was none other than Elliot's personal assistant, continued to swallow his saliva and was unfocused when he saw the two dense protrusions, and the two legs of Moza's level are so smooth white because he wears a slim dress that his right is split up to the top of the thigh.

So as to make the two men who were in front of him were trying hard to hold his faith.

"I know that I'm very pretty" she said arrogantly with confidence.

But Elliot still did not flinch with an unreadable gaze.

"All right, just get to the point, that I came here to refuse an arranged marriage with you." explained Moza immediately without further ado.

"Give me an excuse." he said with a flat face.

Because the first time he was rejected raw by a woman.

Outside there was still waiting in line for the women to want to be his life companion even though it became a second wife and a third wife.

"Do I have to give you a reason? You should have been more sensitive, Mr. Elliot. I don't want to marry a man I don't love at all." Clearly Moza with a tone full of emphasis.

Elliot tilted his thin lips.

"So you think I want to marry you because I love you?, don't be confident miss. I want to marry you for a reason." she said in a baritone voice that made the atmosphere of the VVIP room turn gripping.

"What do you mean?." asked Moza squinting her eyes.

"I married you just because I wanted to have children, if you've given me offspring and after that you want to be free from me I'll release her, but child custody is mine" she said.

"My wife can't get pregnant" she replied.

"So you think I want to be a wife to carry your seeds?, whenever I don't want to be your wife!. Just find another woman who wants to, sorry I'm not interested." Moza cried with a sulking face.

Glenn widened his eyes, for it was only the first time a woman had rejected her master raw.

"Your parents have agreed with my grandmother, but they don't know what my purpose is to accept this match, I hope you don't tell anyone."

The two of them stared at each other strongly, Moza's eyes were holding her back, but different from Elliot's eyes were very calm.

"You just dreamed of marrying me!. You know who I am?." Moza nodded with a tone of emphasis.

"I also know who your God is" Elliot said.

"We can't get married, because we have different beliefs!."

"We are destined to get married" Elliot said.

They looked back at each other.

Then Moza moved from his seat and set his foot toward the exit.

"You can't resist because all your father's company's assets are in my hands now" Elliot said, bringing Moza's steps to a standstill.

"Why are my father's company assets on you?. Don't try to fool me!" said Moza.

"Your father gave me assurances that if you refuse to marry me these assets will all be mine" Elliot said, holding several documents of Wijaya's company certificate and showing them to Moza.

Moza widened her eyes making the brown eyeballs look very clear and beautiful.

"Dad! Why did he give all the assets to this cunning man.. Huft! It seems like dad really set me up to accept this match." Moza's grouse in his heart.

Without any flinching Moza again continued his footsteps towards the exit as if he did not care.

He continued to walk with gurgle even though he was wrapped in his frustration.

"You are indeed a very cunning and greedy man, Mr. Elliot!" grumbled Moza clenched his hand as he was already inside the elevator.

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A few minutes later, Moza had just arrived in her private room, slamming her fancy bag into the bed with a face full of anger.

"Basin' a sneaky guy! He thought I wanted to be his wife just because to give birth to his child!." choked him while justifying the hair that was blocking his face.

"Huh I really want to stand out that so cool face! As if she was, she thought I was what woman?" he grumbled.

Geck!

Geck!

Geck!

Crew (The door sounds open)

"How's daughter? Do you agree to marry Mr El?." asked Wijaya who arrived just entered the room with a face full of hope.

"Dad why give a guarantee of company assets to the devious man?" said Moza with no acceptance.

"Why indeed? After all, I won't lose that asset because you must have agreed to it, right?" Wijaya said confidently.

"Dad, do you want your son to be a second wife? Dad is so mean!." cried Moza with glassy eyes.

"My daughter, that's not what Dad meant."

"Father enough, I already know the answer. Just because of the debt of gratitude to Madame Firdania right?."

Moza held back her tears.

Wijaya was fixated not to answer and looked at his daughter who was just the first time very angry with him.

"Alright, I will obey all the wishes of my father so that he does not lose all the assets of the company" he said with tears that had trickled down his smooth cheeks.

Moza immediately wiped those falling tears violently by her palm.

Then he left Wijaya alone, still glued to the room feeling very guilty.

"I'm sorry son, someday you'll know why I did this to you" she said in her heart.

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